Chapter 28
After all she’d been through, Jasper was amazed Savannah wanted more than a quick shower and to sleep. But, if he were being honest, he wasn’t a damn bit tired either. His body was on fire like never before. The last few months had been the worst months of his centuries-long life. Now the sight of the woman he loved luxuriating in the cramped shower—sadly, no room for two—had his manhood straining at the seams of his worn jeans. She had only grown in beauty, and that precious baby bump… that did things to his soul he’d never imagined possible.
A family. Was it truly possible?
She hummed “Singing in the Rain” as her hands rubbed the sudsy washcloth over her breasts. She’d insisted on keeping the shower door open for his viewing pleasure. What a tease! He should run to someone else’s trailer and beg use of their shower just to speed things up, but damn… he couldn’t leave her for a moment.
So, he suffered with the physical longing and sheer frustration of not being able to tuck her into his embrace and never ever let go. And he would swear she was purposefully taking her sweet time. The show she provided had his cock ready to explode without a touch.
Water cascaded down her hair, pulling out the tangles until it formed a sleek glossy mat of ebony to her shoulders where it morphed into near silver-white to flow down to her plump ass. Despite Savannah’s insistence on returning to her platinum locks as soon as the baby was born, Jasper found the new look exotic and sexy.
Her hands eased the suds out of her hair, strand by strand.
Damn! What he wouldn’t do to have those hands…
A giggle erupted from the shower encasement.
“Enjoying this, are you? You’ve developed a kink for torturing me while you were away?” he growled, a moment away from feeding his impulse to yank her out of the shower to devour her until her voice gave way from screaming his name in ecstasy. He’d show her a level of torment she’d never imagined.
“Yes.” The next giggle was accompanied by Savannah pivoting to face him, soap bubbles racing down her chest, over her belly, to dip into that precious enclave of delight he so wanted to explore, then to run down her toned, shapely legs. “I dreamed of this moment for… for however long… not important now. One part of me”—she ran her hands over her own chest, cupping her breasts—“wants nothing more than to slowly torment us both for eternity.”
“And the other?” his voice cracked. It had been what he’d been thinking too, after all. But now…
“The other wants you to plunge so deep into me and so hard, and not stop until we’re on the verge of taking our last gasps of air. I need…” one of her hands dipped lower, over her belly to disappear underneath.
A shudder raced through Jasper’s soul. He realized he was going to cum before he even laid one finger on her glorious body.
Her head fell back as a delectable moan purred past her lips. It undid any restraint he’d ever envisioned having.
Still covered in dirt from head to toe, he reached into the tiny shower stall and grabbed her by the hand. “You can finish your shower later. Right here. Right now. You. Are. Mine.”
Not bothering to towel her off, Jasper pulled her out of the tight bathroom into the not much bigger bedroom. He pressed her down onto the over-soft mattress with fresh cotton sheets and a lone overstuffed goose feather pillow. He made a mental note that one day soon, he’d shower her with luxuries she’d never seen in a five-star resort with a heart-shaped bed outfitted in pure silk and a shower and a tub that could fit them both with enough room for some acrobatic maneuvers.
Savannah didn’t speak, only emitted another cute giggle while guiding one of his hands up her leg, the other over her belly bump to cup one breast. “Touch me.”
Well, he certainly wasn’t going to argue with her soft-spoken command.
“Do you want the slow, enjoy every inch of each other lovemaking or the I’m-going-to-explode fucking? Your wish is my command.” Blood rushed through his body, pounding in his ears to the point he couldn’t hear her reply.
But he had no problem reading the answer falling from her lips intermixed with the devilish glint in her eyes.
He was more than happy to oblige.
***
From the moment they’d stepped into her rundown trailer, the pulsating need in her core had enveloped her until all she could think of was Jasper fucking her until they both broke into a million pieces. A mere second of doubt about if it would be unsafe for the baby had her prolonging satisfaction, but the slow tease display she’d provided while showering had made her desire more urgent. If he didn’t take her now, Savannah suspected she’d spontaneously combust.
Lucky for her, Jasper was just as agitated with the same need. It had been obvious with his cock straining the buttons of his jeans’ crotch and the way he kept awkwardly readjusting himself while he washed her bathe.
