“What are you thinking about?” I snap my gaze up to Jasper’s.
“I’m not sure.” He laughs before he kisses me. Lifting me in his strong arms, he pulls me into his lap so that I’m straddling him.
“What are you doing?” I look down at the pure lust in his eyes. How does he make me feel so
fucking special?
Without speaking, he lifts my skirt running his finger between my folds finding that sweet spot. I drop my head onto his shoulder savoring every touch of his calloused fingers.
Jasper shifts me in his lap to pull his jeans down slightly. I watch his rock hard dick pop free so ready to take me. Sliding my hand down his chest I grip the steal length of him. Stroking him up
and down his head falls back. Deciding to be brave, I slide off his lap and onto my knees in front of him; he shudders as my lips touch the tip.
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