Ninety-two

Celia

The feeling of having an orgasm was exhilarating. Jasper had not kissed me, not even thrown me on the bed and slid inside of me but his fingers had been enough to rock my core.

My muscles had gone limp, my entire body had gone limp and I wanted nothing more than to curl up like a ball and go to sleep.

Maybe with him lying beside me as I snuggled up to him. I felt I was in bliss as he slowly pulled out his hand and brought it to his mouth.

No words came to my mind as he one by one licked his fingers clean, making me blush deeper than a maiden who had just seen something explicit.

Was I a maiden anymore? Since when I had become so bold and let someone assault me, my body, and my senses?

His silver eyes were burning as he finished licking his hands and I let my hair fall in front of my face to hide my expression.

What he had said was right…Jasper did not give empty promises. I was still craving for more, still wanting him to assault me, to throw me on the bed, and claim me.

“I…I ca