New Hearts Old Flame

by M D Alexander

  At two o'clock her phone chimed.

  Drew: What time do you get off?

  Received: 2:00 PM.

  Jasmine: 4 o'clock.

  Delivered: 2:01 PM.

  Drew: Then you should be there,

  no later than 6.

  Received: 2:02 PM.

  Jasmine: Somewhere around that time.

  Delivered: 2:02 PM.

  Drew: I expect you there at 6 o'clock.

  Don't be late!

  Received: 2:03 PM.

  Jasmine glared at his text.

  Is he serious?

  Jasmine: You're joking, right?

  Delivered: 2:05 PM

  Drew: I told you before, rarely.

  Received: 2:05 PM.

  Well fuck me! Yes Jasmine, that's what he plans to do.

  At four o'clock, she headed home. In the shower she shaved everything and applied her skin moisturizer. Wrapped in a towel, she briefly stared at the box on the bed. After removing the black corset and matching thong, she slid into them. Jasmine surveyed herself in the mirror, and liked what she saw.

  Surely, Drew had intended for her to wear the sexy garments underneath her clothes. Jasmine thought of his reaction, if she showed up in a mere trench coat and the lingerie. It was a fantasy of hers, she'd always wanted to try. Her eyes gleamed with excitement, she was more than ready for that night.

  After applying the finishing touch, she grabbed the box with the blindfold and ribbon, then headed for the door. Jasmine glanced at the clock, it was five forty-five, she had only fifteen minutes to make it to Drew's place on time.

  Whatever, I'll get there when I get there.

  She followed the direction's he'd given her. She remembered the night he stayed with her. It had taken him twenty minutes. Which meant, she would still arrive late.

  What's the worse that could happen.

  As Jasmine exited the freeway, she took note of the upscale neighborhoods. She wondered which one the navigation, would lead her to. It was neither of them. Instead, they led to a secluded area, with a set of iron gates. Thick tall trees, blocked the view of what lied beyond them.

  Jasmine pulled closer and noticed a code box. Just as she reached for the button, the gates opened. She drove down the long paved road, which led to a massive brick construction. She checked the time, the clock said six-fifteen.

  Here we go.

  Jasmine approached the front entrance. Two huge mahogany doors stood, with beautiful hand carvings engraved in each. A lions head hung in the middle, connecting them. She started to ring the doorbell, but something told her they were unlocked. Jasmine notice a tremble in her hand, as she pushed one of the doors open.

  The entry was large and open, with the living spaces visible. The colors on the walls were neutral, matching the furniture which was modern and sleek. An iron staircase to the right, led to the upstairs. After closing and locking the door, she walked further inside.

  Over by the staircase, she noticed a table. There was a card with her name on it.

  Come upstairs to the room at the end of the hall.

  Placing the paper back on the table, she ascended the stairs. She paused in front of the doors. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled. When she turned the knob and entered, the room was dim and lit with candles.

  “You're late.”

  She heard Drew before she saw him.

  “A little.”

  Jasmine turned her attention towards the Cali-king sized bed. Drew sat at the end of it. She watched as he stood, he was naked. She swallowed and remained still, as he came over to her.

  Looking her up and down, he walked in a circle, then stood behind her.

  “Take your coat off.” His breath teased the hairs on her neck.

  Reaching into her pocket she retrieved the blindfold and ribbon, before letting the coat fall to the floor. She heard the intake of his breath.

  “You're a naughty girl, Jaz.” Drew bent down to pick up the coat. As he stood, he caressed her skin. “I can't wait to kiss your lips,” he said standing in front of her.

  “Then kiss me.”

  He showed no mercy as he leaned forward and devoured her lips.

  Jasmine moaned as his tongue made love to her mouth.

  Finally, Drew let her up for air. “I was talking about the ones between your legs,” he said, stroking her bottom lip with his finger.

  Jasmine licked her lips. She became moist, thinking of his face buried between her thighs. She closed her eyes for a visual, and became even wetter.

  “Mmm.”

  “Is that a yes?”

  “Yes.”

  Drew took a few steps back. He tapped his mouth while looking her over again. “Where's the rest of your out fit?”

  “Here.” She held her hand out and gave him the ribbon.

  “Walk over to the bed.

  Jasmine made her way toward the bed and stopped once she reached the edge.

  “Climb in.”

  Once again, she followed his orders.

  “Now put on your blindfold and lie back.”

  The cool satin brushed against her warm flesh. She waited patiently, the excitement and curiosity was driving her insane. She felt the bed give as Drew climbed in.

  “Think of a word that you can remember.”

  “What?”

  “You need a safe word.”

  “Black.”

  “I want you to use it, if things become too intense. Is that understood?”

  “Yes.”

  Drew grab her hands and tied them above her head with the ribbon. He noticed her breathing had increased.

  “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah,” she said trying to calm herself.

  He rubbed his hands over her breast, and pulled the fabric down to expose her nipples. She felt the warm sensation of his tongue when he licked them. Then the warmth was replaced with something cold and wet, causing her to arch her back.

  “Be still.”

