Chapter 4 #2
Then Palmer stepped forward and tentatively wrapped her arms around me. She rested her head on my chest and whispered, "Maybe this will help you remember more."
I felt electricity run through my body as I held her close.
All the tension of the day melted away as I inhaled the sweet scent of her hair and felt her warmth against me.
We stayed like that for a long time, just standing in each other's embrace.
A sudden thought struck me, and I pulled back to look into those beautiful blue eyes of hers.
"Do you think that if we kiss... it might bring back some more memories?"
Palmer lifted a dark brow and smirked. "Trying to kiss me now, ghost boy?"
I grinned back at her and shrugged. "My entire spectral existence, I've been after one thing: figuring out who I was." I stepped closer, purposely crowding her space. "If I get to kiss a beautiful woman in pursuit of that, could you blame me if I was a little excited about it?"
She laughed and shook her head. "No. Not at all.
" Sighing deeply, she stepped forward this time, until we were just a breath apart.
Her eyes widened, and her lips parted in anticipation.
I could feel the heat radiating from her body, and it was intoxicating.
My heart raced as I leaned in to press my lips to hers.
Her lips were like honey, delicious and addictive.
I could taste her. I was able to taste things again. I could feel her lips on mine, feel her body moving against mine. My mind was free-falling into an abyss where only we existed. How could a woman so fierce and fiery have the sweetest flavor?
A thousand more questions swirled around in my head, but all I wanted was this kiss, this moment. Her tongue swept against mine, and I literally moaned, unable to hold back.
I'd been held back for far too fucking long, like the poor, mistreated dogs that lived their lives tied to fucking trees. The chain around my own neck started giving way the second I laid eyes on Palmer. Link by link, the unwanted tether disappeared.
My hand spanned her lower back, and I pulled her closer if that was even possible.
My desperation for her skin against mine was as alive and relentless as a garden in the height of summer.
Vines, stalks, and blooms, reaching higher and higher for the light.
There wasn't a heat from the sun that they'd shy away from.
Her sighs and moans were like music to my ears, as if she were singing a song just for me. I could hear her, hear how she felt. The little noises she made, gods, they made me want so much more.
And just like a sunflower stretching for the sun, I realized something about myself. Whoever I was, whoever I am, I'd risk being burned by her a hundred times over rather than chance never feeling her fire at all.
Time seemed to stand still as the intensity of our kiss increased with every passing second.
As if on cue, memories flooded back into my head: being a boy with Felix and Talon, laughing carefree under the sun; practicing sword fighting with them; playing games around campfires late at night; chasing each other around the castle halls like wild animals; dancing during festivals.
Palmer pulled away from me abruptly, and I blinked as the memories stopped.
"What happened?" I asked, looking into her wide blue eyes nervously. "It's working."
Palmer nodded. "I know it's working. I saw..."
"Y-you saw?" My jaw dropped as I realized she'd seen what I had.
"All of it. When you beat Talon at sword fighting, he threw a fit. He broke your wooden sword, and then you broke his nose..." she trailed off, her voice full of wonder and shock.
I laughed deeply. "He was, and sometimes still is, a little bitch."
"How is this possible, Jasper?"
"I wish I knew, but I'm glad it is." I reached out and took her hand. "I want you to know what I do. I want you to trust me, Palmer. This way, you'll have no doubt. You're learning what I am at the exact same time."
She looked at me with a vulnerability that I hadn't seen before. "Well then, we’d better keep going," she said softly.
I smiled and squeezed her hand. "Not here. Come on, I know the perfect place."
Without another word, we left the living room and floated up the stairs until we reached a large door at the end of the hallway. I opened it to reveal a spacious guest room with dark wood floors and minimalistic decor that matched the rest of the space.
"Nobody ever uses this room," I said as we stepped inside.
Palmer closed her eyes for a moment before turning to me with a look of determination on her face. "We still need answers," she said firmly.
