Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
It was just like a night spent with any friend, like we used to spend nights with people we knew, only now we were doing it as a couple. We’d kiss and touch each other, and it didn’t matter, just the way it shouldn’t, and damn, did I want more nights like this. I wanted our life back, with this new part to us—the one of Sutton and me as a couple.
“All right, let’s do this.” Sutton examined the blocks, trying to find the perfect one to pull.
“He always does this toward the end. Once, he literally took ten minutes to make a move on a game so he made the right one.”
“I was sixteen!” Sutton countered.
“That ain’t an excuse,” I said playfully.
“I love that you guys have been so close most of your life. That’s really special.”
“Nearly every big moment I’ve ever had he’s been a part of,” Sutton replied. “Though if he keeps making fun of me, I’m gonna kick him to the curb.”
Kendra and I both laughed, and she said, “Somehow I doubt that.”
“Just you wait and see.” Sutton continued to look before gently tugging on one of the pieces of wood to pull it free. Just as it was almost out, the whole tower crumpled to the table. “Goddamn it!” Sutton cursed.
Kendra teasingly cheered.
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” I told him. “I still love you even though you suck at Jenga.”
I felt his happiness, this magnetic energy buzzing off him and into me. “I love you too.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Sutton
The second we stepped into the house, Jasper’s mouth was on mine. The kiss was brutal in the best way—demanding, like he was trying to own me with his mouth, and I had to say, I was willing to be possessed by him. Hell, I already was.
We stumbled toward the bedroom, lips fused together, hands wandering, my heart a riot in my chest.
“Fuck, tonight was perfect. I didn’t know I needed that until I had it,” Jasper said, pulling down the neck on my shirt and sucking the skin of my shoulder into his mouth hard enough to mark me.
I shoved a hand down the back of his jeans, cupping his muscular ass. “Same for me.”
Our teeth clanked together when we kissed again. My whole body was feverish, pressure already building in my gut and at the base of my spine. I was always so damn needy for him, like my body required him for survival, but no matter how much I got, it was never enough.
We parted only for Jasper to rip my shirt over my head, then roughly do the same to his. He sucked on my pec the way he’d done my shoulder, making blood rush to the surface, hot and potent. He licked my nipple, making me hiss, then slid his hand down my torso and grabbed my jeans-covered erection. “I love touchin’ this now. Sometimes I just wanna lie with my head in your lap and suck on it, even after you ain’t hard no more. Kinda like how I need your fingers inside me…this never-ending need to be close to you.”
“Fuck, Jasp. You wreck me when you say shit like that.”
“Sometimes I think it’s impossible for you to feel it as strongly as I do, this energy that’s always inside me that gets charged up by you. The thrum of it louder, the vibrations stronger, every time I touch you. Do you feel it? Like the whole world ain’t right if we’re not together?”
“I feel it. Christ, I feel it.”
We started working the button and zipper on each other’s jeans like the fastest one to get the other out of them won everything in the world that would ever make them happy. We shoved down pants and underwear, kicked out of shoes, jerked clothes off until Jasper fell to his knees, his nose buried deep into my pubes, breathing me in.
“Now that I’ve had you, I can’t get enough of you. I swear I could get drunk just off your scent.”
“Who taught you how to do all this dirty talkin’?” I teased.
“Just bein’ real.” He breathed in against my balls, then gave them a lick. He went to my cock next, lashed his tongue over the sweet spot under the head, kissed my crown like it was a precious gift and Jasper wanted nothing more than to worship it. “I spent my life not seein’ the beauty in this—not in receiving it, at least. Not allowing myself to admit the way my heart skipped when I looked at ya. Not acknowledging the beauty in a man’s body and the strength it took to be on my knees for one. You gave me that.”
I cried out when he sucked me into the wet heat of his mouth. Jasper had taken to dick-sucking like a pro. There was a sweet ache in my balls, and I ground my teeth together, already wanting to feed him the load in my nuts. He used his hand along with his mouth, and damned if I didn’t get lost in the sensation, in feeling him and looking at him and how much he wanted to pleasure me.