Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
"You feel so good," he growls, wrapping one arm around my body and expertly massaging my clit. Waves of pleasure unfurl deep within me, causing my body to go limp and my moans to grow louder.
"I can't get enough of you," he confesses, his hips moving in time with the rhythm of his words. "You're fucking perfect."
My body quivers and writhes in pleasure, sensations swirling around my head and coursing through my veins. Gasps escape my lips as his thrusts quicken, his fingers tightening on the flesh of my ass, driven by a primal need that has been uncaged. I groan, feeling him twitch and release inside me, his chest heaving with exertion. Slowly, his pace slows to a stop, and he leans over me, trapping me with his chiseled form pressed against mine. I can't move even if I wanted to, and I don't want to. One hand grips his beard while the other circles his neck as we burn together. Jasper's hand roams over my body, kneading my breast and pinching and twisting my nipple, sending waves of pleasure rippling through me.
As my orgasm subsides, the world tilts before my eyes, everything blurring into a haze of pure ecstasy. Panting heavily, Jasper whispers in my ear, "You have no idea what it does to me, having you in my arms like this, filling your sweet, unprotected womb." Before I can respond, he shushes me and tucks me under his arm, cradling me against his broad chest. "Just sleep now," he murmurs, stroking my hair and inhaling its scent.
With a sleepy smile on my lips, I trace the licks of ink decorating his bronzed skin with my fingertips. It's the first time I truly feel him—not just the mystery or the artist or the love-hate man I had known before. Despite all the hurt and baggage in my past relationships, I feel a connection with him that goes beyond words; a deep understanding and acceptance of each other's flaws and desires.
As I drift off to sleep in Jasper's embrace, I know there is much more to come—more passion, more intimacy, and more of him. And for once, I'm not afraid to let myself feel it all.
The rhythm of our breaths, the soft symphony of our shared pleasure, blends with the night sounds, creating a moment of pure, unadulterated love. I feel a connection that goes beyond the physical, binding us together in a way that words can’t describe. Jasper’s touch, his presence, is everything I need in this moment, grounding me, lifting me, making me feel alive in a way I’ve never felt before.
Chapter Eight
Jasper
The stars above us shimmer brightly, as if they’re celebrating our moment of passion. Lila and I lie on the blanket outside my caravan, the world around us fading away.
Her body beneath mine feels like the perfect fit, our movements both tender and urgent. There’s a rhythm to our connection, a silent understanding that guides us. I lean down, capturing her lips in a kiss that’s both soft and demanding, tasting the sweetness of her desire.
“Jasper,” she breathes against my mouth, her voice a seductive whisper that sends shivers down my spine.
I respond with a growl, deepening the kiss, my hands roaming over her body.
“Do you feel it too?” I murmur against her lips, my breath mingling with hers.
She nods, her eyes dark with desire. “Yes, I’ve never felt anything like this.”
I trail kisses down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin, the way she arches into me with every touch. So sensitive to my touch, I love that.
I slide my hands down her sides, feeling the softness of her curves, the heat of her body. Every gasp, every moan, fuels my desire, my need to make her feel everything I’m feeling. I’ve never been this attuned to someone, this connected.
I kiss her again, my hands tangling in her hair, pulling her closer because I can’t get enough. I’ll never get enough of this woman. The night around us feels alive, every star, every breeze, adding to the magic of our union.
“Jasper,” she whispers, her voice filled with contentment. “You feel so right.”
I kiss the top of her head, my heart swelling with emotion. “More right than anything I’ve ever felt in my life.”
I’ve never felt this close to anyone, this connected. With Lila by my side, I know we can face whatever comes next. I wouldn’t want to face life alone, not after being here with her.
“Tell me something,” she says after a while, her voice playful, breaking the silence.
“Anything,” I reply, a smile tugging at my lips.
“What did you think when you first saw me?” Her eyes gleam with curiosity and mischief.
I chuckle, remembering that moment. “I thought you were the most captivating woman I’d ever seen. And I knew I was in trouble.”