Jasper’s eyes were practically sparkling now, the blue flecks dancing. The look there took my breath away and I simply stared at him. He cupped my face in his hands suddenly and pulled my face to his so he could kiss me.

I shrieked when he stood suddenly, his hands cupping my tender bottom to support me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck so I wouldn’t slide down his body. He walked us down the hall and into his bedroom, kicking the door open.

Panic shot through me when I realized what was happening. “Jasper,” I whispered urgently.

Jasper just moved further into the room. I gasped when he dropped onto his bed, bouncing a bit and hissing when my blazing bottom hit the bed.

“You only have yourself to blame for your sore bottom,” he growled before climbing onto the bed…

“Jasper!” I cried, putting a hand on his chest. I blushed and looked away from his confused expression. “I’m…I’m a virgin…”

Jasper’s eyebrows shot up, and I felt shame go through me. “That’s unfortunate,” he said.

I gasped and looked up, hurt shooting through me as I blinked repeatedly to disperse the sudden tears in my eyes.

Jasper’s expression was predatory. “It’s unfortunate since I have no intention of being gentle with you,” he said in a low voice.

Relief and trepidation filled me in equal measure as Jasper pushed on my chest, sending me onto my back. He wasted no time straddling my legs and pulling the sleeves of my dress off my shoulders. He dragged the neckline down, revealing my bare breasts.

His eyes darkened. “Beautiful,” he murmured, bending down to take one hardened nipple into his mouth. I cried out when his tongue swirled around it, sending my nerves into a frenzy.

While his mouth worked on my breast, he began to slowly pull my dress down my body, exposing more and more of my skin to the cool air and his hot gaze. I shivered delicately in anticipation, as he released my nipple and shifted back to completely stripped the dress away. My hands rose instinctively to cover myself.

Jasper froze and then grabbed my wrists hard in his hands. “You will not cover what belongs to me,” he growled.

My face heated up at his words and, with difficulty, I returned my arms back to my sides, naked now next to his still fully clothed form. I wriggled as I waited for him to continue his exploration of my body. He moved again and I hummed when his mouth traveled lower, kissing down my tummy. I had the powerful urge to cover my mound as he got closer to it but I resisted, not wanting him to decide I needed another spanking.

He smirked and looked up at me. “Good girl,” he said. “I think that deserves a reward.” He slid his hand between my thighs. I struggled between the urge to clamp my legs together to keep him out, or to spread them wide and welcome him in.

“Oh!” I gasped when I felt his fingers at my hot entrance. I curled my toes when he pushed one inside of me. My wetness helped it slide in easily but I felt the stretch.

“You’re so tight,” he informed me, grinning wickedly. “I bet you could stretch more for me, though.”