He slowly, carefully, lowered her to her feet, then patted the smooth countertop.
“I’ve been thinking,” he began, his tone suggestive.
“Interesting.” She glanced from the counter to him and saw the heights were perfect. “How much have you been thinking?”
“A lot.”
She laughed and kicked off her shoes, then tugged her T-shirt over her head. She pushed her jeans to the floor and shimmied out of her panties. Seconds later, her bra went flying.
Jasper took care of his own clothes, all the while glancing at her, as if enjoying the show. When they were both naked, he opened a drawer and set a box of condoms next to the sink, then he pulled her close.
She went into his embrace, but instead of just feeling the heat and strength of his body, this time she got to enjoy the way his bare legs felt against hers and how her breasts flattened against his chest. Even as he claimed her mouth with his and slipped his tongue inside, she reached between them so she could take his erection in her hand and stroke him.
He was unbelievably hard—the silky skin of his penis contrasting with the tension just below the surface. She explored the length of him before sliding her hand between his thighs and gently stroking his testicles.
In retaliation, he drew back just enough to lightly nip on her lower lip before kissing his way along her jaw. At the same time he cupped her breasts in his hands and rubbed her hard nipples.
As she had before with him, she found herself going from “this is nice” to “take me now” in about eight seconds. Wanting grew until it was unbearable. She was wet and swollen and hungry for him and there was absolutely no way to get friction. She was just too short to ride his erection and rubbing against his leg seemed sad.
“Condom,” she said, thinking that should get the message across.
“Yeah, no.”
Before she could fully absorb what he’d said, he grabbed her around the waist and set her on the counter. The cold surface shocked her into gasping. The second gasp happened when he placed an openmouthed kiss on her very center, then sucked her clit, all the while filling her with at least two fingers.
It was the most perfect combination of sensations. She couldn’t think, could barely breathe as all her attention focused on the feel of his tongue and lips and fingers moving in tandem, teasing her, testing her, going slow then fast, then faster still until she lost control and screamed as she came.
The shock waves crashed into her, causing her to arch her back and push toward him. He continued to love her until the last shudder faded and she could breathe again.
He gave her clit one last flick of his tongue before he stood and reached for the condom. After putting it on, he pushed into her, filling her, stretching her and making her nerve endings sigh happily.
He grabbed her hips, locked eyes with her and began pumping.
“This is not going to be long,” he said between gritted teeth. “Doing that was incredible.”
She drew back her knees and braced herself as he pumped in and out. “Yes, it was.”
She was just settling in for part two when he called out her name and stiffened. Caught off guard, she couldn’t help laughing.
He groaned. “I know. Unimpressive.”
She ran her hands up and down his arms. “I think I would have liked you at sixteen,” she teased.
“Thanks. It’s your fault.”
“Then I’ll take the compliment.”
He touched her cheek. “Do-over after dinner?”
“Absolutely.”
* * *
THE NEXT MORNING, Jasper paused at the entrance to the “hers” closet and studied the single black dress hanging there. On the hanger it was kind of shapeless—at least to him—but he recognized the simple style and could imagine it on Renee’s petite frame. The sleeves would come to her elbows, the scoop neckline was modest and the skirt part would end at her knee.
It was just one dress, hanging in the large closet. There was a pair of plain pumps on a shoe shelf and her tote bag tucked in a corner. Whatever else she’d brought, she’d put away in one of the drawers. Still, he liked seeing her things there. Wynn was the only other woman he’d had over to the house and her visits had been about having sex and then getting back to their lives. Sometimes she’d stayed long enough to have a quick meal, but they’d never