Page 95 of Witch Unbound
He exhaled through his nose. “That’s fine. Just make sure you shower before you come back.”
I bit back a smile. “This isn’t about se—”
He held up a hand. “No. Don’t want to talk about it. I get why you need to be with him. We don’t need to go into details.”
I pushed up on my toes and kissed his jaw. “I love you. I’ll see you in the morning.”
I rejoined Jasper in the lounge and he set his cup down. He looked wiped, like he could sleep for a week.
I held out my hand. “Hey, let’s go to bed.”
He took my hand, and a wickedly delicious smile bloomed on his sexy, cruel lips.
My pulse fluttered. “Sleep, Jasper. That’s all. You need to rest.”
He gripped my fingers and tugged me onto his lap, arms tightening like steel bands around my waist.
“What I need is to be buried balls deep inside you, but barring that, I’ll take a taste.”
The world shattered, chill biting at my skin as Jasper made a jump, taking me with him.
* * *
Jasper’snaked body moved over mine, skin against skin, hands tangled in my hair, mouth on mine in a deep kiss that connected our very souls. His arousal pulsed between us, kissing my slick heat, running over it and building a tension between us that would only end in satisfaction for the both of us.
For the first time in forever, the unique connection between us thrummed and vibrated, bright and vibrant, and the tugging at my solar plexus intensified as our kisses deepened. This was new. This was different. Sex with Jasper was always pleasurable, but this…this was more than sex. This was making love.
We locked gazes and my body tightened, breath hitching and twisting in my chest as he pushed me over the edge. He ravaged my mouth with a moan, cock throbbing, hips jerking as the heat of climax spread between us.
We ground together for long minutes, milking the release for every drop, mouths locked as we breathed for each other.
As we floated back to earth, he broke the kiss with soft, gentle pecks and smoothed my hair back to look deep into my eyes.
“Jasper…” I lifted my chin, begging for more kisses.
He delivered, lips trailing along my jaw and up to the corners of my mouth before skimming over my lips.
“I missed you…” I stroked his cheek with the tips of my fingers.
His hand hugged my throat, thumb sweeping along my jaw to drag at my lip. I flicked out my tongue to taste him and his cock jumped against me in response.
He chuckled softly before sobering. “I love you, Cora. As much as a creature like me can.” His gaze was intense, mapping my features as if committing them to memory.
A bolt of foreboding lanced through me. “I love you too, Jasper.” I traced his jaw. “Don’t leave me again.”
His expression was one of pained anger. “I don’t want to. I never want to.”
He kissed me with desperation and longing, and my chest tightened as a frisson of fear shot through me, because there was no way to keep him here. No way to stop him being dragged back to the abyss.
I cupped his face and pulled back to lock gazes with him. “If you’re taken again, I will find you. I promise I’ll bring you back.”
He dropped his forehead to mine and inhaled. “If I’m taken again, I want you to leave me. Don’t come after me. I may not remember where I was, but I know it’s not a place I want you to go.” His hand on my throat tightened a fraction, and his eyes blazed a trail across my face before locking with my gaze. “Promise me, Cora.”
I stared back at him, stubborn and resolute. “No. I won’t promise you that.”
He made a sound of exasperation, forcing my chin up. “Dammit, Cora.”
“Fuck you, Jasper.” I said it softly, the words aching with love.