I nodded and pulled her close once again, feeling her soft curves against my body as an intense wave of desire coursed through me. She looked up at me expectantly, and I knew that whatever happened next would change us forever.
I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her hard, reigniting a fire deep within me.
She moaned as our bodies melted together, and I felt the tension between us that had been growing finally burst into flames.
Without breaking our kiss, I gripped her ass and hoisted her up, loving the way she wrapped her legs around my hips.
When she ground her core against my cock I thought I was definitely going to die a second time. I could feel her heart hammering against my chest as we effortlessly moved together like this wasn't the first time we'd done this. No, it was as though we'd done this dance together a thousand times.
The world around us seemed to vanish, and I felt free from all doubts, worries, and fears. My hands ran along her body as her fingers wound through my hair, and my scalp tingled along my hairline, setting off goosebumps across my entire body.
I laid her down, not wanting to break the connection but eager to see more of her, to explore every inch of her. Her skin felt like silk beneath my touch, and with every caress, my desire for her grew more intense.
"You feel so fucking good," I growled, low and deep, breaking our kiss long enough to run my tongue up the column of her throat.
Palmer turned her head, baring her neck to me, and she breathed out a sharp gasp when I nipped her skin. All of my senses were heightened—every tiny movement, sound, or smell was amplified tenfold.
Palmer looked at me with an awe-filled wonder in her eyes as she whispered softly, "What kind of lover will you be?"
I smiled before dipping my head lower to brush my lips against hers in a feather-light kiss. "Probably a selfish one," I admitted.
Her nails dug into my back, through my t-shirt. "It's been a long time for you." Her hands slid down to the hem of my shirt, and I shifted my weight, letting her pull the damn thing up and over my head.
"The wait was worth it," I said, and found that I absolutely meant it. The most painful part of being a ghost for so long, the waiting, had somehow evaporated. The anger and boredom vanished and were replaced with lust and desire.
"Take what you need, Jasper," she panted as she trailed those big blue eyes down the length of my now bare chest.
"Oh, I think you've misunderstood me." My fingers reached for the waistband of her shorts. I glanced at her and smirked. "When I said I was going to be selfish, it wasn't about my own pleasure."
Her hips lifted as I slid her shorts down, revealing a tiny pair of lacy black panties. "Fuck," I cursed, trailing my fingertips over the intricate pattern of skulls. "I'm going to wring as many orgasms from your sexy body as possible."
Palmer's cheeks flushed deeper with my declaration. She sat up and silently removed her shirt, keeping her eyes on mine as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. The straps slid down her arms slowly, teasing me as more and more of her body was revealed.
She let the bra fall away, and my cock thumped in my jeans at the sight of her breasts. "You're so fucking beautiful," I groaned, my fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties, and I pulled them toward me, encouraging her closer.
My head lowered to her chest, and her back arched as I took her nipple into my mouth. Every sound she made, every moan or sigh, was like a bucket of cold water being thrown over me. I groaned in pleasure while my cock strained painfully, desperate for release.
Her fingers dug into my shoulders tightly as I kissed and sucked on her nipples. She tasted so fucking sweet, and I couldn't get enough of her.
I kissed my way down her stomach, pausing at her belly button before continuing lower. Her nails dug into my scalp as my lips found her sweet spot through the black lace of her panties.
"Oh gods, yes," she cried out as my tongue tapped against her clit.
I pulled her panties down her legs and tossed them aside, exposing her to me fully. She was even more beautiful than I'd imagined.
Palmer spread her legs, revealing her glistening cunt.
Her small fingers circled her opening, and she moaned as she brought those wet fingers to her clit.
Her eyes fluttered shut as she touched herself, and something inside of me snapped.
A line of fire moved down my spine, and my hand shot out, wrapping around her wrist.
Her eyes snapped open as I leaned in and brought those soaked fingers to my mouth. "Taste me, Jasper."
My body shook as my tongue flicked out, and the flavor of her hit my system.
