Drew wrapped the rubber band back around them and slipped them into his pocket. He continued to search through the drawer, he found a tube of lipstick and a brush. When he picked up the brush, he noticed the hair strands. His eyes glanced at the box of tissues on the vanity.
With haste and unclear thoughts, he removed the hair and placed it inside a tissue. He picked up the lipstick as well, and put them both in his pocket.
Drew left the Baxter's and headed home. It was eight o'clock, and he needed to leave for New York. He was a punctual person to a fault. Picking up his phone, Drew called Jake.
“I need you to run another background check. This time on Diane Williams, Jasmine's mother. I need everything you can find, asap.” Drew hung up, then dialed Jasmine's number. He got her voicemail.
“Hey, I wanted to say good night.”
∞
Thursday's wasn't usually a busy day at the clinic, but it was moving day, and they had their work cut out. The office was closed until Tuesday of the following week. Then they would reopen at the new location. As scheduled, the movers showed up at eight o'clock sharp. Lisa and Mrs. Potts, were also there with helping hands.
“Do you think I'm making a mistake?”
Lisa looked at Jasmine and touched her shoulder.
“Look hun, you're a smart woman. We've been friends for a long time. If you've decided that you're going, then I respect your decision.”
“Thanks Lisa.”
The day went by and they continued working. They managed to finish setting up everything for the most part. It was seven o'clock when they all headed home.
Jasmine stopped by the grocery store, and picked up a bottle of wine. At home, she poured a glass to drink while packing. She remembered the lace camisole set she wore, the morning Drew came over. She made sure to put the pink and green one in her bag. When she heard her phone ring, she knew it was him.
“Hello.”
“It feels good to hear your voice.”
She hadn't expected him to say that. She too had been thinking it, but didn't want to admit it.
“What, are you reading my mind now?”
Drew laughed. “Maybe.”
Jasmine exhaled and took a sip of her wine.
“What's wrong.”
“Nothing, today was just a long day.”
“That's right, you moved into the new building. How was it?”
“Busy. My muscles are sore.”
“Don't worry, I'll take care of that.”
Jasmine's breath caught in her throat.
“Did I just make you nervous?”
Once again, he read her mind.
“No, I yawned.” She heard a slight chuckle on the other end. “What time are we leaving tomorrow?”
“I'll be there to pick you up at ten... Get some sleep.”
“Okay, Goodnight.”
That night, after Jasmine showered and got into bed. She thought about Tessa's comment the other day. How well do you know anyone? Jasmine had dated Calvin for four years, and never imagined he would do what he did to her.
“It's not too late to back out.” she mumbled to herself.
Shaking it off she closed her eyes and went to sleep.
Chapter Ten
Shall we begin?
F riday morning came faster than Jasmine expected. Drew picked her up at ten o'clock. She took note of the fact, he was always on time. The idea of him being late, made her laugh on the inside. In the car, Jasmine let out a yawn.
“You can go to sleep if you want.”
When Jasmine closed her eyes, she thought about Tessa's comment, of waking up bound and gagged. She glanced over at Drew, who was focused on the road.
Thanks, Tessa.
“Can we stop at the Town Center, when we get there? I wanna buy a new swimsuit.”
“Yeah, sure.”
Jasmine closed her eyes again and went to sleep.
Two hours later, they were pulling into the shopping mall. Jasmine managed to wake up, as Drew turned off the car.
“We're here,” he said.
She sat up and looked around.
“Ready?”
With a nod, she reached for the door handle. They walked hand-in-hand inside the mall.
Drew attempted to help her search. “Are you a two-piece or a one-piece girl.”
She gawked at the neon pink bikini he held in his hand.
“It doesn't matter. However, I would prefer a darker color, maybe black or navy.”
“Gotcha.”
“Jasmine! Drew!”
They paused their search, to see Rachel and Neil Mitchell approaching them.
“Hi Rachel!” The two women hugged.
“How long have you guys been here?” Rachel asked.
“We just got here today. We're staying for the weekend,” Jasmine replied.
“Us too! The four of us, should go out tonight. Neil and I, was thinking of checking out the boardwalk.”
“Yeah, that sounds like fun.” Jasmine looked over at Drew, who didn't seem to mind.
They talked with the Mitchell's a little longer, then resumed shopping.
It was a thirty-minute drive to Drew's home. On the way, they passed several sprawling mansions. Jasmine wondered what Drew's home was like. Judging by his stern and well put together mannerism, she figured it would be bold and modern. When he drove the car through the iron gates, she was speechless. It was hard to believe one person occupied that much space.
The home itself appeared to be three stories tall. The white exterior was made of stone and clapboard. It seemed to be surrounded by acres of land.
“You live here, alone?”
“Yes, you don't approve?”
Jasmine laughed halfheartedly. “You're joking right?”
“Rarely,” he said as he opened the door.
She watched Drew step out the car, and waited a few seconds before joining him. She used her hands to shield her eyes from the sun, and glared up at the top of the mansion. Jasmine then turned and scanned over the land. She could vaguely make out the neighbors house.
