“Well, since you asked nicely…” Jasper’s hands were shaking again as he reached for the condom box. The evidence of how deeply he cared, how much he wanted to get this right for me, made my chest tight. I didn’t deserve him, but I also wasn’t going to push away the incredible gift of his affection.

“Do it. Please,” I demanded, forcing a lighter tone so that I didn’t drown in all the emotions that surged every time he looked at me like that, like I was precious. Like I was worth something. Special. His.

“Your wish is my command.” Laughing, even as his eyes stayed serious, he positioned himself. More of that caution and restraint from him, a careful press forward. And maybe all that buildup had been necessary because this was a little different than fooling around on my own. Okay. A lot different. I had to suck in a breath, try to will my body to relax.

“Ah…” Inside. Jasper was inside me, and my body was still trying to decide what it thought about that even as my mind thrilled.

“Okay?” His furrowed forehead said he’d stop the instant I told him it was too much. Which it wasn’t. Just…different. Overwhelming, but not in a bad way. And I’d wanted this far too long to turn back now.

“Yeah. We’re good.” I met his gaze, wanting to reassure him, but the depth of emotion in his eyes was almost my undoing. So much there. Jasper. Me. Everything. And then he shifted his body, moving so we could kiss, and the change in position sparked something deep inside me. Different and almost too much became incredible in a space of heartbeats. “You’re good. It’s good. So good.”

“It is.” There was so much wonder in his voice. “Clearly I need to work on my powers of imagination where you’re concerned…”

I knew exactly what he meant. “Me too. Never thought…”

“Me either.” He stroked my face and neck. I couldn’t get enough of looking at him, watching his reactions, hearing his murmured praise and soft moans. “You’re amazing.”

“Ditto.” I was rapidly losing the power of speech and rational thought. This was everything I’d ever wanted, every fantasy, every feverish late-night imagining, all right here, a thousand times better because it was Jasper. “Need…”

“I’ve got you.” And he did, reaching for me right as I did the same thing. I let him win though because his was the touch I craved.

“Jasper.” My head fell back and my whole body started to tense. “Hurry.”