Page 86 of Craving Paradise

“Yes. Take a seat on the bed, and I’ll bring the first box over,” he says excitedly, taking my glass of champagne out of my hand and placing it on the table before heading over to the boxes.

I do as he asks and sit while I watch him. He brings over a white box with gold writing on the outside and places it on the bed.

“What’s this?” I question him.

“The next part of the date, unboxing,” he says with a wide grin as he points to the designer box.

“These aren’t all bags, are they?” I ask him, looking at the tower of boxes left in the corner.

He nods excitedly.

Oh no, he didn’t recreate my favorite videos.

“Jasper, this is too much,” I say, my voice shaking with emotion.

“Do you not like it?” he asks as a frown forms on his face.

“What girl wouldn’t? But I don’t want you to think I’m here because of all this.” I wave my hand around the luxurious room.

“Did I go too far?” he asks as his brows pinch together.

“No,” I say, trying to stuff back the emotions inside me that seem to want to spill out as my eyes water. It’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever done.

Keep it together, Lauren.

“You don’t look happy.”

“This is my happy face,” I say, trying to put on a big smile even though I’m freaking out inside.

“Looks more like a grimace. Did I overstep here?”

Pushing the box aside, I jump and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. He’s surprised at first, but then he reciprocates the kiss. Jasper pulls me tighter to him, and the kiss leads from passionate to erotic in a blink of an eye. The next thing I know, he’s lifting me, and my legs wrap around his waist as he undresses me.

“I can’t wait any longer, Lauren. I need you. I fucking need you now,” he curses against my lips.

“Then I’m yours.”

He turns and walks toward where a side table is and places my ass down on it.

“Get undressed now,” he commands, stepping away from me as he quickly undresses.

I kick off my shoes and socks, then lift my top, unhook my bra, and they join the other bits on the floor. I have to stand on the floor to pull my jeans off, and my underwear comes off with it.

“Now place your hands on the window,” Jasper instructs.

My eyes widen as I stare at the glass window and buildings outside. Could anyone see in? Maybe, probably. My eyes squint to see what’s out there and if anyone is standing at the windows with binoculars, hoping to get a glimpse of a couple doing it in the hotel.

“Back up against the window, baby girl. And let me worship you against it.”

Those forest-green eyes burn with hunger, and my body is throbbing with need. I want to thank the shit out of him for giving me one of the best fucking dates known to man.

So, I do.

Jasper tells me to stand with my bare backside to the window. He then drops to his knees.

“Leg up,” he orders, tapping his shoulder.

I do as he asks, and he doesn’t even give me a moment before his tongue is sliding flat against my pussy.