So close.
It's so close to some of my dirtiest thoughts of Jasper – and there have been plenty of those. But somehow, I never imagined my fingers in his hair and his head between my thighs… with a dozen of our family members and friends to watch.
He stands up, water cascading down my shins and his chest as he takes hold of my knees, helping me balance. My fingers tighten, scratching his scalp, and I swallow hard when he squeezes my thighs.
"All set, Edward?" he asks.
"I'm good," I answer automatically, surprised with how steady my voice is.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
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awww hope it will become a sweet drabble lovestory
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