Nicole and Jasper prepared for bed that night, the quiet intimacy between them thick and almost suffocating. Nicole felt it first that restless curiosity curling in her stomach. She was never the one to lead, never the one to tease. Tonight, something inside her wanted to be known. Jasper was always the one pleasuring her in ways she couldn't even describe. The feeling of love being wrapped around his intimacy was everything she could hope for.
She knew Jasper only allowed so much before control slipped from his grasp.
Still, she pressed soft kisses along his jaw, his mouth, lingering just enough to test him. His hands came around her waist immediately, firm, anchoring himself in her warmth grounding in the love she gave so freely. It was rare for Nicole to make the first move usually Jasper was the one who took lead.
