“And I told you I was willing to take the risk.”
“But I don’t know if I am.”
“Remind me again why not?”
“Because, I come with a lot of excess baggage.” He nuzzled his head in my neck and whispered.
“I am strong, I can help you carry it.” God he was saying everything that I wanted him to.
“You have no idea, really you don’t.”
“I don’t need to know what it is. All I know is that I want to be with you. You fill my every waking moment.”
“This is not a good idea.”
“Jasmine turn around for me.” I slowly turned around for him, he lifted my head up with his hand, he leaned in for a kiss. Jazz stay strong. Don’t let him win.
Resisting him any longer was no use. The temptation of Luke became too much to bear any longer. I had wanted him ever since I saw his blue eyes staring at me in the coffee shop. As we were kissing, he reached behind me and locked the door. This is it Jazz, at least you can stop fantasising about him and find out if he lives up to your expectations. I was now firmly under his spell.
He tasted too good, he put both hands on my bottom and pulled me in tight to his aroused body. We both deepened the kiss, god this man was so talented. His beautiful odour circling and infiltrating my nostrils. It was thrilling and sent warm spikes of arousal circulating around my entire body. He was marking out his territory and I was now under his domain. His touch was sending shots of pleasure rippling through my body. I moved my hands up to his head and ran my fingers through his hair. I let out a sigh of pleasure as our tongues entwined with long licks of heavenly moments. He reached up and unclipped my hair. It tumbled down around my shoulders. He moved his warm hand underneath my dress, riding it up an inch at a time, until his hand was touching my thigh.
My dress slid back down my leg as he lifted me up into his strong arms. He carried me upstairs. When we reached the landing, he put me down. I took a long look into his deep blue eyes, I knew in my heart this was the wrong thing to do. I should stop it before we went any further. Yet I needed it so badly, I had already tasted the forbidden fruit and now I needed the rest of it.
I reached for his hand and lead him through to my bedroom, he placed his mouth in the crease of my neck and whispered in my ear.
“Do you remember what I told you the other night?”
“No,” I replied.
“I am going to fuck you until you scream for mercy.”
“Ah . . .” My breath got caught in my throat, my knees went weak with his threatened primal promise. He had me held tight into his masculine body so I didn’t fall.
“Do you remember now?” I could barely catch my breath let alone speak.
“Yes.” Squeaked out of my mouth. I placed my hands on his arms to steady myself, my body instinctively reacting to his commands, he lifted my dress over my head. I moved into him and lifted his t-shirt off. Our lips met again, we both kissed like there was no tomorrow, both of us desperate to extinguish our internal raging fires.
I moved my hand to the front of his trousers and unbutton them, I slid the zip down. He unclipped my bra, and took it off my arms. I could feel it in his hand. It was touching my lower back. He moved his head around to my neck and down to my chest. His hot soft lips caressing my highly charged skin. He slung my bra onto the floor. Our bare chests were touching, my hardened nipples now rubbing against his rippling chest, igniting our desires further.
He stepped out of his trousers, I was panting, trying to catch more and more oxygen into my lungs. I let my head fall back to give him better access to my neck, he started nibbling his way around it, he had both hands clamped around my waist as he buried his head into my bust. I let out a small cry of pleasure. He slowly worked his way back up my body. I was trembling with anticipation and arousal. He continued and planted soft heavenly kisses on the top of my chest. I could feel his erection pressing into my body. I moved my hands around to his back letting my nails glide steadily over his skin, he took in a sharp gasp of air. He liked that. Mental note taken. He placed his lips back onto mine. We couldn’t stop kissing, both of us hungry for each other, I couldn’t get enough of him.
I let my lips move down his chest until I reached his hardened nipples, I let my tongue flick over one as I rolled and pinched the other in-between my fingers, I continued and started sucking and nibbling on it. Again he took in a sharp breath as I bit down. I then swapped, repeating the process with the other one. I moved my lips back up to his mouth. I let my hand move down to his boxers and freed him from his underwear. God he was so big. We moved across to the bed and he carefully laid me down. He was definitely skilled in the ways of a woman, every movement was carefully made, he lay soft kisses from my neck down to my nipples, then down to my bellybutton, he carried on, down my thighs and then too my feet.
