Jasper POV
“Why do you have to be so f*****g beautiful? It’s so damn hard to resist you!” I complained, half-groaning. The sound of the water crashing on the floor muffled my already low voice, which was barely a whisper.
Even with my eyes closed, I could see her clear as day. One moment was all it took for my dirty mind to memorize each and every detail of her perfect body. After our date, all I could think about was tearing her delicate dress off as I pinned her against the mattress. I could easily imagine my hands traveling down her curves while her claws dug into my back, painting my skin with the marks of her lust. I swear I could hear her screaming my name over and over again, her body shaking underneath mine as I thrusted deeper and harder.
It was usually easy for me to hold back