With my free hand, I unbuttoned my jeans, unable to take the restraint any longer.
I twitched as the cool air hit my already leaking dick.
My mouth wrapped around her fingers, and I sucked and twirled my tongue over them, savoring every bit of her desire.
"Fuck, you taste so good," I moaned against her fingers.
My hands gripped her hips once again, pulling her ass to the edge of the bed, and I dove in headfirst. Flicking my tongue against her clit, I drew it into my mouth and sucked gently, teasing.
She moaned as I slipped two fingers between her lips, and I watched in fascination as they disappeared inside of her.
I hooked them and latched onto her clit once more, causing her to arch her back as she dug her nails into my shoulders.
Another moan fell from her lips, and her legs parted further, her knees dropping to the bed. My cock twitched at the sight of her wide open for me, so ready and willing. Thank fuck that somewhere in my subconscious, I knew how to do this.
Palmer's head fell back, and her breasts rose and fell as she moaned and writhed under the ministrations of my mouth and fingers.
She screamed as her hips bucked against my face and her fingers twisted into my hair.
I sucked harder, growling as I pulled her clit into my mouth, tugging and rolling my tongue against it.
Palmer's fingers tightened into fists as she squeezed her eyes shut. "Jasper," she called out, her voice shaking with her mounting orgasm. I could sense it—the trembling of her thighs, the way her belly quivered with each breath.
"Come for me," I moaned against her wet skin. "I want to hear you scream my name."
Palmer threw her head back, and her body bowed as she cried out. Her thighs squeezed me as she came hard. She collapsed against the bed breathlessly as she rode the waves of her climax. My tongue wasn't done with her, though. Oh no. Far from it. I licked her slowly, worshipping at her altar.
Palmer's hands gripped my hair, encouraging me to continue. She moaned softly in appreciation as I lapped against her sensitive skin. The first orgasm had been hard and intense. This one was going to be slow and prolonged. I was going to milk every last drop she had to offer.
I looked up at her and grinned. "I love how you taste. You might be a badass, but look at you." I kissed the inside of her thigh. "Look at the way you're just lying here, spread open for me to eat."
Her cheeks flushed, and she nodded silently, lifting her hips to my mouth.
She was so responsive, so eager, and I was going to give her exactly what she needed.
I licked her clit softly and slid my tongue down, desperate to feel her walls clench around me.
A deep moan escaped her as my tongue slipped within her.
"Jasper," she whispered, awe in her tone. Both of her hands cupped my face as she pulled me even closer. "Like that, yes, just like that."
I pulled back, just enough to speak my words against her pussy. "I've seen what this body is capable of. I saw the mess you made with Misha at the lighthouse, and I want it. I need you to drown me."
"Come here," she demanded, pulling me to her by my hair. Her lips met mine in a frenzied kiss, and the next thing I knew, I was on my back, loving the feel of her weight atop me.
My hands sank into her full ass cheeks, and I guided her to move up to my face. "This what you need to give me what I want? You want to sit on my face?"
"Put your tongue in me, and no matter what I say, don't stop until you get what you need," she demanded and I groaned as pre-cum dripped from my cock and landed on my belly. A flash of something teased my mind as I gripped her hips.
"Watch this," I said, somehow knowing I was capable of this.
Her blue eyes looked down at me, pinned by her hips as I opened my mouth, and my tongue snaked out, lapping at her clit before extending to her thigh and up her abdomen.
When it lapped against her tight little nipple, the excitement was enough to make me come on the spot.
"Holy shit," she whispered. "Can you make it thicker, too?"
Winking, I focused and watched as it expanded. Fuck, I loved being a demon. I drew it back into my mouth and grabbed her waist. "Now, I'm going to fuck you with my tongue, and you're going to explode all over me."
I tilted my head back and pulled her beautiful pussy right onto my open mouth. I had one mission at this moment.
To be thoroughly and completely marked by her scent.