by K. B. Webb
Jasmine spits wine and coughs, “It’s funny because it’s true.”
“Well, I have no intentions of hurting Jasmine, and Dani has already told me that if I do she will open a Texas sixe can of whoop ass on me. She must get her sense of humor from you.”
“That she does. She also gets her large ass and high alcohol tolerance from me.” Linda Gail doesn’t hold anything back.
Linda Gail excuses herself to the balcony to smoke and makes us promise not to tell Dani since she was supposed to quit months ago.
“So, I take it things with Molly didn’t go as well as you thought they would?” Jasmine turns and faces me on the couch. Her eyes are slightly bloodshot and her cheeks are red but she’s still fucking gorgeous.
“Nope they didn’t. Basically, she thinks you slept with Colt and that’s part of the reason she acts the way she does. There’s more, but it still doesn’t justify the way she’s been acting. And well, she asked me to choose between you and her.”
“First off, I never slept with your brother.” Jasmine looks offended that Molly would even assume such a thing, and I don’t really blame her.
“I know that, OK? I never thought that you did. I tried to explain that to Molly, but she wouldn’t listen.”
“The other part, her asking you to choose. I assume since you’re here right now that you didn’t make the choice she wanted.” She looks so hurt, not for her, but for me.
“Well, let’s just say right now she’s not talking to me.”
“Fuck Ryan, really? I don’t want to be the reason you lose your best friend.”
I reach out and grab her around the waist, pulling her across the couch and onto my lap. She moves so that she’s straddling me and I rest my hands on her ass.
“Jasmine, you are not the reason for Molly not talking to me right now, despite what she may say. She’s the reason. She tried to make me chose and I said no, so she made the choice for me. It sucks, but it’s the way things are.”
“First Jason and now Molly, you and I are having some really fucked up luck.”
I shrug my shoulders, “I guess things can only get better, right?”
“I sure hope so.”
I can tell Jasmine is trying to act like she’s not worried or fazed by everything that has been going on, but it’s obvious she is. She looks down at my shirt and starts nervously messing with the cross I wear around my neck.
“Hey,” I lift her head up so she’s looking at me, “you know how I know things can only get better?”
“Nope, enlighten me Mr. Davis”
“Because I love you as much as you love me.”
Her eyes instantly start to tear up and the sad look on her face is replaced with an ear to ear smile, “You do?”
“How could I not? You’re pretty fucking lovable Jasmine Slade.”
She laughs and kisses me, “I am aren’t I?” She doesn’t let me answer, instead she kisses me again, this time deeper with more tongue. I grab her ass and pull her against me.
I forget that Linda Gail is even there until I hear a cough behind me.
“Sorry for interrupting.”
Jasmine laughs and pulls her mouth away from mine. “Sorry Linda Gail, we got a little caught up in the moment.”
“I can see that.”
“He told me he loves me,” Jasmine’s smile is contagious as she speaks. She looks so fucking happy and after the shit storm we have been through lately, she deserves to be happy.
“Well of course he does honey. He should feel honored that you love him.”
“I do,” I answer Linda Gail but stare at Jasmine as I speak. I am so fucking honored that this woman not only loves me, but is willing to put everything in her life on the line to be with me. I’ve never been in a real relationship, and now I know why. I guess part of me was always waiting for Jasmine. I know that even if I would have tried to fall in love before now, it wouldn’t have even compared to how I feel about her. Jasmine Slade is my fucking end all, be all, and I won’t let anyone or anything stand in the way of us being together. I don’t care who doesn’t agree with our relationship. At this point, the whole world could fuck off and I wouldn’t give a damn as long as the gorgeous, dark haired woman sitting on my lap continues to look at me like I am the only man on Earth and smile like I make her the happiest woman alive. Because that’s exactly what I’m trying to do, make Jasmine Slade the happiest woman alive, because she makes me the happiest man. I love this girl. Wholeheartedly, head over heels, sappy love song, kind of love, and I wouldn’t change a fucking thing.
