Anomalies ✔

Chapter Twenty-Three

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: TASTE

Could it be that desire for a good thing has become a bad thing because that desire has become a ruling thing? 
-Paul David Tripp

Excitement courses through me as I sit in the middle of the strawberry field. I already ran around and picked the best looking ones and accidentally filled up all the baskets, so I decided to eat some to find what shape and size around here taste the best.

But all these red fuckers taste good!

"I'm so jealous that you- -berries- -grew up here." I say to Jasper, popping another strawberry in my mouth. "These are fucking great."

This one isn't as juicy but it's really sweet, and I'm pretty sure I actually let out a small groan at how good it tastes.

All my senses are so pleasantly overwhelmed right now that I'm not in as much control as I normally could be, even given the Tourette's and all, but my medicine has taken me down a notch from how chaotic I know I would be without it.

Now I probably look like a cat that just rolled around in cat-nip for too long.

But fuck it.

These are so good.

Besides, all the sounds I've gotten from Jasper cancel out any embarrassment from how vocal I am right now.

"Oh?" Jasper grins, face flushed red but he's not too flustered. "Can I try it?"

Nodding, I prop myself up on my knees with what I deem as a perfect strawberry in hand.

But he doesn't take the strawberry, instead he grins, grabs my hips with both hands and pulls me into him.

He's still leaning back, which makes us the same height -so it's easy for him to lean forward and kiss me.

I gasp into him, dropping the strawberry to be able to grip onto his back and hold his jaw.

As our lips slide together, both of us tasting like strawberries, he clutches onto me harder, pressing closer to me as he sits up straight.

My entire body grows hot, us both gasping for air but not breaking away to get any.

Jasper hums, the deep sound catching in the back of his throat as his tongue swipes across my bottom lip before his mouth is parting mine and deepening the kiss.

A growl echoes out of my chest but I don't let it stop us.

My boyfriend just tightens his fingers in my hair, hand sliding up to cup the back of my neck.

Heat pools in my stomach as he kisses me harder, tongue curling around mine as our waists slide together.

Then he pulls away, panting for air.

He lets out a small, breathless groan as I hold him tighter and press a small his back to his lips.

God, can we just kiss like that forever?

"You're right," Jasper says, voice coarse as he takes another deep breath, meeting my eye as I sit back on my heels, still trying to blink away the fuzziness in my mind. "Those are really good."

I smirk, leaning in. "Want to try them again?"

He smiles and gives me a short, sweet kiss for a few moments before pulling away.

It's not as much as I expected but it's as much as I got, I'm okay with that, besides, now he tastes like strawberries.

"So," Leaning a bit back to get more comfortable face to face, I feel his hands on my hips tighten, making me grin. "You said that this isn't the only thing you wanted to show me today? Though I don't know how it-" I growl. "-can get better than this."