Page 90 of Craving Paradise
Jasper frowns. “You look stressed.”
“I don’t have stress in my life,” I joke.
He frowns again. “What about we jump in the Jacuzzi. You always make me do that when I’m stressed,” he says, ushering me toward the bathroom. “Have you eaten? I know sometimes you get hangry if you haven’t eaten,” he states just as my stomach grumbles. We both look up at each other and burst out laughing. It was exactly what I needed to break the tension swirling around me since the meeting with Ruby.
We jump into the Jacuzzi, and Jasper places me between his legs as he begins massaging me. His thick fingers digging into my sore muscles, my head lolls back and forth, moans fall from my lips as he slowly dissipates the knots. I’m going to miss this when I’m gone. Stop it, Lauren, not tonight. You can worry about what happens tomorrow. Enjoy this time with Jasper.
My hand reaches back and begins to slide up and down his dick.
“No, no, no. Tonight the roles are reversed. It’s all about you,” he tells me.
“Jasper.”
“Nope. Won’t hear it. Something has stressed you, and I totally understand you not telling me. But I’m here for you if you want to. You know anything you say to me stays in the vault.”
“I wish I could, but I can’t tell you, not yet.”
“Are you in trouble?” Jasper asks, turning me around in his lap.
I shake my head.
“If you are, I can help.”
“Thank you for that kind offer, but I’m not in trouble, I promise.”
Jasper’s eyes narrow on me. Whatever he sees makes him drop the subject. He reaches for the tablet and starts typing things into it.
Fifteen minutes later, a massage bed turns up.
“Welcome to Foxy’s massage parlor, where you will always get a happy ending.”
I walk over naked to the table and shake my head, but it pulls a smile across my lips.
“Lay down face first, and let me do all the work.”
I follow his instructions, lay down on the massage table, and get myself comfortable.
“This might be a little cold,” he says as he drips the oil over my body. The scent of coconut fills the room, and it instantly takes me away to a tropical island. I’m trying to not think about The Paradise Club Resort. As soon as Jasper’s hands begin working me over, all thoughts of the resort disappear from my mind as my body begins to relax.
“That’s it, relax,” Jasper whispers, sending shivers over my body. He continues to work me over for a while, reaching every muscle with his fingers, even the ones in my toes which made me squirm. He purposefully keeps missing touching me anywhere intimately, and it’s driving me crazy. He glides right past, and the need inside me builds even higher.
“Turn over.”
I do. I turn over onto my back and keep my eyes closed. His hand glides down my arms to my fingertips and then back up, but this time his hands run over my breasts. A moan falls from my lips as his hands cup my breasts. He then moves on from my breasts down over my stomach, and the anticipation of them sliding between my thighs to relieve this tension that he’s building within me is all-consuming. As his hands slide down my leg, he moves them a little, and does it on the other side, moving my legs so they open further. His hands come up and over my stomach before they dip between my thighs without warning.
“You’re so fucking wet, Ren.” He groans as his fingers slide between my folds. “You’re always wet for me, aren’t you?” A finger slides into me.
“Yes.” I groan as he sinks another finger into me, filling me.
“Always ready to be filled by my fingers or my dick, like the good girl that you are, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” I groan. As his magical fingers curl inside, his thumb begins to slide over my clit.
“Your cunt never looks more beautiful than when I’m inside it.”
“Yes.” I moan as I begin to wiggle around on the table.
The next thing I feel is Jasper’s tongue between my folds. My back arches as his fingers continue to fuck me while his tongue slides along my sensitive clit. Those pouty lips suck and nip the sweet spot while his fingers continue to make me see stars behind my eyes.