Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“Then tell me to stop,” he says simply, leaning in even more as his mouth comes closer to mine.
I don’t tell him to stop. Instead, I let my body take over like it did in the dark, and I raise up on my tippy toes, closing the distance between us. My fingers let go of his shirt, and I slide my hand up around his neck, pulling him closer.
My feet leave the ground, and I know we are moving, but my eyes fall closed and I get lost in Jasper. Lost in all the things I’ve ever wanted. That feeling of home slides back into place, and I’m exactly where I’ve always wanted to be. I lost it this morning when I found myself alone in bed, and I want it back now more than ever. Maybe we can steal a little more time. No one ever has to know.
9
Jasper
I grip Libby’s ass and carry her through the house and out the back door. I have to break our kiss for a second to find the doorknob, and she looks at what I’m doing.
“Where are we going?”
“The barn,” I say, gripping her ass cheeks harder and stomping across the back yard and to the field where it sits.
“Why are we going out there?”
Her sweet breath hits my neck, and I feel her soft lips place kisses there as I walk as quickly as I can. “Because I’ve dreamed about taking you out there since before I should have. And it’s a good place to watch in case Mom and Dad come back early. We can say we went to feed the horses.”
Her thighs squeeze my hips, but she pulls back, and her green eyes are wide with nerves. “Jasper, I’ve never…” She stops, and then tries again. “I mean, I’m a virgin. I don’t know what you wanted to do, but I’m not real experienced—”
“Stop talking, baby girl. I’m too fucking hard to hear you talk about your virgin pussy. Just let me get you up in the barn, and then I can think.”
My aching cock pulses between us, and I have to grind my teeth together to keep from cumming in my jeans. Fuck, I can’t think straight. Libby wants me. She wants me the same way I want her, and we’ve both been pushing this away because we thought it might hurt our parents.
I know that they love us and they want us both to be happy. This isn’t some fleeting feeling that’s going to go away in a week, a month, or even in fifty years. I’ve loved Libby since the moment we met, and I haven’t stopped for one second to think about being with anyone else.
When I get to the barn, I walk by the horse stalls and go over to the station at the end that holds all the riding equipment. I grab a blanket, then move to the ladder that leads up to the top loft. I climb up with one arm, holding her with the other, and I can feel her hands roam over my muscles as I do it. I thank God right now that I’m in good shape, because she seems to appreciate the effort.
Stepping off onto the loft, I look around and see the area is perfect. There are hay bales spread out all around us, and there is a big opening that faces directly towards the house. From here I can see if anyone is coming, but they wouldn’t be able to see us unless they were a few feet away. I place Libby on the ground and walk over to the stack of bales. I lay them out like a big king-size bed. I unfold the thick wool blanket and spread it out over the hay, the fresh smell of fall and clean linen filling the loft.
Afterwards, I take Libby’s hand and pull her to me, bringing her body close to mine. I brush my fingers through her dark hark and stare into her beautiful green eyes. We are quiet for a moment, just looking at each other, before I speak.
“You are so goddamn beautiful. You know I love you, right, baby girl?”
She bites her lip and nods, a blush hitting her cheeks.
“I love you as my sister, but I love you more than that, too. It’s deeper for me. This right here?” I hold her tighter to me to emphasize what I mean. “It’s not stopping. We’ll figure out a way to make this work and a way to make Mom and Dad understand. But you’re mine, and nothing’s changing that. Now or ever.”
“But, Jasper—”
“No. You let me handle this. I’ll take care of everything.” I give her a soft kiss on the lips to ease the sting of me cutting her off. “The most important thing is that you love me the way I love you. Right?”