Chapter 38

JASPER

W hen I pulled her jeans down her thighs, I looked to see she was wearing a simple pair of cotton underwear. They were already damp with her arousal, filling the room with the sweet scent of her need for me.

I was so eager to get them off her, to put my mouth on her pussy so that her need could coat my tongue.

I reached my hands into the waistband of her panties and I felt her tense her body, moaning loudly. I stopped and found her lustful gaze as I waited for permission, hoping she wanted to keep going but preparing to turn to a cold shower after getting so fucking close to having her beautiful body underneath mine.

She was quiet. I growled a low grumble from deep inside my chest. If she was going to take back her power, if she was going to ever feel in control, she needed to use her voice. She needed to say what she wanted. Demand it.

"I need your words, Doll." I reminded her in a stern voice. She opened her mouth to speak. I waited to hear her ask me to stop but she didn't.

"Please keep going," she asked in a breathy whisper. Her cheeks were redder than before,

flushed with complete and utter desire.

"So needy for me baby." I taunted as I pulled down her wet panties. She reached her arms

behind her back and seconds later her bra hit the floor.

Standing in front of me, fully naked, and vulnerable, there for my taking, was a strong and beautiful green-eyed goddess.

My Goddess.

Her lips quivered when I stood to kiss her again.

"We can stop whenever you want. Remember this is all about you. Okay?" She gave me a nervous nod. "Okay."

"And if you wanted to explore your needs while I stayed clothed, we could do that too," I

suggested.

We could take baby steps if she needed time. I didn't want what those bastards did, to ruin

this for her. We would go at her speed no matter what.

"Do you understand?" I spoke, my hands slowly caressing her arms with each word. A long pause and more erratic breathing passed but she didn't answer.

"I need you to tell me, baby. If this is going to work, I need your explicit permission." I breathed into her ear as she nodded.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice laced with nerves.

I pressed my lips to her neck, just below her ear, "Yes, what?" I commanded.

"I'm in control, we do what I want and nothing more. I understand." She announced confidently. I took notice that she was standing taller than before, and it made me so fucking proud of her

"Good girl," I groaned, pressing my hard cock against her belly, still tucked in my boxer

briefs, straining, where it would remain until she released it.

She lifted her head and looked at me, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Ask me," I insisted, with more intensity than I intended.

"Is…" she swallowed hard. "Is it okay that I'm nervous?" she whispered.

I nodded my head, placing a small kiss on her lips to comfort her.

"Can I tell you something?"

"Anything, Doll." My nerves spiked, and anxiety filled the room.

She looked up at me with tears, threatening to escape.

"I wish this was my first time."

I couldn't help but sigh with sympathy, understanding how tough it was for her to open up

about something so private. I lifted my hand to brush away the tears rolling down her cheek.

"It can be whatever you want it to be, Harper." I locked my lips to hers, wanting to take all the painful memories and the fear out of her mind and replace them with ones that were special – ones she chose to be there.

After a moment full of passion, she pulled away to look into my eyes. She seemed to be looking for something, and honestly, she could have anything from me.

I just needed her to tell me what it was.

"Tell me what you need, Doll, and it is yours."

She looked up at me through her lashes, her seductive gaze unintentional.

"I need you to make love to me Jasper, I need you to show me how it was supposed to be. What it can be. Show me there's nothing to fear," she whispered, her voice cracking with a sudden surge of courage.

That single sentence was all it took for her to break down my walls and completely infiltrate my soul. I wrapped my hand around the nape of her neck, kissing her again, with more pressure this time. Allowing my emotions to take over, I looked down hungrily gazing at her beautiful bare breasts and her raised nipples. I leaned down, catching one in my mouth.

Harper let out a soft moan as she threw her head back.

"Do you like that?" I asked as my lips found the other nipple and my teeth grazed it. She let

out a pleasurable hiss in response.

"I want you on the bed, Harper. I want you to lay on your back. Is that okay?"

I wanted her to maintain a sense of control, yet, with her limited experience, she needed some guidance.

"Yes," she answered timidly.

She walked over to bed and crawled to the middle. She laid on her back just as I told her to.

"That's my girl." Standing at the end of the bed, I cooed, admiring the goddess in front of me. She blushed when she met my eager gaze. Every fiber of my being said go and bury yourself into that beautiful specimen of a woman , but my heart said slow and steady – she needed slow and steady.