“You are extraordinary Jasmine.” He stood up and took his boxers off. I had never seen a penis that big before. He was broad and long, he was pulsing before my eyes.
He got back on the bed and trailed his fingers down the inside of my arms, it was so erotic, I was on a different planet with how his touch affected me, his lips, his words, this seemed like a dream, a very good dream. He moved down the bed and took my black silky panties off. I was now totally laid bare in front of him, vulnerable and open.
“Luke—.” Before I had a chance to finish he sealed his lips over my mouth extinguishing any last lingering flames of doubt running through my mind.
“Relax and enjoy the pleasures that I can bring to your exquisite body.” I was left speechless. As he moved down to my chest, I arched my back in anticipation of his touch. I wasn’t left disappointed. He caressed my tender, aching breasts. Now I knew he had magic hands, so soft and gentle, not too much pressure, but just enough to give me maximum pleasure. His knowledge of a woman’s body became openly obvious.
My nipples were rock hard as he moved his mouth to them. He caressed one with his hand and one with his mouth. I gasped as he bit down on one of my nipples and pinched the other one. It hurt but it felt so good. Shock-waves rippled straight to my aching and pounding clitoris. He moved down my body and opened up my legs, he placed his hot tongue on my sensitive clit, flicking it with his tongue, tantalising my swollen entrance.
“Ah . . . Fuck.” I arched my back again at the wonderful tingling sensation coursing through my entire body. I gripped onto the cover underneath me, he let out a small primal rumble as he lapped up my overflowing juices. He placed a finger inside me.
“God Jazz, you are so hot and tight.” As his words resonated through my body my sex clenched around him, he let out another low rumble that sent a shiver across my body.
He skilfully moved his finger in and out, he then plunged in another one.
“Luke, I . . .” I had nothing. I moved my hips in rhythm with his fingers, slightly embarrassed at how quickly I let go of my inhabitations. He licked my clit in long, steady, slow stokes, as he rhythmically finger fucked my tight swollen flesh. My breathing changed, it was increasing in pace with every passing electric shock that surged through my body from my clit. He intensified his tongue action, I didn’t know how much longer I could last, I had been wound up like a coiled spring for most of the week, which only became worse after the ladies toilet incident.
“That’s it Jasmine, ride me.” My heart was beating so fast, my body ready to explode. He circled my clit with his thumb, I let out a groan of pure unadulterated delight. “I am going to fuck you so hard as soon as you have come all over my fingers.” My mind raced at the pleasures being bestowed on my body “give me what I want Jasmine, let it go for me, now!” With his command, my body let go, I pulled the sheets with my now clenched fists and let out a scream as my orgasm flowed through my body. I spasmed and pulsed around him, he started to clean me up with his tongue. Once he had his fill, he moved up the bed and started to kiss me again.
“Can you taste your goodness in my mouth Jasmine?”
“Yes.” It
actually tasted really nice, combined with Luke’s unique taste.
He got off the bed and reached for his trousers, he took a condom out of his pocket and ripped it open with his teeth. Once open he sat on the edge of the bed and placed it on himself.
“Come over here Jasmine.” I did as his low seductive voice directed. I straddled him and put my arms on his shoulders to steady myself. Once steady I wrapped my fingers around his length. He sucked in a sharp breath of air at the sudden contact. As I guided him into my slick, swollen entrance, the crown of his penis was teasing me. He placed his hands on my hips to help control my decent.