“How far away is your neighbor?”
“About a mile. Why, are you thinking of running away?”
“No, of course not. Your home is so secluded.”
“When I had it built, I bought the lots on each side, I like my privacy. Ready to go inside?”
With her purse in hand, she followed him.
“How often do you come here?”
“A few times out of the year. Now and then, I may entertain a few guests.”
She wondered by guests, did he mean women. “And it stays empty the rest of the time?”
“Jefferson and his wife Isabella, look after the house and grounds when I'm away.”
Just then, a woman came walking down the hall. Jasmine figured her to be Isabella.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Watts. Nice to see you again.”
“Hi Isabella, this is my...” Drew paused and stared at Jasmine.
Jasmine wore a half smirk on her face. She was waiting for him to finish his sentence.
“This is my friend, Ms. Williams. She'll be staying the weekend with me. Could you take her things up to the bedroom next to mine.”
“Yes sir. It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Williams.”
Jasmine smiled and nodded.
“Would you like to have a look around?”
“Sure.”
Drew took her by the hand, and they started on the first floor.
When they made it upstairs, he showed her the room she would be staying in.
“I take it, this is your room?” Jasmine stood, in front of a set of doors.
“Yes.”
“May I?”
“Yes, you may.”
Beyond the double doors, she noticed the bed sitting straight ahead. It was bigger than the one in the room next door. A large plush white rug, flowed underneath it. The floors were made of wood, just like the rest of the house. The walls were light gray and trimmed in white,
matching the bedding.
Sheer white drapes, hung on the large windows. At the moment they were pulled back with roped ties. To the left, was the bathroom and a walk-in closet. A sitting room with a fireplace separated the two. There were two televisions, one over the fireplace and the other on the wall facing the bed.
Jasmine looked over in his direction.
“Is it not what you expected?”
“It's exactly, what I expected.”
She walked over to the window and noticed a stable.
“Do you have horses?”
“Yes, two. Do you ride?”
It was an innocent question, however, Jasmine's mind went elsewhere. She could tell Drew was aware, by the smirk on his face.
“Yes, I do. I didn't bring the proper clothes, perhaps some other time.”
“Are you hungry?” he asked.
“Yeah, actually I am.”
In the kitchen, Jasmine sat down at the Marbled island. Drew opened the stainless steel fridge door, and pulled out three containers.
“What are we having?”
“Tuna melts, compliments of Mrs. Jefferson.” He opened the bread and began to prep the sandwiches.
“Anything I can help you with?”
“You can get the plates if you want.” He pointed across the room. “Over there on the second shelf.”
After taking the tuna melts out the toaster, he handed a plate to Jasmine.
“Looks yummy.”
Together they sat at the table.
“Enjoy.” he said.
How about a movie?” Drew asked after they finished eating.
“Sure.”
Jasmine stood and followed him into the theater room.
“Here, I'll let you choose.” Drew handed her the tablet and showed her how to make a selection.
“This one.” Jasmine picked the nineteen seventy-six version of, 'A Star is Born'.
“Are we feeling sentimental?”
“I think it's a good movie.” She sat in one of the front row seats.
“No argument here.” Drew started the movie and sat next to her.
A few times he looked over his shoulder. Jasmine was so absorbed in the movie, she didn't see him spying. It reminded him of Nina, she was the same way. Many times she would completely tune him out, while watching television.
Two hours later when the movie ended, he thought he spotted a tear on her cheek.
“What time are we meeting Rachel and Neil?”
Drew looked down at his watch. “I'm not sure, I'll give Neil a call.”
“Okay while you do that, I'll go unpack.”
Upstairs, she sat on the queen size bed. The colors were neutral, and nonspecific to gender. She wondered if all his female house guest, stayed in the room. After unpacking she went into the bathroom and washed up. Leaving the room, she went to find Drew.
When she stepped into the hall, she noticed the door to his room was open. There was also a light coming from inside. Jasmine took a few steps towards the banister, and peaked over it. She looked down to the foyer, and back at his door.
“Drew?”
She pushed the door open, then stepped inside and discovered the light was coming from the sitting area. Although Jasmine had already been inside the room, she was still curious. She wandered over to the walk-in closet. It was a department store. His shoes lined one side of the wall, and his clothes the other. It was neatly organized and color coded to perfection. In the middle of the closet, sat a custom-made dresser. She opened a few drawers and found his cuff links, ties, and socks.
Taking a pair out, Jasmine peeked at the price tag on them.
“Jeez!”
“What, you think I paid too much?” Drew said.
By accident, she slammed the drawer shut. “I'm sorry, I was looking for you. I didn't mean to snoop.”
Drew walked over and sat down on the chaise, he draped his arm over the back and continued to watch her.
“I saw the light on and I assumed you were in here.”
“Come over here and sit down.” Drew patted the space next to him.
She remembered he'd done the same, the night of the fundraiser. With hesitancy, Jasmine stepped away from the dresser, and walked over to him. Drew moved his hand, allowing her to sit. He reached out, and combed his fingers through her hair.
