Page 23 of Tracked By Sasquatch

“If you’re about to make another comment about your weight, don’t. You are absolutely perfect. My Devine Devin.”

The feel of her draped atop him was… comfort. It felt comfortable to have her there. Regretfully, he’d slipped free of her body when she shifted.

“Okay, I’m going to move off you.” He was about to reprimand her again, but she stopped him with a finger to his lips. “Not because of that, but I need to go to the bathroom, and you need to dispose of the condom.”

She was right. Squatch kissed her. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and caught the ball of his piercing with her teeth before relinquishing it.

“Um, that piercing though,” she said cheekily.

“I can’t wait for you to feel it here.” He dragged his finger along her pussy toward her clit and back all the way to her ass. “You’ll scream my name so loud, Scott will hear it at the bar.”

Devin rolled her eyes at him, but that couldn’t cover up the look of longing in her eyes. God, her eyes were expressive as fuck and hid nothing. They were gorgeous. He could pick out the striations of shades of golds and green woven through them that made them appear lighter, but a hell of a lot more mossy green close up.

He swatted her ass playfully as she rose. He disposed of the condom in the wastebasket by the bed. Pulling his jeans on as fast as he could, he snatched the ice bucket up and practically ran to the machine. Good thing it was right outside their room, so he made it back before she emerged.

Shucking his jeans and popping a couple cubes in his mouth, he set the bucket within reach at the bed. Quickly grabbing a few things from his bag, he tossed them on the bed then waited outside the bathroom door.

Squatch caught her around the waist as she exited the bathroom. She gave a surprised yelp before she started laughing.

“What are you doing?”

He carried her to the bed and tossed her on with a bounce.

Her laughter settled somewhere deep in his chest, and he realized he hadn’t heard much of that from her lately and that was a shame. She had a beautiful laugh, one he vowed to hear more of no matter what he had to do.

His Aunt Phoebe was right he realized, sometimes hearts speak before brains catch up. He was glad his had.

Climbing on the bed toward her, he pulled her legs over his shoulders, settling her knees there.

“Are you ready to be my pudding cup, sweetness?” he asked as he spread her lips apart drinking in the sight before him. “I’ve got a craving only you can satisfy.”

Spitting the almost melted ice to the side, he pressed the now almost freezing steel ball against her clit and she gasped and tried to inch away, but he had a firm hold on her thighs.

“You like that?”

“Fuck, that was…” Her words trailed off into a long groan as he licked his way down to her entrance and plunged his tongue in as far as he could manage.

Squatch pulled back, “I’ll take that as a yes.” He had let one hand dip into the ice bucket, lingering there before he dove back in.

He feasted on her like the gourmet meal she was. When he felt her walls flutter ever so slightly on his tongue, he moved his oral assault to her clit.

Speaking against her heated flesh, he asked with a grin, “You ready to go off like never before, sweetness?”

She nodded but he wanted more.

“I need words, my Delicious Devin. Beg me to come.”

“Please, Jasper.” She grabbed her tits and treated them roughly, he noted. “Make me come. I wanna wax your beard.”

Fuck, that was better than he’d hoped for. He sucked her clit into his hot mouth with a vengeance while he plunged two ice cold fingers into her, stroking the place he already knew would make her detonate.

DEVIN

“Oh, fuck. Jaspeeeer.” She came screaming on his fingers with a power she hadn’t experienced with her limited scope of sexual partners.

She was still going off when he climbed up the bed and flipped her over. She watched with interest as he rolled a condom on in record time, before pulling her hips up, and slamming into her all the way to the hilt.

She thought it was impossible for her body to come again, but Jasper was dead set on proving her wrong.