There’s a knock at the door, and I move Jasmine off my lap to answer it. Lucas stands on the other side and gives me a nod before walking inside.
“Hey Abu, how was day drinking?”
“Fucking fabulous as always! You know Linda Gail and I always have a kick ass time together.”
“Yea, yea. Y’all have a kick ass time and I end up having to come pick up my drunk future mother-in-law. Seems fair.” He’s obviously being sarcastic, but Jasmine and Linda Gail are so drunk they don’t even notice.
“You know I appreciate you Lucas,” she walks past him and pats his cheek, “my daughter picked a good one.”
She grabs her purse and downs the last of her wine before hugging Jasmine goodbye and finalizing their plans for tomorrow. She hugs me too and whispers in my ear, “take care of my girl,” before she leaves.
Linda Gail walks out of the apartment and Jasmine walks back to her room to get ready for bed, leaving Lucas and I alone in the living room.
“How’d shit go with Molly today? Dani told me you were going to talk to her?”
“Worse than I expected.”
“Sorry about that man, I know how close y’all are.”
“Yea, we are, but I won’t let her talk shit about Jasmine, or to her, and I won’t let her force me to choose. I’m a grown ass man, no one gives me ultimatums.”
“Well good for you man. You and Jasmine both look happy, fuck what everyone else thinks.”
“My thoughts exactly.”
He nods at me again and leaves. I shut the door behind him and lock it before cleaning up the mess Jasmine and Linda Gail managed to make. I put the dishes in the sink and 4 wine bottles in the trash before going to find Jasmine.
She’s laying in her bed with nothing on but a pair of sheer hot pink underwear. The sight causes my dick to instantly stand at attention and my pants to become too tight.
“You love me?” Her cheeks are still red, but now her eyes are filled with lust.
“Damn right I do.”
She smirks and props herself up on her elbows, “Then show me.”
I foot off my boots and quickly remove my pants and shirt. I kiss the inside of Jasmine thigh, then her stomach, and finally her neck as I make my way up her body. When I finally reach her mouth, I kiss her with everything I have inside me, wrapping one hand around her hair and using the other to hold my body up.
“Baby, I really hope you don’t want sweet and gentle right now because I don’t know if I can do that.”
“Ryan, don’t be gentle. Just fuck me.”
I kiss her one more time and raise off of her so I can stand.
“Flip over Jasmine.” She does what she’s told without hesitation.
She flips herself over. I grab her hips and pull them up so that she’s on her knees and her ass is in the air. I run my hand over her skin and the thin fabric that covers it. She moans as I spank her, not hard but just enough to get her attention.
“You ready to be fucked baby?” I spank her again, this time a little harder.
She jumps slightly at the contact, “Yes, please.”
I step out of my underwear and stroke my hard dick while I spank her again.
“Ryan, please, please fuck me. I need you inside me right now.”
I moan, “It’s so damn hot when you beg.”
I push her underwear to one side before sliding in as far as I can go. Jasmine drops her head and chest on
the bed and grips the sheets. I grip her hips harsh, digging my fingers into her skin. I pump into her slowly at first but quickly build up speed.
“Harder,” her voice is full of lust which drives me over the edge. I fuck her harder, giving her what she wants. She pushes back against me and we quickly find the perfect rhythm.
“Ryan,” her breathy voice and her inner muscles tightening around me let me know she’s close and I am too.
“You gonna come on this dick Jasmine?”
“Mmmm,” her grip on the sheets tightens as muscles clench my dick. I know my release is coming soon, but I need her to come first.
I release one of her hips and begin to rub her clit driving her over the edge. Jasmine comes hard, screaming my name and moaning. Her release brings mine on almost instantly. I lean my body over hers and bite her shoulders as I come hard.
She collapses on her stomach. I roll off of her and lay on my back beside her.
“Can I just sleep like this? I don’t know if I can move.”
