by Robby Mills
Her sweet nectar coated his lips as her erotic aroma filled his nose. Fresh, sweet, an aphrodisiac he knew he’d never find again. Jasmine cried out, ground herself against his mouth and came as he filled her with his tongue. She reached down, grabbed his head and stared into his eyes through her storm.
When it ended she pulled away, stretched out beside him and rested her hand on her tummy. Tim rolled to his side and watched her come down from her sexual high. God, she was beautiful.
He took a chance, cupped her breast and gently caressed her nipple. She rolled her head to the side and smiled.
“I don’t know who tossed you aside, Tim Rockwell, but they couldn’t have been very smart.”
He grinned like a fool. Yep, this exotic woman had done some serious repair to his ego. “Well, there’s more to a relationship than sex. Guess I wasn’t very good at that part.”
“As attentive as you are, I find that hard to believe. You’re a giving man.” She wiggled her perfectly shaped eyebrows. “An extremely giving man. That can’t be faked.”
“Are you going to stay the rest of the morning?” He hoped so. They only had about two hours to sleep but he wanted her here when he woke up.
“I’d love to.”
Chapter Six
After two solid hours of hard sleep, Tim awoke to the alarm. He quickly shut it off, drank in the sight of Jasmine curled up in his bed and once again thanked God for this spectacular gift. He thought about forgoing a shower and waking her up by crawling under the sheets and feasting again, but time was running short.
He quietly slipped from bed, showered, shaved and packed his toiletries into his shaving kit. When he came back into the bedroom, Jasmine was sitting up, the sheet bunched at her hips and her exquisite breasts proudly displayed.
“You should have gotten me up. I would have showered with you.”
Tim groaned out loud. “Baby, I wouldn’t make my plane.”
“Give me ten minutes and I’ll drive you to the airport.”
He thought about that a moment. “Okay.”
She took a quick shower, gathered her clothes, dressed and they left the room hand in hand. As Tim closed the door, he glanced inside one last time with a smile. Good thing rooms couldn’t talk.
Their carefree chatting on the way to the airport felt comfortable. He learned a little about his sexy rebound. She was educated, held a lucrative position at a well-known company and didn’t date much. She liked different kinds of music, didn’t watch much television or movies and loved to try new things.
Once Tim had his luggage checked in, they found a coffee shop, grabbed a few muffins and killed time together. Too bad they hadn’t found each other sooner on this little trip. He might be considering relocating.
“Tim, would it be all right if we kept in touch?” She rooted around inside her purse and pulled out a card. “I know this can’t go anywhere but I would like to chat with you every once in a while.”
He couldn’t believe his luck. A big, goofy grin spread across his lips. “You have another one of these and a pen?”
She handed him a card and pen. He wrote down his cell number, landline number and address. As he pushed it across the table, he said, “Call me, text me, show up at my front door anytime you’d like.”
“Same goes for you.” She tucked his information away.
How soon could he be back in Florida? “I really like you, Jasmine, and it wasn’t just the sex either. You’re a remarkable woman. Don’t ever change.”
She leaned across the table. “Don’t you ever let another woman toy with your head and feelings again. If they do, send them my way. I’ll straighten them out and then remind you how great you are, not just in bed either.”
His flight number echoed through the terminal. They tossed their garbage, she walked him to his gate and they shared a gentle, affectionate kiss that kept him smiling all the way home.
He realized something as he watched the clouds outside the plane’s window. His failed relationship with Deb wasn’t all her fault. They both had drifted, changed over their two years together. Maybe they could have worked a little harder at it, but at this moment it seemed things worked out as they were supposed to. He couldn’t muster up one bit of bitterness against her now.
It took a bright smile from a warm woman to open his eyes and show him he’d gotten bored and needed to experience new things. He silently wished Deb luck in her new life and hoped she found what she needed. He was sure going to have fun finding what he needed.
As he disembarked the plane his phone chirped, indicating a new message. He quickly glanced at it. Jasmine had already sent him a welcome home text with an attached picture of a particular little silver ball he liked so well. Yep, a whole new world waited for him and he couldn’t wait to jump in with both feet.
“Tim?” His sister stepped up to him with a confused look on her face. “You okay?”
He wrapped his arm around her and directed them through the throng of people. He couldn’t stop smiling. Yeah, this goofy look wouldn’t go away for days. The sun felt warm, possibilities were endless and he still had the sweet taste of Jasmine on his tongue.
“That good?”
“That fucking good. Thanks, sis, that trip is just what I needed.”
About Robby Mills
Robby Mills believes fantasies are healthy and natural. Hot men and women come in all shapes and sizes and should be appreciated in unique, erotic ways. She also believes stepping out of your comfort zone once in a while does a body good. If you’re afraid to do so, she welcomes you to live vicariously through her characters.
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