Page 77 of Memories By the Shore
God, he feels good.
I let my head fall back, resting it on his shoulder. Within no time, his soft lips find my neck. It’s game over for me when he makes contact with my skin. I twist to face him, gripping the counter’s edge behind me. Jasper’s deep brown eyes blaze with heat. His hands thread through my hair, making my scalp tingle. My eyes close, enjoying the feel of him crowding my space.
Jasper lowers his head, bringing his mouth within an inch of mine. “Thanks for having breakfast with me,” he mutters. “And for what we did before breakfast.”
My body melts under his touch. “Of course.”
“But, Arizona?” he says, gliding his tongue along my bottom lip. Unconsciously, mine darts out and licks the flat part of his. A groan rumbles in the back of his throat. “But I’m not done.”
My stomach drops. “You’re not?”
“Turn around.”
I nip at his lip. “What, no sweet, gentle sex?”
“I’m not a kid anymore, and neither are you. So, bend. The. Fuck. Over,” he demands, pausing between each word.
I gasp, and my panties almost drop themselves. Fuck.How could he have gotten sexier with age?Before I realize what’s happening, Jasper is flipping me around. The cold granite meets my bare skin with a vengeance. I hear him lower to his knees behind me.
Jasper’s hands slide up my legs and under my dress. His fingers hook my panties and yank them down while I shimmy my hips until they pile at our feet. The sound of him unlatching his belt buckle ricochets off the vaulted ceilings, but I’m still unprepared for the sheer force of him railing into me.
“Fuck, Jasper.” I lunge forward with my palms slapping the counter as I brace myself.
Craning my head up and back, I capture Jasper’s mouth. His kiss is hungry and desperate and raw. Our tongues tangle in the agony of making up for lost time. He claws at my hips, moving them back and forth while my insides clench around him. Reaching up behind his head, I pull him deeper. Panting, his quick, short breaths fill my throat. I breathe him in, feral enough to crawl inside him forever, but allowing him to be inside me instead. Slapping flesh fills the room and does nothing more but enhance my need.
Suddenly, Jasper reaches down to massage the bundle of nerves between my legs. The shock on my sensitive area causes my head to drop, but he catches it with his other hand, forcing me to remain connected to his lips. Sharing the same breath, we move together, his touch so similar to before, but with a new commanding way to it.
“God, I missed your touch,” I moan.
Panting, he continues to thrust in and out of me a few more times. The sound of pleasure continues to fill this sleepy beach house.Nothing else matters. Nothing else exists.
Without warning, Jasper’s body stiffens behind me. His movements become frantic. Scared that my pleasure will end with him pulling out, a cloud of lust masks my judgment. I arch my back, forcing him to stay.
A deep, heavy groan thunders through his chest and mine. Tingles weave through my body from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. I buck into him harder as he spills everything into me.Fuck.
“Nothing will ever compare to this.” His voice is husky and still laced with need. “I missed you so much.”
I lift myself off of him and turn around. “Upstairs?”
His pupils dilate as a sly smile transforms his face. “Fuck, yes.”
Who needs sleep anyway?
Chapter Twenty-Four
Then
Avery
Helen and I spent the entire morning in the city buying furniture and accessories for my dorm room. The day I’d been looking forward to for years was overshadowed by the heavy emotions of knowing in just a few weeks, I’d no longer see Jasper every day.
We haven’t spoken about how we will move forward or if we’ll continue seeing each other. I can’t imagine we wouldn’t be, but every time I bring it up, he pushes it aside and says,we’ll figure it out.
“I’m so excited for you.” Helen beams, taking the last few bags of new bedsheets and towels into the house. “Your dorm room is going to be so cute.”
I smile. Helen and I have become close this summer. She’s like a mom and big sister wrapped into one. “Thank you for coming with me.”
Out of breath, she sets the rest of my stuff on the bed in the guest bedroom. “Oh, honey, of course. I love it.”