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll help you.” I stand up and walk to the bathroom to grab a wash cloth. I clean myself off then return to the room to clean Jasmine up. I remove her underwear and pick her up so I can pull back the covers. I lay her down and crawl in bed next to her.
“I really like that you love me,” her eyes are closed but she’s smiling.
“I really like it to baby.”
“Say it.”
“I love you Jasmine.”
“Mmmm,” she smiles again and curls her body into mine, “I love you too Ryan.
“I know baby. Now, go to sleep.”
She doesn’t respond, just buries her head in my chest. A few minutes later I can hear her snoring.
I do what I do almost every night. I look up at the ceiling and talk to Colt like he’s right in front of me.
“I think I did good man. I know you’d be happy that I was with Jasmine. I love her, but I guess you already knew that. I just wish you were here man, but I guess you know that too. I love you little brother. Keep an eye out for all of us.”
For the first night since Colt’s died, I don’t wait for a response that I know won’t come. Instead I wrap my arms around the girl I love and close my eyes.
“Ugh, why did I drink so much?” Seriously, my head feels like it’s going to explode right now. Ryan’s laughter doesn’t make it any better. While I love him for trying to give me Tylenol and coffee, I would have rather been able to sleep all day.
“Don’t blame that decision on me, that was all you and Linda Gail,” he answers as I throw the covers over my head trying to hide my eyes from the light filtering into my room. Fuck me. Wine hangovers are the worst, yet I continue to drink stupid amounts of wine on a semi regular basis even though I know this. Two hangovers in a row are not a good start to my week.
“What time is it anyway?” I don’t usually wake up till noonish when I’ve been drinking, but I know it’s earlier than that. Ryan is an early riser, and he’s been trying to convert me into one too, but it’s not working out so well.
“It’s almost 8. I figured I would see if you wanted to go for a run with me before you met Dani and Linda Gail for lunch.”
“Shit, I’m glad you remembered about lunch because in my hellish state I totally forgot,” I remove the covers and sit up in my bed, scooting over till I’m sitting beside Ryan. He’s already dressed in work out shorts and a cut off shirt. I could do one of two things right now, go back to bed and try to sleep off my hangover or go run behind my sexy man and stare at his ass. Staring at Ryan’s ass always wins.
“Well, give me a few minutes and I will get dressed and come with you. You look really fucking hot right now so it’s probably best if I come along. Don’t want you to get hit on. I’d hate to have to cut a bitch.”
He slides off the bed and stands before pulling me up to do the same. He places one hand on the side of my face and kisses me sweetly, “Well even if they tried they wouldn’t stand a chance. I only have eyes for you. Even when you have raccoon eyes and morning breath.”
I laugh and slap his chest, “You’re such a fucker sometimes, but I still love you.”
“And I love you. Now, get dressed so we can try to get a run in before it gets too damn hot.”
I push past him and head to bathroom to brush my teeth since I obviously have terrible morning breath. After I have brushed my teeth and rid myself of raccoon eyes, I throw on some running gear and meet Ryan in my living room.
“Ready to go?” He eyes me up and down, and even though I have on what I always wear when I run, I suddenly feel naked. And really turned on.
“Why do you always have to look so fucking hot when we work out? Do you know hard to it is to run with a hard on?”
“Well Mr. Davis, maybe I’ll help you out with that hard on situation,” I close the space between us and run my hand over his hard dick and lick his neck up to his ear before biting the lobe, “after our run.”
I take a step back and laugh at the frustrated expression on his face before walking to the front door with him hot on my heels.
An hour later after we are both sweaty and exhausted, we walk back into my apartment. Ryan immediately takes his shirt off and walks into the kitchen to get water. He’s covered in sweat and breathing heavy. His abs contract with every breath he takes and the sweat on his skin highlights the tattoos that cover his body. My body is already hot from the run, but every nerve ending in me goes on high alert at the sight of him and I feel my temperature rise.