“Did you talk to Rachel and Neil?”
“Yes, they want us to meet them in an hour.” Drew stroked the side of her face.
“Your closet is very organized,” she said, attempting to divert his attention from her.
“I believe everything has a place.”
“And where do I fit?”
“I haven't figured that out yet.” Drew leaned forward and kissed her. His lips were demanding, almost overpowering. “Right now, I want you in my bed.”
“I take it you're in the habit, of getting what you want?”
“Yes, for the most part.”
“Is this a common thing for you? Inviting women to spend the weekend at your fancy house, and making love to them?”
Drew caressed her face again and smiled. “You're the first, for the purpose I have in mind. Which I assure you, has nothing to do with love.”
Jasmine began to speak, but Drew leaned forward and kissed her again.
“Don't worry, I'll be gentle the first time.” He stood and held out his hand.
She stared at it before placing hers inside. The time had come, she thought as he guided her across the room. When they stopped at the side of the bed, Drew sat and pulled her close.
Jasmine gazed into his eyes, and her head began to spin. Unsure of her balance, she placed her hands on his shoulders for support. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, while Drew unfastened her shorts and slid them down her legs.
“Turn around.”
Jasmine had never been ordered to do anything. The look in Drew's eyes, told her it was best, if she obeyed.
After peeling off her thong, he laid kisses on her ass before biting it gently.
“Mmm,” she moaned.
Drew stood and lifted the shirt over her head. “Jaz.”
“Yes.”
“I'm gonna fuck you.”
Jasmine could feel the tingling between her thighs, his bluntness was arousing.
Drew brushed her hair off her shoulders, and laid kisses there. She moaned again when he sucked the same spot. With little effort, his hands undid her bra and removed it. His palms caressed her breast, while the warmth of his lips moved across the side of her neck.
“Spread your legs.”
Jasmine did as he asked.
He licked his fingers then rubbed them against her clit. Pressing harder, he made her moan. Drew felt her legs wobble, when he slid them inside her. He closed his eyes, while moving his fingers in and out. The warm creamy feeling surrounding them, made his dick harder.
“Oh!” Jasmine leaned back into him. His fingers alone, were enough to make her go insane.
He nibbled on her earlobe then whispered in her ear. “I'm gonna make you come.”
“Yes, please!” Jasmine's legs, were starting to give out.
Drew felt her juices run down his hand. Removing his fingers he licked them clean. He turned her around, so his could eyes roam over her.
She watched him sit back on the bed. His gaze never left her body. Leaning forward, he engulfed one of her breast, with his mouth. Jasmine threw her head back, at the sensation of his tongue on her nipples.
Drew moved over to the other breast, and devoured it as well. With greed, he grabbed both and licked them together. Releasing them, he picked her up and placed her on the bed.
She enjoyed the view, as he undressed. Piece by piece he dropped his clothes on the floor, while meeting her stare. She bit her lip when he pulled down his briefs. Jasmine didn't consider herself an expert on the male anatomy, but she was very impressed. In fact his entire body was astonishing.
Her eyes followed him, as he walked over to the nightstand. She saw him
rip open the shiny gold pack. After sliding on the condom, he climbed into bed. Briefly, he hovered over her. When they kissed, she fell back. His mouth teased her nipples again, and then her neck. She could feel him, rubbing against her thigh. Her hands reached down, but Drew grabbed them.
Needing to be in control, he placed her hands above her head. He held them in place with one hand, while the other open her legs wider. They locked eyes once more, as he pushed inside her. For the past week, he wondered what she would feel like. It was beyond anything he imagined.
Jasmine pressed her lips together, as he slid in and out of her. She wanted this, to be stretched and filled beyond capacity. When he leaned forward, she locked her legs around him. Chest to chest they moved as one. She needed to touch him, she wiggled her hands, in an effort to release them. Drew thrust harder, causing her to give up the fight.
Finally, he let her hands go and grabbed both of her legs. He pushed them up by her head and drove deep inside her.
“Mmm, yes!”
Drew took pleasure in her lost of control. He considered her moan as a sign to keep going. Eager to satisfy, he hit her spot with every stroke. Just when she thought he was reaching his peak, he flipped her over and entered her from behind.
“Oh please! I can't,” she said, clutching the bed sheets for support.
Drew smiled, happy to hear her pretty mouth beg. He visualized the different positions he could put her in. All the ways to make her call his name and cream for him. Gripping her hip with one hand, and using the other to grab her hair, he pumped faster. The thought of having his way with her, excited him even more.
“Drew! Please!”
“We're almost there.”
“I can't!”
“Yes you can... Come for me Jaz.”
With forceful thrusts, he pushed her to the point of release. He felt her wetness increase, before erupting. Drew rocked slow, while still inside her. He wanted more, one time wasn't enough.
Chapter-Eleven
Easy.
J asmine had been with other men, but no one had ever made her feel the level of pleasure she'd just endured. She looked over at Drew, he was watching her.
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