When he’d asked her how she wanted it, his expression had been that of a savage predator assessing its prey and it had her panting with anticipation. When she’d answered him, “Fuck. Me. Now,” his sensual lips had curled up, then he’d pounced.
In one swift motion, he ripped the shirt from his body and shucked out of his jeans while maintaining eye contact with her. His gaze never left her naked, prone body.
The bed creaked under his weight as he crawled up to nestle between her legs, his cock glistening with a bead of cum already. On instinct, Savannah pushed to a sitting position. The desire to lick that yummy goodness was irresistible. But he shoved her back down.
Shaking his head, he wagged one finger in front of her face. “Not now, love. Plenty of time for play later.” Then the finger dipped down to her swollen-with-need cunt and pressed into her.
Savannah nearly exploded into an orgasm with just that one soft touch. She ached for him to fill her completely, to be joined with him as one until the end of time if that were possible. A moan escaped her lips and her hips automatically rocked up to take in his whole finger.
Jasper’s answering growl was the only sound she heard before the finger slipped away, flicking her clit on the way out to be replaced with his glorious, rock-hard cock. Nothing tender or slow. He rammed into her full force, all the way in.
Savannah’s world lit on fire. He didn’t move for a moment or two, just stayed seated in her up to the base of his manhood. And she’d never been more turned on and on the verge of exploding before. The muscles of her pussy spasmed around him, eliciting a feral rumble from Jasper’s chest. Slowly, he began to ease himself out until his tip rubbed against her clit, then… thrust back in fully.
No slowing down this time. His arms wrapped around her, pulled her to a sitting position straddling him. He held her firmly in place as he pumped into her repeatedly. Not little push and pull movements, but fully pull out then plunge all the way back in thrusts.
There was no escape from the pounding desire that drove them onward. Hell, she’d already orgasmed the moment he’d first drove into her. But that had only been the lead up to the soul-splitting release building in her now. Over and over, her body jolted with new, unspeakable pleasure. Every movement of his cock sent blinding rays of joy pulsing through her. Not just her body, but her soul acquiesced to their unity, to the blissful sensations that pitched her over the edge and into a realm of fulfillment never before experienced.
They both roared as their ultimate releases found them both simultaneously.
Collapsing in each other’s arms against the squeaky mattress, Jasper’s arms enveloped her, tucking her into his body. “Get a little rest, my love. We have so much more to enjoy.”
***
Rest? Ha! That had been a joke. No sooner had their breathing calmed, Jasper’s cock had hardened and was ready to party. Lucky for him, Savannah had been on the same wavelength—ready, willing, and able.
She took control, allowing him to bask in her ministrations. Savannah obviously had decided there was still no need for the slower, teasing, taunting approach. Not yet anyway.
In one swift move, she’d turned and flung her leg over him and rolled to a kneeling position with her knees planted at the sides of his hips. The tip of his cock rubbed against her soaking wet swollen folds.
She dipped down, allowing his tip to press against her entrance, then rocked her hips away.
“Tease,” he growled.
A wicked grin crept up her face. “Oh, none of that now. I’m just showing you who’s the boss.” She sat down on him, taking in his manhood as far as it could go while her head fell back, and her lips parted in a satisfied moan. “I would willingly die just like this, joined for eternity making love.”
Her hips lifted, sliding her pulsing cunt along his cock until it almost popped out, but she slid back down in one swoop. Her eyes closed and her mouth open in an “O.” She didn’t waste any more time teasing. Her movements sped to a fever pitch, bringing him close to the edge of oblivion.
Jasper’s hands gripped her ass cheeks, trying to wrench control from her, but Savannah wouldn’t be denied. Leaning backward, one of her hands propped her up while the other took hold of his balls, squeezing softly. Her pace never slowed.
He moved his hands around the front, one crushing a breast in his grasp with the thumb and forefinger pinching while the other slipped to her slick clit to fondle and tease the sensitive nub, knowingly elevating the pain/pleasure principle rocking them both.
Her cries grew, her pace quickened, and the moment Jasper felt her muscles spasming around his cock, he burst with such force that they both howled into what was left of the night.
Panting, Savannah fell back against the bed, his manhood still safely encased in her warmth. For a woman with a significant baby bump, he was enthralled at her continued agility.
Just as Jasper’s eyelids drooped, she began moving again, sliding up and down his growing cock.
No. There would be no rest for the wicked.