He stares at me as he chugs a bottle of water, and I can tell from the look in his eyes that he is having the same thoughts.
“Well, I need a shower,” I grab the bottom of my sports bra and pull it off, freeing my tits and his eyes instantly double in size at the sight of them, “and I told you I would help you out with that hard on situation. Think we could take care of those things at the same time.”
“Fuck yes we can,” he lunges for me and I turn quickly, running towards my room. He catches me right before I reach the door to my bedroom. “I would bitch about you running away from me, but I love the way your tits bounce when you run, especially without a bra.”
I grab the band of his shorts and pull them down in one quick motion, causing his erection to spring free, “I see your dick enjoys seeing me run without a bra also.”
“Oh baby, my dick enjoys everything about you.”
We kiss and laugh while we kick off our shoes and socks and I peel myself out of my shorts. When we’re both gloriously naked, Ryan places his hands under my ass and carries me into my bathroom, holding onto me while he turns the water on. After letting it run a few minutes, he places us both inside the shower, facing each other.
I grab the Irish Spring body wash he leaves here and work it into a lather in my hands. I work my way up his chest and over his shoulders, standing on the tips of my toes to reach his back and kissing him. All the laughter that was between us minutes ago is gone. There is nothing that either of us find funny anymore.
We continue to kiss as I run my hands over his body, he places his on my ass. He turns so that I am under the shower head and grabs my body wash. He squeezes some into his strong hands before bringing them back to my body. First he washes my arms and shoulders, then my back before bringing his hands around to my stomach. His eyes never leave mine as he works me over, making my body putty in his hands. He gets more soap and runs a hand over each breasts which causes a moan to escape from me and a deep groan from him. “Fuck Jasmine, I could touch your body for hours.”
“I wouldn’t try to stop you.”
“Good, because I wouldn’t let you even if you tried. I plan on touching you every day for the rest of my life.” He kisses me, but it’s so much more than a kiss. It’s a promise, a promise that he and I will be together every day for the rest of our lives. There is nothing that could tear us apart and I know that we both know that. We’re meant for each other. Fuck what anyone else thinks.
He move
s his hands lower, working one between my legs while the other kneads my ass. His movements are all calculated. He grips my ass tighter as he slides a finger inside me, then two. I gasp and dip my nails into his shoulders. He move us so that my back is against the tile wall and we’re both under the shower head, burying his head in my shoulder and biting at the soft area of skin by my neck. My body bucks in response. He takes advantage and continues to work his fingers inside me, deeper and harder, till I can feel my orgasm building.
“Fuck Ryan, I’m about to come,” my voice doesn’t sound like my own. It’s breathy and high pitched.
He removes his finger from me and lifts his head from my shoulder, making eye contact with me, “if you’re going to come, it’s gonna be on my dick.”
He quickly scoops me up his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist. He doesn’t give me any warning before he plunges his dick deep inside me. The contact is forceful and amazing all at once. He pushes against me till my back is flat against the wall. He moves one of his hands from under my ass, places it against the wall beside my head, using both hands to find the perfect rhythm.
I quickly feel my orgasm building inside me again, and I know Ryan does too. He places his forehead against mine, “Damn Jasmine, you feel so fucking good.”
“Ryan, don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I’m not the kind of girl who begs, but right now I will do whatever I have to because the orgasm that is building up inside me will be life altering, just like every other orgasm Ryan has given me.
“Never baby, I will never stop.” He kisses me as I come, catching my moans and screams in his own mouth.
I know Ryan isn’t far behind me because he begins to pick up his pace and drops his head to my neck, “I fucking love you, so damn much.” I speak with my mouth right next to his ear and lick the shell of it before taking it in my mouth. I dig my fingernails into his back, sending him over the edge.
“Jasmine,” his voice is deep and full of passion as he releases inside me. We both stand still for a few moments, Ryan still inside me, as we catch our breaths.
He finally releases me so I can stand. We both wash our hair, and our bodies again before stepping out of the shower.