  Jasmine lowered her body back down. She could feel Drew releasing the hooks of the corset, now her entire upper body was exposed. He kissed her stomach and worked his way back up to her breasts. He licked her nipple and bit it softly. Once again, the cold wet sensation of the ice shocked her senses, causing her to moan.

  “Is this making you wet?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good. Now let's take these off.” Drew tugged her thongs down. “Mmm, you shaved.”

  “Yes.” Jasmine couldn't see him, but she could sense his eyes on her. She had always kept herself trimmed, but tonight she wanted to make sure it was extra bare.

  “Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue?”

  She licked her lips and nodded. “Yes.”

  Drew's hair brushed the side of her leg, when he licked her inner thigh. Her urge to laugh disappeared, as his tongue darted inside her.

  “Delicious, I think I'll have some more.”

  Drew took an ice cube and rubbed it against her clitoris, before he pushed it inside her. He slid his tongue in next, tasting the juices of her arousal. With his teeth he teased her, before inserting his finger. As he moved back and forth, she moved with him, causing him to penetrate her deeper.

  The longer she rode his finger, her need to come increased.

  Drew could tell, and removed his finger.

  “You were late.”

  Jasmine didn't know what to say. Clearly her tardiness was a big deal. She felt Drew get out the bed and then return. Something stringy was being dragged across her stomach and then her thighs. He used it to spread them apart.

  “Whip!” The leather tassel struck her gently between the legs. “Whip!” Again, he hit her in the same spot, this time a little harder. “Whip!”

  “Ahh!” A soft cry came from her lips. The pain was surprisingly delightful.

  “You deliberately wore only the coat, didn't you.”

  “Yes!”

  “Whip!”

  “Why did you do that Jaz?”

  “I, I don't know!”


  “Whip!”

  “I think you do.”

  “Buzz...!”

  What is that!

  Drew placed the vibrator inside her, changing the speed and palpation as the head rotated. She wiggled in the bed, as her body responded to being overstimulated. She had never experienced so many intense sensations at one time.

  “When you do things you're not supposed to, you must be punished,” he said, moving the vibrator back and forth.

  “Oh fuck! I'm about to come!” she screamed.

  “We can't have that.”

  “What? Why?... Please!

  “No, not yet.”

  Jasmine tried to wiggle free again. She could feel him hovering over her, as he removed the ribbon. Grateful she began to massage her wrist.

  “Don't,” he said, as she lifted her hands to take off the blind fold.

  She put her hands back down to the side.

  “Hold your legs.”

  He rubbed his tip against her sensitive nub. Then without warning, he plunged into her. Jasmine cried out from the collision. Drew wanted more. He grabbed the headboard and stroked deeper, until her wetness flowed on to the sheets. She needed to touch him. Letting her legs go, she reached out for him. Her nails dug into his sweaty back. They were both so close to erupting.

  “Are you ready!” he asked. His voice was husky and low.

  “Yes!”

  He pushed inside of her until everything he had was gone. Still wearing her blindfold Jasmine tried to control her breathing. Drew's hand caressed her face as he removed it.

  He smiled and kissed her. She had done well for the first time.

  “Mmm,” she said looking down. Drew was still hard.

  “More?”

  Jasmine shook her head yes, as she bit down on her finger nail.

  “As you wish.”

  Thirty minutes later, they laid sprawled across the bed. Within seconds, they were asleep.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Seeing Ghost.

  A round six o'clock, Jasmine opened her eyes. Drew's arm laid across her, wrapped around her waist. With success, she slid it off and rolled out of bed. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, while she made her way, to what she figured to be the bathroom. When she flipped the switch, the bright light blinded her instantly.

  Half asleep, she sat on the toilet until her urge came back. While waiting, she looked around, there was no sign of anyone but Drew. She wondered if the other women had been to his house. After relieving herself, she went over to the sink. Jasmine couldn't resist the impulse to check the cabinet. She found nothing out of the ordinary, just your basic guy grooming supplies.

  Drying her hands she combed her fingers through her hair, and walked back into the bedroom. While she was in the process of gathering her things, Drew sat up in bed.

  “Where are you going?”

  He startled her, she had no idea he was awake. “Home.”

  “Why?”

  “First, I don't have any clothes, remember.”

  “And second?” he asked.

  “My friends party is today. The one you agreed to go to.”

  “You mean the one you forgot to invite me to?”

  “Yes, that one.”

  Drew glanced at the clock by the bed. “It's six-fifteen in the morning. What time is your friend's party?”

  “Two o'clock.”

  “Then you have plenty of time. Come back to bed.”

  Jasmine only hesitated for a few seconds, before putting her coat down.

  “Well, since you asked so nicely.”

  Drew put his arm around her, once she climbed into bed. “When were you going to tell me you were leaving?”

  “After I finished getting my things together.”

  He wasn't sure if he believed her, but decided to let it go.

  The next time Jasmine opened her eyes, it was twelve o'clock. Drew was already out of bed. Sitting up, she glanced around the large and spacious room. Like the living space below, the furniture was sleek and modern. The events of the night before, flooded her mind. She smiled to herself, before getting out of bed and walking over to the closet.

