"I liked that shirt." He smirked.
I was already working on his belt, fumbling with it. He took my hands in his, guiding me backwards to the bed. He lay me down gently, using his arms to hover above me. I watched as he finished taking his belt off, followed by his pants and boxers. I was almost drooling at this point. The man was perfect, every line, every curve of him. The ache inside me intensified, and I grabbed his shoulder.
"Please." I gasped. "Please, take me."
Jaspers eyes flattened to pure black at my words. His mouth came down to mine, kissing me greedily. His hand slid down to undo the button on my jeans, and then he was pulling them off. When he started rubbing me over my underwear, I nearly lost my mind. I moaned loudly, wiggling my hips, wanting him to take this further, fas