“Look at me Jasmine.” I did as he commanded. His big blue eyes staring into my own. As he broke through my entrance, I sucked in a jagged lung full of air at the unexpected fullness. His eyes became dark and glazed. I lowered myself steadily. I was so full, I had to wiggle to accommodate his girth. He slid in a little deeper, “fuck Jasmine, you are so tight.” I swallowed the lump in my throat, I leaned back, trying to take his full length. He slid in a little deeper. I let out a cry as he touched the roof on my vigina. You will never be able to take him all in. I slowly moved up and down in rhythm to Luke pushing up, I closed my eyes as he was stretching me, “look at me Jasmine, I want to see your eyes burning with desire when you come again.” His voice was low and authoritative. I moved one hand down off his shoulder and pinched his nipple between my fingers. He sucked in another lung full of air.
My heart was still racing from my earlier orgasm, he placed his thumb back onto my clit and circled it around and around. My body was ready to explode around him again, I managed to lean back a little further changing my angle of decent, I winced as I finally managed to take his full length. I had a tear drop from my eye as I climaxed around him. The unfamiliar feeling of looking into someone’s eyes as you orgasmed was too much for me to bare. This was a first for me, but I didn’t turn away.
He flipped me round so I was laid on the bed, he inserted back into me, my breath caught in my throat again, he was so big, his length now just seem to catch my sweet spot, my body started to shake, my breathing became erratic. He moved steadily in and out. With every passing stroke my body was building for another earth shattering orgasm, he increased his pace, I lifted my leg up over his back, I wanted more of him inside me. Then my body exploded into another orgasm. He moved my hands above my head and clung on with one hand, his other one was on the headboard above me. He had perfect leverage now to go as deep as he could.
“Jesus Jasmine. I am going to come so much.” He thrust his manhood back and forth. I was starting to twitch again. I could feel my muscles tightening around him. He sped up the pace and his breathing changed, it became more erratic. He continued looking deep into my soul with his glazed eyes. I moved my hips upwards to meet his thrust, the discomfort disguised by the pleasure. I couldn’t believe how deep he was and how much length my body could really take, he was in the perfect position inside me to give me maximum pleasure.
He let go of my arms to gain better leverage, he thrust deeper and harder, I was on the verge of ‘begging for mercy.’
“Yes, yes, yes, that’s it.” He hit my sweet spot time after delicious time, I dug my nails into his arse as I climaxed around him again. My aftershocks were still rippling through my body as his breathing became shallow, beads of sweat becoming more distinct, running from his perfect face. He started to moan and groan louder and louder. His thrusts were more determined, I tightened my muscles as far as I could, I wanted to milk him for everything he had. He finally let go in a sea of spasms as I looked into his misty blue eyes.
We lay on the bed silent trying to catch our breaths. I was still in shock that I had allowed this amazing lover inside me. He rolled over and kissed me on the forehead. He took the condom off and tied the end. He got out of bed and started getting dressed. I was a little confused as to his behaviour, I tried to go with it, but I knew in my heart that something was wrong.
“Luke are you all right?” he never replied. I then started to panic, I knew something was amiss, he put the condom into a tissue and placed it in his pocket, “answer me, are you all right? Have I done something wrong?” He turned around to look at me, but he refused to make eye contact, instead choosing to look at the bed.
“Thank you Jazz,” he said. Then left. My stomach sank as heard the front door open and close, grabbing my dressing gown, I ran downstairs and looked around, but he had gone.
I felt totally empty, I started to cry, how could something so beautiful mean so little to him? We had just spent the best part of two hours in the most intimate of ways. I knew sex was his end game but how could he just thank me and leave? I felt mad at myself for being so stupid and needy. I should have stuck to my vibrator. At least it never hurt my feelings and made me feel like a whore. Why on earth did I think he would care for me? I let him win. At least he didn’t have an excuse to see me anymore, no more harassing me, no more suggestive talking, I could move forward with my life. I never wanted to see him again, he just made me feel like a cheap hooker.
I walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror, as I stood staring at myself I realised all I could see was a needy fool staring back at me, my own reflection was demeaning me, I looked away, I couldn’t even face myself. I turned the shower on and jumped under the stream of warm, refreshing water, I burst into tears again. I was a total idiot for thinking he really could have care about me, but why just leave? Why make me look into his eyes if it meant nothing to him? I had to get this dirty feeling off me. I started scrubbing my skin with the sponge. I washed my hair, but I still didn’t feel clean. I repeated the process again and again until my skin was red raw. I got out of the shower and stripped the covers off the bed, I ran downstairs with them and threw them into the washing machine, I switch it on and ran back upstairs, I got some clean bedding out of the cupboard and re-made my bed. I finally managed to get into bed but I could still smell Luke, I put my MP3 player on, I had a quick flick through, Wasp–Crimson Idol, I tried to clear my mind, trying to find an explanation for his behaviour, but I couldn’t find any. I fell asleep crying.
I woke up sweating, I was panting heavily. I pulled my headphones out. No not this again, after such an emotional evening, I was hoping to sleep right through the night, but instead I was slung back into another terrifying nightmare that I couldn’t handle. I ran into the bathroom as usual, I threw my pyjamas on the floor and switched on the stream of water. I stood there screaming, screaming hysterically. Trying in vain to wash away the horror that was flashing in front of my eyes. The constant replaying images were unbearable on a normal night. I had no way of controlling what my mind showed me whist I slept. I was upside down in the car. My seatbelt was fastened. My head hurt, I reached up with my hand to hold it, but it felt wet, I looked at my hand and it was covered in blood, the urge to wash the blood off was tormenting my already shaken mind. I fell to the shower floor and sobbed. The heart ache I felt over Luke, now made worse by the constant distress I witnessed this evening. I sat there begging for the images to leave me alone, but they just kept playing over and over again, I could see flashing blue lights out of the corner of my eye. I could hear sirens in the distance. I could hear loud screaming. It sent a spine tingling chill through me. Then it goes deadly silent. I can hear the voices again. I turn to my left, the passenger window is cracked, but it seems foggy, I try and take in a breath again, I can smell smoke, I frantically started looking around for flames, as I turn I can see Greg, his head, No! No! It can’t be right, his head is covered in blood. “Greg, Greg please darling talk to me, don’t leave me like this, I don’t want to live without you, GREG PLEASE, I beg of you, you are my life, don’t leave me alone.” I grab his hand and squeeze it. I can now smell petrol. I can see and smell smoke. I turn back to look at Greg . . . Then his body slides away from my grasp and disappears. I tried hard to hold onto him but his hand just slid out of mine. I am now all alone in the car. I can hear a soft voice, but I cannot make ou
t the words, I feel so frightened, I cough as the smoke travels into my mouth.
“GREG! GREG!” I keep shouting it over and over again.
“Don’t leave me on my own, I need you in my life . . .” and then it all goes dark. I got out of the shower and went back to bed. I couldn’t understand why he let me go, he always promised to be right at my side and never leave me. I cried myself back to sleep.
When I woke in the morning, I was still trembling from my nightmare. I felt ashamed of myself, how could I have let him get under my skin and win? Look on the bright side Jasmine at least he will leave you alone. This was his game from the start. You just got played by a pro. I went downstairs, I was glad that Dylan wasn’t home yet. I grabbed a coffee and sat at the kitchen table, I sunk my head into my hands, I could just kick myself at being so stupid. I finished my coffee and jumped on my motorbike, I headed off for a long morning delivering parcels.
I was hesitant at seeing Rachel, she seemed so happy with Dylan, I didn’t want her to see me like this. I tried to hide my real feelings. I walked up to her with a pretend smile of my face.
“Morning Rachel.”
“Good morning Jasmine.”
“Did you have a good night then?”
“Yeah not bad. How about you?”
“Yeah we stayed up all night again talking. Dylan is a lot of fun to be around.”
“Good, I will see you later.”
“No you don’t, not so fast Jasmine, I need to know how it went with Luke?” Shit. What could I say?
“Yeah it was good, the meal was lovely, and the film was very entertaining. I really enjoyed it.” I felt that same annoying lump appear in my throat again. I was hoping that Rachel wound drop the subject now.
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