Page 54 of Memories By the Shore
Lying underneath Jasper, our heartbeats are synchronized, and it is something from out of this world. I understand now why I wasn’t interested in any other guy. They were self-centered and immature, and I barely breathe the same air as them. I thought I was the issue, but it wasn’t me—it’s that none of them were Jasper Collins.
He is my person, and I’m so lucky to have found him at only eighteen years old.
“Me too.” Jasper’s warm, inviting lips meet mine in an all-consuming kiss.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Jasper’s elbows are bent at the sides of my face, and his palms are cupping my cheeks. He hovers over me, caging and locking me in place.
“Yes, more than anything.” My eyes dart around the room, unable to focus through the trembling.
“Avery.” Jasper angles his head, forcing eye contact. He captures my gaze, leading me back to the center. “Breathe.”
Violently shaking, I part my lips to take in a breath of precious air. “Okay.”
“Are you ready?”
I lick my lips, then nod. Terrified, excited, and full of adrenaline, I let Jasper’s legs spread mine. In one swift motion, Jasper presses a deep kiss onto my lips while entering me with a commanding yet gentle thrust.
“Ohh,” I groan. With a light sting and a dull ache, he fills me.
“God, Avery,” he grunts, but his body immediately stills. “You’re okay?”
A tear slips from under my eyelid and rolls down my cheek. A million emotions rage through me. “Yes.”
Jasper wipes the wetness with his thumb with a smile. “Make sure you talk to me.”
He throbs inside a few times before thrusting deeper. Another groan leaves my lips.
Jasper’s misted forehead rests against mine. His body moves slowly and thoughtfully, but his pants get louder. “I love you,” he whispers.
Oh my god.Another roll of his hips, teasing a sensitive spot at the top of my clit. “I love you too.”
With another deep thrust, he pulls back. “You do?”
Smiling up at the millions of emotions written on his face, I answer him. “Yes, I do so much.”
With a smile wider than I’ve seen, Jasper’s slow thrusts become more frantic. My hips move in sync with his motions. A mix of pain and pleasure and connectedness travels through my veins like a drug.
A low grunt escapes from the back of my throat, and suddenly, his body stiffens above me. His limbs lock into place. “Fuck. I love you so much.”
I kiss his face, wanting to feel every bit of him. “You feel so good.”
Jasper releases everything inside me, then falls onto me.
“Oh my god,” Jasper labors in a breathy explosion of words. His head, resting on my chest, moves with the sharp rise and fall of my lungs. Cradling him with both arms, our bodies slick with sweat. “I can’t lose you.”
“You’re never going to,” I reply wholeheartedly, brushing his hair away from his wet forehead.
Chapter Seventeen
Then
Jasper
“Did Avery have a good time?” my dad asks as soon as I walk into the office.
I smile to myself, thinking about the awesome night Avery and I had for her birthday. Waking up that next morning after we’d finally had sex was unreal. She is perfect, and I love her so much. I didn’t think I could get more protective over her, but I have. I’ve only slept with a handful of girls before her—none were virgins, but the way Avery’s body is made for mine is un-fucking-believable.
“She loved it,” I tell him, leaving out the intimacy part, although I’m sure he knows. I slink into my office chair, just returning from an early morning lesson. I haven’t seen my dad since Avery’s birthday dinner. “I thought she wasn’t going to go through with the tattoo, but she did.”
