I had to go. I had work to do at home and if Mitchell wasn’t worried already, he would be soon. I’d left him a note saying that I was going out and that my phone would be off, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be concerned.
I leaned down and lightly kissed Jasper before climbing out of the bed and heading for the bathroom. I didn’t have clean clothes to wear home, but I definitely wasn’t going to go like this. One glance in the mirror confirmed that a shower was a good decision. My hair was a wild, tangled mess, my lips swollen. I flushed at the dark marks Jasper’s mouth had left on my breasts and neck. I was suddenly glad the weather was cool enough for me to wear high-necked shirts, otherwise, I’d have some awkward questions ahead of me.
Then there were the parts that I couldn’t see, but I felt. The stickiness on my thighs from our combined fluids, the slight change in the way I was walking to put less pressure and friction on my sensitive skin. My pussy throbbing in time with my heart and I knew that I was going to be feeling all of this for the rest of the day.
When I came out of the shower twenty minutes later, I felt much cleaner, but still sore. I wrapped the towel tightly around me as I went back into the bathroom. Jasper was standing by his dresser, naked, his back to me. I flushed when I saw the long, red scratches down his back and even on his ass.
Shit. I hadn’t realized I’d done that.
“Do you want something to wear home?” He half-turned, completely unembarrassed by the fact that he was still naked. He held up a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. “They’ll be huge on you, but at least they’re clean.”
“Thank you.” I reached for him and felt my face heat again when his eyes automatically went to the mark he’d left on my neck.
He reached out and brushed his finger over it. “I’m sorry. I got a bit carried away.”
I stared at him for a moment and then laughed. “Seriously?”
“What?” He gave me a puzzled look.
I dropped the towel and gestured for him to look lower. I saw the desire in his eyes first, followed by surprise. I had at least four more hickeys and two bite marks on my breasts.
“Fuck, Shae. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.” He started to reach for me, then dropped his hand, his cheeks flushed.
I shook my head and laughed again. “No need to apologize, Jasper. I enjoyed your...attention.” My eyes slid to the mirror where I could see the reflection of his back. “Besides, I’m pretty sure I gave as good as I got.”
“What?”
“Look over your shoulder.”
He did, eyes widening as he saw the scratches I’d made.
“You can’t see all of them,” I said, my cheeks burning. “But when you get in the shower, I’m sure you’ll feel them.”
He looked down at me, a smile curving his lips. “I guess we’re even then.”
“I wouldn’t go that far,” I said as I took a step towards him. We weren’t touching, but I could feel the heat from his body. “Next time, it’s my turn to bite.”
***
It was nearly noon by the time Jasper finally dropped me off at my place, and as I’d suspected he would be, Mitchell was waiting on the porch. I leaned over and kissed Jasper’s cheek.
“I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
I got out of the car before he could ask anything about my brother. I could feel his eyes on me, but he didn’t get out of the car. Yet another thing that I loved about Jasper. He knew me well enough to know when I was posturing and when I was serious. And I’d been serious about not wanting him and Mitchell to get into it.
“What the hell, Shae?” Mitchell burst out as Jasper drove away.
“I left you a note,” I said mildly as I walked past my brother and into my house. “I said I didn’t know when I’d be home and not to wait up.”
“Yeah,” he said as he followed me upstairs. “But you didn’t say you’d be out fucking Jasper Whitehall all night.”
I turned, clutching my clothes to
I leaned down and lightly kissed Jasper before climbing out of the bed and heading for the bathroom. I didn’t have clean clothes to wear home, but I definitely wasn’t going to go like this. One glance in the mirror confirmed that a shower was a good decision. My hair was a wild, tangled mess, my lips swollen. I flushed at the dark marks Jasper’s mouth had left on my breasts and neck. I was suddenly glad the weather was cool enough for me to wear high-necked shirts, otherwise, I’d have some awkward questions ahead of me.
Then there were the parts that I couldn’t see, but I felt. The stickiness on my thighs from our combined fluids, the slight change in the way I was walking to put less pressure and friction on my sensitive skin. My pussy throbbing in time with my heart and I knew that I was going to be feeling all of this for the rest of the day.
When I came out of the shower twenty minutes later, I felt much cleaner, but still sore. I wrapped the towel tightly around me as I went back into the bathroom. Jasper was standing by his dresser, naked, his back to me. I flushed when I saw the long, red scratches down his back and even on his ass.
Shit. I hadn’t realized I’d done that.
“Do you want something to wear home?” He half-turned, completely unembarrassed by the fact that he was still naked. He held up a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. “They’ll be huge on you, but at least they’re clean.”
“Thank you.” I reached for him and felt my face heat again when his eyes automatically went to the mark he’d left on my neck.
He reached out and brushed his finger over it. “I’m sorry. I got a bit carried away.”
I stared at him for a moment and then laughed. “Seriously?”
“What?” He gave me a puzzled look.
I dropped the towel and gestured for him to look lower. I saw the desire in his eyes first, followed by surprise. I had at least four more hickeys and two bite marks on my breasts.
“Fuck, Shae. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.” He started to reach for me, then dropped his hand, his cheeks flushed.
I shook my head and laughed again. “No need to apologize, Jasper. I enjoyed your...attention.” My eyes slid to the mirror where I could see the reflection of his back. “Besides, I’m pretty sure I gave as good as I got.”
“What?”
“Look over your shoulder.”
He did, eyes widening as he saw the scratches I’d made.
“You can’t see all of them,” I said, my cheeks burning. “But when you get in the shower, I’m sure you’ll feel them.”
He looked down at me, a smile curving his lips. “I guess we’re even then.”
“I wouldn’t go that far,” I said as I took a step towards him. We weren’t touching, but I could feel the heat from his body. “Next time, it’s my turn to bite.”
***
It was nearly noon by the time Jasper finally dropped me off at my place, and as I’d suspected he would be, Mitchell was waiting on the porch. I leaned over and kissed Jasper’s cheek.
“I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
I got out of the car before he could ask anything about my brother. I could feel his eyes on me, but he didn’t get out of the car. Yet another thing that I loved about Jasper. He knew me well enough to know when I was posturing and when I was serious. And I’d been serious about not wanting him and Mitchell to get into it.
“What the hell, Shae?” Mitchell burst out as Jasper drove away.
“I left you a note,” I said mildly as I walked past my brother and into my house. “I said I didn’t know when I’d be home and not to wait up.”
“Yeah,” he said as he followed me upstairs. “But you didn’t say you’d be out fucking Jasper Whitehall all night.”
I turned, clutching my clothes to
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