Her eyes flew to him in shock.
“Your body became mine the moment you showed your beautiful breasts to me, Keanne.”
A whimper escaped her at his words.
“As I take off your clothes, you will start telling me about him.” He did not wait for her to agree, his fingers reaching for the hem of her dress. “Talk.”
Feeling like she was burning inside with desire for Jason, she shuddered when his fingers brushed her thighs as he slowly pulled up the hem of her dress. “H-his name’s Gabriel…”
The dress was way up her thighs now and her legs trembled, aching for even the softest brush of his fingers.
“He…he’s in his first year, too…”
The dress was now bunched around her waist and she swallowed, feeling Jason’s dark blue gaze on her lacy panties, which barely covered her most tender flesh.
“He knows about what happened in the past because he lived in the same town I did…”
Her breath caught when Jason’s hands spanned her waist…and tightened.
Oh God, it was such a simple touch and yet she felt like she was about to burst into flames.
“He doesn’t…doesn’t blame me for what happened.” It was so hard to think, with Jason pulling her dress up over her head now and tossing it to the floor. She was down to her underwear and heels, and instead of feeling self-conscious, she felt deliciously decadent.
Jason’s gaze was hungry and possessive as his eyes took in the swell of flesh above the cups of her matching lace bra. Her nipples were poking against it and his balls ached with desire.
“Tell me everything,” Jason growled when she had fallen silent.
She almost jumped in surprise at his voice, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning when she felt his arms going around her body to unclasp her bra. Closing her eyes, she said, “I believe him. I could see it in his eyes that he meant what he said.”
She felt the clasp being released and gulped. “He…he also knew about us.”
Jason was gently drawing the bra away, the straps falling down her arms until she was completely free and her breasts had spilled out of its restraints, proudly thrusting up in the air now.
“What does he know?” he asked.
“Just that we’re…together often and---” She moaned, unable to help it with Jason completely taking her by surprise as his head bent down and drew one nipple into his mouth.
“Jason…”
“How did he kiss you?” He murmured the question against her breast when he released her nipple.
“He…took me by surprise,” she admitted breathlessly, having a hard time thinking as Jason’s fingers began pinching her nipples. Pain and pleasure blended and she could have fainted at the intensity of it. After all these years, she had a hard time believing that Jason was finally touching her body the way she had long imagined him to do so.
“Will you go out with him again, ma petite?” Right after speaking, Jason bent down and suckled on her other nipple.
Her body stiffened at the sheer pleasure of it, and she could feel the wetness pooling between her thighs. Oh God, would she really survive this?
Jason lifted his head. “Answer me!”
“I don’t know!” Her hands went up, her nails settling down to dig into his shoulders as his mouth returned to her breast. “D-do you want me to?”
“Do you want to?”
She tried to think what her answer should be – what her answer really was, but it was so damn hard to even remember her name with the way Jason was driving her out of her mind. He kissed her breasts so beautifully she had a feeling she could easily come if he just kept kissing her like this.
“Keanne.” Another rough growl that had her toes curling. Somehow, the thought of a furious Jason taking her – perhaps even against her will – was beyond exciting.
“I don’t know,” she said finally. “I really don’t.”
He bit her nipple, as if punishing Keanne for her vague answer, and she cried out.
“Do you still love me?”
“Yes.”
Jason sank to his knees.
She looked down at him in a daze and their eyes met. “Do you want him? Can you imagine him making love to you like this?”
His eyes demanded an answer.
She whispered, “Yes.”
His face became savage. “Never.” He ripped her panties apart, and she gasped in shock even as desire coursed through her body at his possessiveness.
“No other man will ever touch you but me.” His fingers parted her flesh and without any warning, he drove his tongue inside her.
“Jaaaason!”
Her cry of pleasure spurred him to fuck her harder with his tongue. He wanted her out of her mind until all she would remember was him. He pulled her folds further apart, wanting her completely open to him as his tongue thrust in and out of her sweet honeyed warmth.