Page 67 of Memories By the Shore
A crisp nighttime breeze brings a chill to my bare shoulders. I shake with a shiver.
“Are you cold?” Jasper asks, reaching behind us for another blanket.
“A little bit,” I say. I glance around the open field, noticing the vendors beginning to break down their booths as the crowds head toward us for nighttime entertainment.
Jasper wraps the thick fabric around me. “Better?”
“Much,” I coo, slipping my hand underneath his shirt and caressing his stomach. He breaks out in goose bumps. “I love spending these nights with you.”
Jasper smiles. His eyes blaze into mine while the back of his knuckles glide across my cheek. The sounds of the band and the crowds of people are no match for the pounding inside my chest—it vibrates through my ears. Flutters in the pit of my stomach erupt. This time, I don’t have to wait until they pass. Now, I know how to relieve the aches they bring.
“Let’s go to your truck,” I mumble into his ear, then give his earlobe a sharp nibble.
Jasper’s body stiffens. “You got it.”
Adrenaline pumps through my veins as we both get to our feet. Jasper folds the blankets over his arm and grabs my hand with the other. I jump on the balls of my feet as we drop it off at one of the event tables and sprint to his truck.
My thighs clench when we reach the parking lot, and his truck comes into view. It’s hidden in an unlit spot, away from all the commotion of the event. The first time we had sex waspainful, but the last couple of times have been amazing.
As we approach the driver’s side door, Jasper reaches out to open it for me. I waste no time climbing in. Crawling across the leather bench seat, I can feel him slide in after me. I’m still on all fours when his arm comes around my side, scooping me up by my stomach. In a full belly laugh, he flips me on my back.
“This is better,” he growls, positioning himself on top of me.
“Finally, we’re alone,” I purr, nipping at his lower lip.
His elbows are bent on either side of my face as his dark eyes flicker into mine. “I love you.”
Nothing else in the world matters except for us.No one has ever looked at me with the love that he does—not even my parents. I was treated as a simple fixture in their lives—a piece of furniture that was a part of the house. When I spoke, they didn’t look at me. They looked over me. Jasper makes me feel like something. Arealperson worthy of taking up more than just space in the world.
I swallow hard, feeling his length grow in between us. Slipping my hand between us, I slide under the hem of his pants. “I love you too.”
He lets out a groan when I wrap my hand around his cock. He dips to kiss me, deep and passionate. As I stroke him, his tongue darts in and out of my mouth, swirling around to taste every part of me.
“Can I take off your panties?” His gentle request is enough to make my inside throb.
“Yes,” I mumble into his wet lips.
Jasper’s warm hand glides up the outside of my leg, then around to the inside of my thigh and under my sundress. Heslowly pushes up the fabric before hooking a finger under the string of my panties. While he inches it down my legs, my core coats with wetness.Fuck.These sensations are still new to me and highly overwhelming.
I begin to tremble.
He stops. With one leg free, I open for him, letting him position himself between them. “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m perfectly fine,” I say, my voice cracking. “These feelings are still new to me.”
“I’ll go slow again.” He smiles into the sensitive skin on my neck.
Do I want him to go slow?The heat building from within is screaming for relief. My eyes fall closed. “No, don’t go slow. Please go faster.”
He makes eye contact, pausing for a moment. “Are you sure?”
Swallowing hard, I nod.
Suddenly, he grips my ass, yanking me closer into him. Then he lifts and unzips his shorts. His dick springs loose, making my eyes and mouth water. The sight of him is perfect. Heavily breathing, I reach up to cup his face. Bringing him down on top of me, his lips connect with mine right as he thrusts into me.
“Oh,” I whimper, reminded of that brief sting.
With his head buried into my strewn hair, he lets a soft groan. Grabbing my leg, he brings it up to my chest, getting deeper. Force travels up my body, causing me to gasp, but he continues to roll his hips.
