His words leave me stunned, or maybe it's the influence Jasper has over me that leaves my mind blank... I don't know, I just give in completely. His hot kisses down my neck, up my jaw and once again finding my lips make my entrance burn even hotter.Jasper's tongue seeks mine in a hungry intertwining as his hands move my hips again, encouraging me to ride him again. I obey, giving in to the rhythm he imposes both in the kiss and in the way I'm jerking my hips, rolling my belly, colliding our skins that meet in a hollow sound.I feel an intense pleasure creeping up on me, chilling my skin whenever the tip hits the sensitive spot inside me. And maybe this feeling is good for Jasper too, because he's moaning hoarsely and breathing heavier and heavier..."I can't stand it, Reddy..." He says suddenly, thrusting his hips up and pulling all the hard-on out of me, eliciting a grunt from me. "I've already been too passive with you."Again, I don't quite understand his words, but his movements
"It's really a shame to lose you, Miss Davis... But we understand your decision." Dean says, looking at me with a sympathetic expression. He's not an easy man to show emotion to, but I can sense that he's really sad about losing me. "You're one of the best students at this college, and you've just brought home a trophy for our institution... Come to think of it, isn't there any way to change your mind?"I give a soft smile, "I'm afraid not."He returns my smile and then scratches his gray beard, "Well, at least I tried.""Thank you for everything you've done for me." I say, with true gratitude shining in my eyes. "I'll go my own way from now on, but I'll always carry the kindness you and the teachers have shown me."I notice emotion reflecting in his eyes, wetting his eyelashes so discreetly that I hardly notice it. If it hadn't been for my even sharper senses, I wouldn't have noticed."Go on, child... I wish you the best."Now I'm the one fighting emotion as I say goodbye to him and
The journey was very smooth, but as Jasper had already said, his town is really in the countryside. The hours we spent on the road were long, but with the music on the radio and our silly banter, the time passed so quickly that I hardly noticed.As we drove further into the interior of the state, the denser the pine forest became. I felt anxious about being swallowed up by the green landscape, but whenever uncertainty took over my mind, I would look at Jasper, his serene countenance, his silly smile that he always gave when he noticed my eyes on him.And every time our gazes met, butterflies danced in my stomach."We're almost there..." He says, catching my eye, but he keeps his eyes fixed on the road and his hands firmly on the steering wheel, "Keep looking, Reddy... you're about to see the biggest, most beautiful lake of your life."Anticipation burns in me and, as he opens the roof of the car, the wind starts to ruffle my hair. I lean over the door, my eyes fixed on the horizon...
I couldn't believe my eyes. My lips part, but no sound escapes through them. In fact, even if any words dared to be said, they would probably be lost in the loud music that makes the bodies around me move. I feel sick. I rub my eyes, smearing the makeup that I put on just because he called me here… Someone bumps into my body, and I don't dare complain because I know it's my fault for standing in the middle of the dance floor. But I am frozen in place, my throat dry, trying to understand if what I see before me is true. Yes, it's the truth. My boyfriend is really dancing with Alice Moore, their body is clung together. My perfect boyfriend, handsome and popular… Honestly, I never understood exactly what Bryan saw in me, being my complete opposite. I'm just an eighteen-year-old nerd who isn't concerned about clubs like this, drink, and music so loud it seems to reverberate inside your head. But even with our differences, I tried my best to love him. And I thought that I did. But
Outside the club, I immediately regret it when the cold breeze touches my skin and shakes my red hair, bringing some sense to my hot head. I swallow hard when I notice that he's getting into a limousine.A limousine!I freeze, looking at him startled.“What are you waiting for? Come on, I know a nice place.” He says, calling me with a seductive tone and a subtle gesture with his hand. Everything about him seems soft and natural, as if charm is part of his nature.I blink a few times, and cross my arms, trying to protect myself from the cold that takes over my body.Suddenly, getting into a car with a complete stranger I have just met, and don't even know the name of, doesn't seem like a good idea. He may have saved me from causing a scene, and repeating that traumatic scene, but that doesn't mean that he's a good person.In fact, I can almost smell danger in this man.“You know what, I'm feeling better already. I think I'll pass on the drink.”The man raises his eyebrow, and says with
My eyes open with difficulty, although I seem to be lying on clouds, with a delicious warmth enveloping my body. I blink a few times, trying to adjust my eyes to the comfortable darkness of the room. Then I noticed that this isn't my ceiling. This is not my room. I look down at my body and notice as well that there's also a muscular arm around my waist… my naked waist. I am naked. Oh my Gosh. The memories come flooding back, how Jasper's kiss was able to give me goosebumps and bring unknown sensations, how his delicious scent seemed and still seems to be impregnated into my skin. His touch, his lips sliding up my neck, reaching my breasts, which he kissed with the same desire as my lips, and left me completely aroused… ready to receive him right there, in the limousine. But soon I was in his house, on his lap, while he climbed the stairs and kissed me. The next moment, I was already on his bed, watching the way he unbuttoned his shirt and revealed his defined six-pack abs… And
My nerves are on edge. Maybe it's my open nervousness, but the smell of Jasper is keeping me from concentrating on class. The teacher's words seem so distant. In fact, it's as if everyone around us isn't here, just me and Jasper, with his outstanding presence that makes my skin crawl.More than that, I can feel Jasper's eyes on me… the way his warmth is so close reminds me of the passionate way he held me, how his firm hands could be soft and make me gasp.I bite my lips, bothered by these thoughts.What is wrong with me?“Trouble concentrating?” I hear Jasper's voice sound low and teasing.“Don't talk to me.” I reply harshly, trying to look at the teacher explaining and gesturing at the subject that, honestly, isn't difficult for me, not even a bit. But at that moment, it's as if he's speaking a completely unknown and ancient language.I hear whispering and look at a group of students who are talking quietly among themselves and looking at us. My heart beats rapidly because I also no
I blink a few times, seeing how Jasper is casually holding the perfume bottle so close to my face. At that distance, I can even notice how the veins and nerves bulge in his hands, extending down his arm, until they disappear into the long sleeve of his shirt, that's raised up to his forearm.My heart is beating so fast that I cannot understand exactly what would happen if the glass hit me — or realize that Jasper is slowly lowering his hand and examining my face, bringing his other hand up to my face, as if making sure that I'm really okay. He doesn't exactly touch me, just a lock of my red hair. Then he flashes me a calm, serene smile. Yet, somehow… I can tell that he's angry. It's a feeling, an omen feeling that assaults my chest and makes it tighten. Yes, I know he's angry… Infuriated.This makes my throat suddenly dry.Only then I notice that Lily was screaming. She runs toward me and holds me by the arms, saying desperately, “Oh, m