Page 52 of Memories By the Shore
“Jasper,” I whisper, taking it all in. Two double doors on the back wall are cracked open, with the crisp breeze from the ocean flowing through.
Jasper places our bags in the corner of the room.
“This place is going to be mine.”
“Oh my gosh.” Dragging my eyes across each space in this little area, I instantly fall in love. The home is cozy even with all the repairs to be done. To the left, I can barely make out a short hallway with a bedroom and bathroom. Behind us is a small eat-in kitchen. “I love it so much.”
“Joe’s parents used it as a summer beach house growing up. Then it became a rental, but now that his parents are older and haven’t been able to keep up with it, Joe offered to sell it to me.” He rushes out like he’s been keeping this bottled up for too long. “I plan to live in it while renovating, then use it as a rental later.”
“You are incredible, Jasper Collins.” I slowly walk over to him and slide my hands around his waist. “Do you know that?”
He cups my face, his deep brown eyes bounce between mine. “Happy birthday, Arizona.”
“Thank you,” I say quietly.
“Will you stay here with me tonight?” He leans in and kisses the corner of my mouth but doesn’t pull back right away.
My eyelids fall closed. I melt into him, letting my front become flush with his. “Of course.”
Chapter Sixteen
Then
Avery
My body trembles with nerves. I’m about to give myself to Jasper. I don’t know if he knows yet, but he might suspect.
“I have to tell you something,” I begin, a lump lodged in my throat.
He creates a trail of wet kisses from the side of my mouth, along my jaw, and down the sensitive skin on my neck. I break out in goose bumps. “What is it?”
“I’ve—” I take in a deep breath, mustering up the courage to tell him. “I’ve never had sex before.”
Jasper lifts his head, bringing his flared eyes to meet mine. “You’re a …?
I nod, rubbing my lips together, somewhat ashamed.
“Thank you.” A subtle smile cracks the corners of his mouth.
“For what?” I ask, confused.
“For choosing me,” he mumbles, leaning in to kiss me.
“Oh, Jasper,” I moan, eyes falling closed. “You’re it for me.”
Jasper continues kissing along my jawline, before reaching theflicker of my pulse. He presses a kiss on my pebbled skin, then he lets it linger before lifting to meet my eyes. “Can I show you how much I care for you?”
The hard thuds of my heart vibrate through my ears, and now that’s all I can hear. “Okay.”
Jasper’s eyes darken. Pinching the straps on my dress between two fingers, he gently slides it off my shoulder. Then does the same with the other. My dress slips off, piling on the floor at my feet.
A sharp inhale captures my breath, with my hands at my sides, in only a bra and panties. Not much different than the bikinis I spend my days in, but these feel more intimate.
Jasper’s knuckles run along the length of my forearm, grazing my skin with gentle pressure. Without a word, I clasp a string of his shorts and give it a light tug. The tie comes undone.
“Take them off,” he commands.
I swallow hard as my fingers find the elastic on his waistband. Giving them one forceful tug, they fall to the floor. Jasper’s dick springs free.
