Chapter 17
love me like you do

-HM-

The way Jasper's looking at me makes me feel a thousand different emotions.

I'm so freaking scared, but so ready.

When my bra falls down my arms, and his eyes slide to my chest, I can't breathe. His fingers trail slowly up my hips, his eyes not moving from my chest, and I feel like I'm going to die.

"Girl…" he breathes, thumbs rubbing along the side of my breasts. I want to be embarrassed and cover myself, but the way he's looking at me - I feel anything but embarrassed. "You're so fucking pretty." His eyes lift, his lips lift, and I can't help the smile I feel on my own face.

"J…"

He places his hand on my chest - over my heart - and I know it's beating a million miles a minute, but he's so warm. "Breathe, B. It's alright." He moves his hand and then his lips are there, whispering soft kisses onto my heart. "I got you, baby."

Oh my gosh!

My fingers tangle in his hair, and I close my eyes, loving everything about my guy.

He's so worth every ounce of trouble I'm going to be in. I don't ever want to leave.

I love him.

He licks a path up my chest, my neck, my chin until his lips are pressing against mine - soft and sweet. "Are you sure, girl? You want me?"

I nod slowly and stare into his beautiful blue eyes. "You're my freaking forever, J," I say, making his eyes crinkle and his lips smile.

He lays me back on the bed, kneeling before me, his hands at the waistband of my pants. His thumbs slip in right at the edge, and I hold my breath. His head descends and he kisses my belly and each of my hips before dipping his tongue into my belly button.

"B…" he whispers, looking up at me, some of his hair falling into his eyes.

"I'm ready, J," I say, staring into ocean blue eyes - my favorite.

His hands start to pull my pants down, and oh my gosh!

-JW-

My heart is pounding so fucking fast. My girl is giving herself to me, and I feel like I've waited years for her.

I knew that day - the first day I laid eyes on her that she'd be mine.

I slowly pull her pants down her legs, slowly revealing cotton pink underwear, and I can't fucking breathe.

Her chest concaves with each breath she takes, and she lifts her hips so I can pull her pants completely free of her gorgeous legs.

My girl is so fucking beautiful.

Her legs fall open, and I crawl between them, framing her face with my hands. She smiles a shaky smile, making me smile my own shaky smile, and I kiss her perfect lips. "You're so pretty," I say between life-changing kisses. "You're so pretty it fucking hurts, B."

"J…" she gasps, licking her lips. "You're making me crazy."

I want to yank her pink cotton off and pull my own sweats down. I want to feel if she's wet for me. I want to know what it feels like to slide inside of her.

I fucking want it all.

"Low, baby, are you sure?" I ask again - one last time before I take everything from my girl.

Her face softens - reddens - and she nods her head. "I'm ready, J."

I kiss her lips, each of her eyes, her cute fucking nose, until I'm kissing down her chin and licking a path between her breasts. I lift my head and watch her face as I reach up and rub the pad of my thumb over each of her pretty nipples.

She's so fucking pretty all over.

"I like these, B," I say, grinning when she blushes. "Can I put my mouth here?" I lightly pinch her, making her gasp, and my dick is so fucking hard for my girl - so...fucking...hard.

Low nods, and I keep my eyes on her face as I pull one of her nipples into my mouth. The way she watches me has my heart pounding an uneven beat in my throat. When her hands find my hair, gently pulling, fingers softly scraping against my scalp, I close my eyes and suck her deeper into my mouth.

My girl kills me with her softness.

"J…" she calls, and I look up at her. "Can I see you now?"

Oh fuck.

-HM-

Jasper slowly releases my nipple, and he makes me feel warm all over. My heart hurts for how much I love him.

I want to see all of him, and I want him to make love to me.

I'm freaking dying.

Jasper stands from the bed and pulls his sweats off, his boxer briefs covering what I want to see most. "J…"

"Shit, girl, I'm fucking nervous," he says, making me giggle. He smiles a heartstopping smile that I feel in my soul.

I always knew Jasper was going to be mine.

He pushes his briefs down his legs, and I stop breathing.

Oh my gosh!

My eyes dart to his face to find his head tilted back and his eyes closed, like he doesn't want to see me see him.

He's the most beautiful boy I've ever seen - the only boy I've ever seen - the only boy I want to see. My future husband is so freaking beautiful all over.

I don't feel nervous anymore. I want to know what it feels like when Jasper loves me - not just with his heart but his body.

"B…" he says, and I look up at his face. "I want to take your underwear off. Please let me fucking take them off."

I bite my lip and nod my head, and he immediately reaches for the waistband, slowly - tortuously slowly - pulls them off.

"Fuck, baby…"

-JW-

Shit.

Oh fuck.

Low's underwear are on the floor, and she's completely naked on my bed. Her dark hair is spread out on my pillow, and I never want her to leave.

Fuck, I don't know how I'm going to do this and then take her back home.

My girl is sneaky - taking a chance of getting in trouble, so she can give me her love, and I'm going to take it.

All of it.

This girl - my fucking girl - was meant to be right fucking here with me inside her, with my heart in her pretty little hands.

I crawl between her legs and kiss her deep but soft and slow. I don't want to fuck my girl. I want to fucking love her. Keeping my lips on hers, I move to her side, letting my hand trail down her flat, cute belly until I feel the wet heat between her legs.

She gasps into my mouth, her tongue pushing against mine. One of her hands is on my shoulder, the other one reaching down to grab my hand. She's so fucking innocent and sweet, and I'd die a thousand deaths just to feel this with her every night for the rest of our fucking lives.

My future wife is everything.

I run a finger through her wetness, coating my fingers with her sweet innocence, dying to know what she tastes like but not wanting to freak her the fuck out.

"Baby," I whisper, kissing the corner of her mouth. She looks up at me with those gorgeous brown eyes, and I am so fucking lost in her. "I'm going to get you ready, okay?" Her brows crease, and I kiss the other corner of her mouth. Slowly, I slide a finger inside her and fuck she's so tight.

I feel like a fucking virgin right now. My girl is making me shake. She's making my chest ache.

"You okay, B?"

"Yeah, J. I love you," she says.

Damn, B.

I kiss her chin and push my finger deeper, wanting to savor her sweet gasp. I slowly slide my finger out and push it back again, loving the feel of her, dying to be inside her.

When she's taken three of my fingers - just barely - and I've made her come softly, and she's looking at me like she wants nothing more than for me to love her, I slowly pull them from her body and climb back between her legs.

I kiss all over her face. "I love you, girl," I whisper, reaching into the bedside drawer, kind of feeling fucked up to be pulling a condom out, like this is a regular thing for me.

It's not. If my girl only knew how long it's been - that I've been waiting for her to change my life.

I want to marry her.

I want to love her for fucking ever.

When the condom's on, I give her all of my weight and kiss her throat, using a hand to guide myself to her slick entrance, wanting nothing more than to slam inside her just so I can finally feel what it's like to be loved by her.

"J…"

"Shh…it's okay," I say, and slowly - so fucking slowly - push inside my girl.

Holy fuck.