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 damn good,” he grunts, his voice rough and gruff as his beard rasps against my skin. His hands claim every inch of me, owning me completely.
He’s so intimidating in the daylight, but when we’re together like this, nothing else matters. Our bodies move together in perfect sync, igniting my mind, leaving my soul exposed and vulnerable, begging for more.
His words are a mixture of desire and regret as they spill from his lips against my heated skin. “I promised myself I’d take my time with you, but hell, Lila.” He peppers kisses across my shoulder blades. “I never stood a chance.” With one hand working my clit with deft movements, he continues, “I’m yours.” His teeth graze the sensitive skin at my neck. “Completely.”
My body is racked with violent breaths as his hands roam over me. His words feel conflicting—both wrong and so right at the same time. I’m hopeless to resist him.
I want to speak, but my words are stuck in my throat as I grip the railing with white-knuckled fists. Jasper's scent surrounds me, intoxicating and all-consuming. His hand tangles in my hair, and his mouth claims mine, his tongue exploring every inch before he pulls away. We gasp for air, the intensity of our kiss leaving my heart pounding against my ribcage, aching for more.
Jasper's voice is raw with desire as he speaks, his hand gently caressing my cheek. Every moment we've spent together over the past few months, I’ve craved to taste him like this. It feels wrong on so many levels, but when I look into his warm, whiskey-colored eyes, all of that fades away.
Jasper is unlike anyone I’ve ever known. Being with him makes me feel alive in a way I never thought possible. He’s the hero of my life.
"I need to be buried deep inside you, in our bed," he whispers against my skin, his rough beard brushing against me.
A smile spreads across my face as he lifts me in his arms, carrying me into his caravan with long strides. I sink into the down comforter as his heavy body presses against mine.
"Welcome home, Lila," Jasper murmurs into my ear before capturing my lips once again. Being with him feels like coming home in a way I can't explain.
My fingers tighten around his toned arms as he trails kisses down my body, teasing and tantalizing every inch of skin until finally reaching my thighs. His lips leave a trail of heat and kisses along the way before settling between my legs.
His touch is electrifying as he massages my soaked folds, sending waves of pleasure through me. My core tightens, and I arch off the bed as Jasper's skilled fingers work their magic.
"Come for me, gorgeous," he whispers huskily in my ear, his hips moving at a different angle while his thumb circles my clit. My breath hitches as I reach the peak, my body trembling with ecstasy.
With Jasper, everything feels perfect and right. And as we lay tangled together in his bed, I know that this is where I belong. Every touch, every kiss, every sensation is like coming home to a place I never knew existed before him.
As he whispers his words, my breath grows shallower, and my body begins to unravel. Just when I can't take it anymore, his fingers leave my skin, and his palms cup my face, his lips pressing against mine in a slow, deliberate rhythm. His tongue explores every inch of my mouth, mimicking the movements of his cock as it slowly pulls out of me.
"Fuck, baby," he murmurs, urging me to relax as his hands caress my backside with tender care. I focus on my breathing, trying to ignore the discomfort of being stretched open.
With practiced skill, he kneads the ring of muscles surrounding my entrance until they finally relax and allow him to penetrate me fully. A rush of pleasure floods through me as his cock fills the forbidden territory of my backside.
"Fuck, babe. You're so tight," he grunts through clenched teeth as his hands roam over my skin, coaxing me into submission. He moves in and out of me at an agonizingly slow pace, taking deep breaths and savoring every inch of me.
I can't help but moan, throwing my head back in ecstasy. The sensations are overwhelming—a mix of pain and pleasure that sends shivers down my spine and causes my muscles to tremble with need.
"Do you like having me here?" he whispers, tugging on my hair gently as he pumps into me harder.
"Yes," I gasp, desperate for more. "Please, Jasper. Faster. Harder."
He complies, thrusting deeper into me with each movement. I reach between my legs to feel for his sac—wet from our earlier activities—and roll them around softly. He groans loudly and picks up the pace, completely owning me with every powerful thrust.