  It was commodious and organized like the one at the beach house. She pulled a drawer opened and found a Stallions T-shirt. After slipping it over her head, she went downstairs to find him. The sound of his voice came from the back of the house. She found him standing on the deck outside.

  He was on the phone, with his back to the set of French doors. When he turned around she waved. The corners of his mouth turned up into a smile, the instant he noticed the T-shirt she wore.

  “I'll call you back,” he told the person on the other end.

  “Good morning,” she said.

  “You mean good afternoon.”

  Jasmine shrugged, her perception of time was beyond comprehension at the moment.

  Drew smirked. “I see you found something to wear.”

  “Hardly, I still need to go home.”

  “Hungry?”

  “I'll take a piece of fruit and some coffee.”

  “Is that all you're going to eat?”

  “For now, I'll eat something at the party.”

  Drew went into the kitchen and she followed. She observed as he fixed her coffee. She waited for him to ask how she took it, but he didn't.

  “How did you know how I like my coffee?”

  “I remembered from the bookstore.”

  Jasmine was stumped. She didn't realize, Drew paid that much attention. She flashed a quick smile and excepted the banana in his hand.

  After consuming her coffee and banana, she went back upstairs and borrowed a pair of Drew's sweat pants, to add with the T-shirt.

  “Ready?”

  “Yep. Are you going to follow me home?”

  “No, I'm going to take you.”

  “But what about my car?”

  “It'll be here when you get back. Besides, you're spending the night.”

  “I guess so.”

  They never discussed her staying the entire weekend. Not that Jasmine didn't want to. She missed him. Until the night before, they hadn't seen each other since Monday.

  By one-thirty Jasmine and Drew arrived at the party. Lisa and Avery's house wasn't quite the size of Drew's beach house, but it was a mansion. She pushed the doorbell and waited for someone to answer. After a couple of minutes, she figured she'd let herself in.

  Jasmine dug her keys out of her purse. “Everyone is probably out back.”

  “You have a key to their house?”

  “Yeah we're all close.”

  “How close?” Drew's curiosity showed on his face.

  Once inside, she led him towards the back.

  “You were saying.”

  Jasmine glanced up at him. “What was I saying?”

  “About how close you all are.”

  “Right. Avery and I have been friends the longest. We met my first year in college. I met Lisa and Tessa a year after that, when I started nursing school. About three years ago, I introduced Avery and Lisa to one another, and they've been together ever since.”

  “So you and Avery never dated?”

  “We went out on one date, back in college.”

  Drew stared at her.

  “Nothing happen between us.”

  His eyes remained on her.

  “Lisa is one of my best friends, she and Avery mean a lot to me.”

  Drew seemed to relax as they continued to the outside.

  “Jaz.” Avery engulfed her with a hug.

  Jasmine felt Drew's grip tighten on her hand.

  “Hey, we made it.”

  “Good to see you again Drew.” Avery extended his hand.

  Drew accepted the hand shake, and let go of Jasmine. “Same here. You have a beautiful home.”

  “Thanks man. I'd like you to meet my wife.” Avery pulled Lisa over to him.

  “It's a pleasure to finally meet you Drew. I've heard so much about you.”

  “Thank you
for inviting me.”

  Lisa reached out and hugged Jasmine's neck.

  “Would you like a beer or something?” Avery held his up. “We got draft, craft, domestic, and imported. Take your pick.”

  Drew laughed. “That about covers everything. Sure, lead the way.”

  Jasmine sensed Drew was starting to loosen up.

  “Drew, I'm going to borrow Jasmine while you boys get acquainted.”

  Lisa guided Jasmine, back inside the house to the kitchen.

  “I don't know Jaz. I sense more than two people just having sex.”

  “We just met, it's not that serious.” She said it more for her self than for Lisa.

  “That's what your mouth is saying, but what does this say.” She touched Jasmine's chest.

  “The last time I listen to that...”

  “This isn't the same.”

  They were interrupted by Tessa. “What's up chicas!”

  “Where's Carlos?" Lisa asked.

  Jasmine gave Tessa a look. “You're doubling back again?”

  “I had already invited him.”

  “So where is he?”

  “Over there with your husband and some fine ass man.”

  “Hey!” Jasmine pushed Tessa.

  “Oh shit, that's Drew!" She suddenly remembered the picture from the internet.

  “Yes.”

  “Sorry, I forgot.”

  Jasmine never knew with Tessa. Hopefully she wouldn't try to borrow him, like she borrowed her clothes.

  “Are you sure you can handle all that.”

  “Whatever Tessa.”

  “What are you three over here gossiping about?” Damien said, walking up on them.

  At the same time they turned around, to find him standing with his date. An attractive Latina woman. With long black curly hair and a fair complexion, she stood about the same height as Jasmine and Tessa.

  “Hey Damien, who's this gorgeous woman on your arm?” Lisa asked.

  He aimed his gaze at Jasmine. “This is Stacey.”

  “Nice to meet you Stacey.” The women greeted her in union.

  “Why don't you leave her with us and join the guys over by the grill.”

  Damien looked in the direction Lisa was pointing. “Sure, OK... Looks like Drew made it.”