Page 69 of A Secret In The Garden

A cry of pleasure came out of my throat as I gripped the railing and peered out with fear and excitement at the massive drop below.

“Still with me?” Jasper rasped into my ear.

I nodded, barely able to hold myself up.

“Good. Because I’m not fucking finished. Bend over more,” he said. “Now.”

I eagerly obeyed, breath ragged.

“You feel used?” he murmured, dragging his hand between my legs. “You should. That wasn’t for you. That was for me.”

I let out a moan, still wrecked and clenching around nothing as I stole a glance over my shoulder at the gorgeous man. A gasp flew from me when he gripped my ass, spreading me with one hand, the other stroking himself, still hard and twitching.

Without warning, he pressed against my back entrance—just the tip, slicked from my orgasms. I stiffened.

“You can take it,” he murmured. “You want it. You want me to own every part of you.”

I moaned. He was right, I’d always wanted to try this but had been too afraid.

He didn’t wait. “Breathe,” he said, and pushed in—slow and forceful.

I cried out as he groaned.

“Fuck—that’s it,” he hissed. “Tight little hole, and you gave it to me without a word.”

Pleasure throbbed through every part of me until it felt like I was floating.

He pushed deeper, both hands gripping my hips now, filling me until I was sobbing his name.

“Gonna finish like this,” he rasped. “Buried in your ass while your pussy’s still leaking from the last time I came inside you.”

I was falling apart, held up only by his hands and body.

“You’re mine,” he growled. “Say it.”

“I’m yours,” I sobbed.

“Louder.”

“I’m yours—fuck—please⁠—”

He drove in deep, held me there, and came with a brutal, guttural sound, filling me until it spilled out around him, his grip bruising my hips as he thrust through the high.

“There,” he groaned. “Now you’re ruined in every way that matters.”

He pulled himself out of me and smiled as he scooped me up, carrying me inside and laying me on the bed. I wondered if he would leave but felt him crawling in next to me.

The quiet room filled with the sounds of our slowing pants as he tucked his arm around me, and I nestled into his chest and began to drift off to sleep.

“Sleep well…friend,” he teased as he pulled me closer.

My laugh was muffled against his body as I draped my arm over his stomach and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 21

Eliza

I awoke to an odd feeling in the late hours of the night while lying next to Jasper. The pale cast of moonlight lay in streams across the room, illuminating his still, handsome face as he slept next to me. Something moved just at the edge of my vision, and my head snapped to see Hester looming at the foot of the bed.