Chapter 11

Chapter Eleven

J asper

The circus grounds are buzzing with energy, a hive of activity as everyone prepares for tonight's show. I move through the crowd, my eyes sharp, ensuring every detail is perfect. Security is tight, the setup flawless. We can't afford any more surprises.

Lila practices on the trapeze, her movements fluid and confident. She's poetry in motion, each swing and flip precise. I pause for a moment, watching her, mesmerized by her grace and strength. She's incredible, and my heart swells with pride.

"Hey, hotshot!" she calls down, a teasing lilt in her voice. "You going to stand there gawking all night, or are you actually going to do some work?"

I chuckle, shaking my head. "Someone's got to keep an eye on you, making sure you don't get too full of yourself."

She laughs, the sound bright and infectious. "As if that's possible. I'm perfectly grounded, thank you very much."

"I don't know about that," I retort, stepping closer. "You spend more time in the air than on the ground."

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans over the edge of the platform. "My hero. Maybe you should join me up here sometime. See the world from my perspective."

"Tempting," I say, grinning. "But I think I'll leave the flying to you."

We exchange a few more playful barbs. It's these moments, the banter and easy camaraderie, that I cherish. They remind me why we make such a great team.

As showtime approaches, the big top fills with an eager audience. The lights are bright and inviting, casting a magical glow over everything. I take my position, ensuring all security measures are in place. My heart races, but it's not from fear—it's from excitement, the thrill of what's to come.

Lila stands high on the trapeze platform, the spotlight finding her. She looks down at me, and I give her a reassuring nod, my pride in her evident. The dramatic music of the performance begins, and she launches into her routine.

She's magnificent, her movements breathtaking. Each stunt is more daring than the last, and the audience is mesmerized. Gasps and cheers fill the air, the applause thunderous. I can't take my eyes off her, my heart swelling with pride and love.

I coordinate the security, my focus split between ensuring everything runs smoothly and watching Lila's dazzling performance. The audience is completely captivated, their rhythmic applause echoing through the tent.

When the performance ends, the applause is deafening. Lila descends from the trapeze, her face glowing with excitement. I'm there to meet her, my heart pounding with emotion. We stand together on the stage, the performers gathering around us, a united, victorious team.

The audience's applause still rings in our ears as we share a kiss, our bond solidified in this moment. The world feels right, filled with hope and excitement for the future. The curtain falls, symbolizing the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.

"You did it," I murmur, resting my forehead against hers, "my shining star."

We look out at the crowd, our faces radiant with hope and excitement. The future stretches before us, a canvas waiting to be filled with our adventures, our dreams. The night air is cool against my skin, but Lila's warmth envelops me, a reminder that we're stronger together.

"Ready for the next adventure?" I ask, my voice filled with anticipation.

"With you? Always," she replies, her smile full of love and promise.

"Good. Because I'm ready to put my baby in you." I grin a sideways smile.

Her laugh echoes around the tent and lands straight in my heart. We walk back to her caravan, which I've taken to calling ours , and when we're safely inside, I push her back on the bed, determined to show her how much I love her. I slip my fingers through her soaked slit as I nip at her ear. I ease my cock inside the warm satin of her body and whisper, "You feel like fucking paradise, baby."

"Mmm, I'm glad you think so.'" Her voice, all breathy and sexy, sends firebolts through my cock.

My lips clasp around her precious pink nipple, drawing in the bud as I drive deeper into her. "In fact…" I grip her hip, sliding my other hand against her slippery clit. "You're fucking beautiful, and I can't get enough of you."

I yank my dick from her warm wonderland and pull her to the edge of the bed, flipping her in one swift move as my knees hit the wooden floor.

"Anxious, sweet cheeks?" I hum, hands splaying across her gorgeous ass cheeks, fingers kneading and pulling at her silky flesh, her cunt dripping with need for my dick. "You've been waiting for this?"

I cup my fat cock in one hand, stroking the length as I try to control myself. Her breathing grows ragged, hips working back and forth eagerly.

"Mm, this pussy is hungry for me." I don't give her a second to reply, sliding my tongue up the seam and stroking every already raw nerve she has.

Soft mewls of pleasure sing in my ear as she grinds her soaked slit against my face, coating my beard with her juices and making me the happiest man to ever walk this planet.

From this moment forward, pleasing her is my reason for living.

Her body begins a slow tremor around my tongue, arousal seeping down her thighs and wetting my chest. A low growl escapes me. "Fucking love being soaked in your pussy juice, baby."

Her fingers clutch at the sheets, hips working feverishly against my mouth as I devour my favorite meal. "Let me hear you. I want to know how hot it makes you to feel my tongue in your hot pussy."

A soft cry of pleasure slips past her lips, a surge of her sweet honey coating my beard before her body shudders with breathless pants, thighs quivering with the force of her orgasm.

"Not done yet, gorgeous." I roll her into my arms, capturing her mouth with my lips, hand gliding over all the pieces of her body that've been so sorely neglected.

I shove a hand into her hair, using my knee to gain a deeper angle as I press inside her softened pussy, her womb weeping with desire and waiting for more of me. Just how I like her. Needy.

"Close your eyes."

Her heavy eyelashes settle against her cheeks, and my lips caress the sweet contours of her face as I make love to the only woman who has ever mattered to me.

"Good girl," I breathe, the pad of my thumb settling on the small heartbeat that flutters at her throat. "Imagine you and me." I push deep inside her, a soft moan spilling from her mouth. That luscious mouth that drives me to goddamn distraction. "Here. From this moment, I devote my life to you and me. Together."

Her body tightens and convulses, the walls of her pussy pulsing around the rock-solid steel of my dick and sending me over the edge. Fucking her and loving her are the only things that matter in my mind. I just need her to be there with me.

She has to be with me.

"Jasper and Lila Kane, it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

"It's perfect."