Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

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 in my 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?”

“No.”

“Would you settle for coming on my chest?”

“What?” His voice is lust-filled, gravelly as I stand.

Unbuttoning my shirt, I toss it on the floor. “Care to fuck these?”

I squeeze my breasts together.

“Fuck, yes.”

Jasper crashes his mouth against mine in the hottest kiss of my life. Sweeping me into his arms, he carries me over to the bed and rests me in the center before stripping out of his boxer briefs. My hands roam his naked body.

His muscles jump under my touch as his hands explore my body. My nipples are hard as he plucks at them through the lace fabric of my bra.

“Do that again.”

“I love how responsive you are to me.”

“It’s because you know exactly what to do to make me feel this good.”

His mouth moves down my neck, licking and sucking. His teeth tug the cup of my bra down and he lavishes my nipple with attention.

“I can’t wait to fuck these breasts of yours. So fucking perfect, Quinn.”

“Then do it,” I egg him on.

“Not until you come at least once.”

“Urgh,” I groan. “Aren’t you ready to come?”

His dick is poking into my leg, hard and leaking.

“I can wait. All that matters is you.”

“Why are you so perfect?” I throw my arm over my eyes before Jasper moves it to the side.

Staring up into his eyes, an overwhelming sense of love washes over me. It’s evident in the way he is looking at me that this man would do anything for me. No matter what.

“Because this is how you deserve to be treated, Quinn. Like the incredible woman that you are. Not only in the bedroom, but everywhere.”

Grasping his cheeks, I pull him down for a kiss, soft and languid. Jasper Hayes is the most perfect man I’ve ever met, and I am completely, totally in love with him.

Not that I am going to tell him while we’re in bed, but soon. Because someone as good as Jasper deserves to know he is loved.

Things turn heated again, my need for him growing as my pussy gets wetter and wetter.

“Jasper, please.”

Pulling away from me, Jasper sits between my legs. I can’t take my eyes off him and his naked form as he divests me of the rest of my clothes. His touch is reverent as he dances his fingers up my legs.

“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Quinn. I’ve said it before, but damn. I’m so lucky to be with you.”

“Then be with me.”

Jasper leans over and closes his lips over my clit.

“Fuck!” I shout.

The strum of his tongue against the bundle of nerves has me squeezing my thighs around his head. His touch is so damn good, I can hardly stand it.

“Jasper. Jasper, Jasper, Jasper…”

I keep muttering his name as I sink my fingers into his hair. Waves of pleasure threaten to pull me under as he thrusts his fingers inside me.

“Come on, baby. Come for me,” he demands. “Fucking come for me so I can fuck those pretty little tits of yours.

My eyes lock on to his. It only takes a few more licks and twists of his fingers before I’m relenting to the euphoria inside me.

“Jasper!” I shout his name like it’s the only word I ever want on my lips.

“Yes, baby,” he purrs against me. “That’s it.”

The orgasm feels endless as I ride it out with Jasper’s mouth on me. I don’t know how long it lasts, but my body is spent in the best way.

“Do you know how good you look right now?” He kisses his way up my body. “Fuck, I almost came from watching you come, Quinn.”

“Mmm. Then get up here and do it.”

“Do you have lube?” he asks.

Nodding, I point to the nightstand. “I picked some up just in case.”

Jasper leans over to grab it, popping it open and squeezing it onto his hands before rubbing it in. Goose bumps break out over my skin as he lathers the tender skin of my breasts. His thumbs roll my hard nipples as he licks his lips in anticipation.

“You ready?” Jasper gives himself a long, lazy stroke. More precum is leaking from the head of his cock.

“Yes.”

I push my breasts together as he slides his dick through the opening. His cock bumps me in the chin as he rests his weight over me.

“Fuckkkk,” he groans.

Holy shit. The feel of him moving between my breasts is like nothing I’ve ever felt. It’s making me even more wet than I was before I came.

Jasper’s moves are slow and steady. Cum starts to mix with the lube as he stares down at me.

“This feels amazing, Quinn.” His hands come down over mine, squeezing my breasts even closer together. “So fucking good.”

“Yes. I want you to come all over me.”

“I plan on it.”

His moves become more hurried. Angling my chin, I try to swipe my tongue over the head of his dick to taste the cum there, but all it does is spur him on. Only a few more thrusts and Jasper is exploding. Long ropes of cum land all over my chin and chest.

“Fuck. Fuck!” he bites out, throwing his head back in delight.

I taste what I can before he collapses on the bed next to me.

Both of us are equally spent, breaths shallow.

“That was…”

“So fucking perfect, Quinn.”

“Yeah.”

Jasper pulls me into his side, neither one of us having the energy to move. His hands play with my hair, lulling me into a dreamy state.

“I’ll get you cleaned up.” He presses a kiss to the crown of my head.

“You sure you can’t stay the night?” I watch, his firm ass on display, as he heads to the bathroom.

“I mean, if I do, I have to be up early to go home before practice to grab my things and take care of Zucchini.”

“Hmm, okay. Maybe next time you can just bring her over and leave from here.”

“Definitely.”

Jasper’s touch is gentle as he cleans me up with a warm washcloth before sliding into bed next to me.

“Make sure you get a good night’s sleep before practice.”

“Fucking best orgasm of my life? Yeah, I’ll sleep well. Now, go to bed.”

“Okay.”

Curling up into Jasper’s side, there is nowhere else in the world I would rather be than in his arms. I don’t care what is going on in my life at the moment because being with him?

It makes all the noise go away.

And it makes me love him even more because of it.

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