QUINN
Before I can get inside, Jasper lifts me over his shoulder and carries me through the door.
“Someone’s excited.” I laugh, slapping his ass.
He returns the favor, the sting vibrating through me.
“When you grind that pretty little ass of yours into my dick, I get antsy.”
He doesn’t stop until he’s deposited me on my feet in my bedroom and closes the door behind me.
I wag my finger at him, beckoning him close. “It’s not like you weren’t driving me crazy all night.”
“Well, you get whatever you want now, Quinn. What will it be?” Heat coats his voice.
“I have a few ideas.” I tap my finger to my chin. Dropping to the bed, I cross one jean-clad leg over the other. “Lose the sweater.”
Grasping the back of his neck, he pulls it up and over, tossing it on the floor. “What next?”
“I want to admire these abs of yours.”
“Turning me into eye candy?” He quirks a brow at me, rubbing his dick through his jeans.
“None of that.” I wave his hand away. “That’s my job.”
“Fuck. Yes.”
Jasper balls his hands into fists at his side.
Standing up, I circle around him. I love getting to be in control like this. His dick is tenting his jeans as I get close, and his nipples harden as I drag a finger down the center of his chest.
“You are without a doubt the sexiest man on the planet.” I drag my finger over his abs, near the V of his hips and around his back. “There is so much that I want to do to you that I’m having trouble deciding where to start.”
“Tell me then.”
I go back to standing in front of him. “Take off your pants. Only your pants.”
He does what I ask in a heartbeat, kicking off his shoes and socks before taking off his jeans and adding them to the growing pile of clothes on the floor.
“What next?”
Licking my lips, I drop to my knees. “I want to tease you.”
I press kisses to the soft fabric of his boxer briefs as his moans hit me. If possible, his cock gets harder.
I pull the material down and tuck it under his balls, and his dick springs free. Precum leaks from the head.
I haven’t had the chance to taste him. To feel the weight of his cock in my mouth.
Licking my lips, I take him as deep as I can in one go. I choke the slightest bit as he bumps the back of my throat. My eyes water as I adjust to his length.
The growl that comes from him has my pussy growing wet. I love the power that comes from getting on my knees for this man. He is just as delicious as I knew he would be.
I suck him down, adding my hands to work him over. I pull off and swirl my tongue on the tip before sucking him back inmy mouth. As I bob up and down, his hands fist in my hair. The sting of pain edges me on.
“Fuck, I don’t want to come down your throat,” Jasper moans.
Rocking back onto my heels, still fully clothed, I glance up at him. “You don’t?”
