Chapter 44
The last ofthe light left the sky. Soft music was playing, and voices and laughter surrounded us. Jasmine held my hand as we talked quietly together. This was not what I’d ever expected before I came to Australia. It’s certainly not what I’d expected when I met Jasmine. I hadn’t even known how I was going to survive living with her and her wild children.
But the trust they had in me made me trust myself. It would be a battle every day to unlearn thirty-five years of hiding. But it was a battle I was willing to fight. And a battle I would win.
“Are you ready to head home?” I asked.
Jasmine nodded with a small smile. She stood and I packed the chairs.
“Rose, Bailey, we’re heading home now,” she said.
Rose ran over and gave us each a big hug. Bailey gave us enough attention to say goodbye. He was too engrossed in a story Ross was telling. Jasmine and I walked back hand in hand. Silent. The people behind us fading away, replaced with the lapping of the water. I focused on that and not my rapid heartbeat.
Jasmine locked the door behind us, and we headed to her room. She turned on her lamp before turning off the light. The soft glow illuminated her.
We stood there looking at each other, not moving. I felt like a teenager who had no idea what to do. But I did know. I’d thought about it more than once. I approached her and placed my hand on the small of her back. Her warm brown eyes looked into mine. My fingers tangled in her hair as I tilted her head up to kiss her. She closed her eyes and sighed into my mouth.
That’s all the invitation I needed. I yanked her into me. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest. I kissed her hard, with desperation and yearning. Her response was identical. My dick hardened.
Fuck. If kissing felt like heaven what would touching her feel like? What about being inside her?
I forced our mouths apart. She stared up at me, her full lips wet, her cheeks flushed.
I reached out to undo the buttons down the front of her dress. Her chest heaved. I undid the top three buttons, revealing the top of her breasts. Another two buttons and her dress fell from her shoulders. I ran my fingers along the bra line, causing a small shiver from Jasmine. Another two buttons and her dress fell to the floor.
I sucked in a breath. I’d seen this much before but not like this. This was intimate. Beauty, strength and bravery stood before me. She may have been shy, a little scared even, but she stood before me, letting my eyes take in every inch of her. Her black bra and underwear with a touch of lace were perfectly Jasmine—sexy but not flaunting it.
I skimmed the top of her underwear with my fingers and got a small tremble in response. I needed to see all of her. I needed to watch her body respond to me. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. The straps fell from her shoulders, and I cast it to the ground.
I lowered my mouth to her right breast and sucked on it. Her nipple hardened in my mouth. Her moan travelled all the way to my dick. It was at full attention now. I moved my lips to her stomach, kissing her down to her belly button. Her breathing hitched.
As my fingers hinged at the top of her underwear, I was rewarded with another small tremble. I’d need to remember that spot. I slipped her underwear down until she could step out of them. Then I dragged my hand up her inner leg, my fingers taking their time on her soft silken flesh. They reached the spot between her legs. Warm. Wet. I groaned. My dick needed to be inside. My tongue wanted to taste it.
I slid a finger along the wet folds and pushed it in. Jasmine grabbed hold of my shoulders. I repeated the action. Her fingers tightened and a small moan escaped.
I moved her to the bed. Two fingers this time. She moaned louder. My dick throbbed harder. She responded to my every touch like I was wielding some kind of magic—pressing against me with a moan or shiver.
I pushed her down onto the bed and manoeuvred her higher then lowered myself to my knees. My fingers went back to giving her pleasure. She had been timid days ago, scared, but not now, now there was trust and desire. Lightness spread through me knowing I’d helped her get here.
She opened her legs wider, baring herself to me. I slid my tongue up from her entrance to her clit. She tasted divine. Fuck restraint. I licked and sucked, taking in every last drop she would give me.
Her hips rose and she cried out my name. She was so close. But still holding back. I circled her entrance with my tongue. A drawn-out moan. Louder. Every moan settled in my stomach, expanding, reaching my groin. Fuck, I wanted her like I’d never wanted someone in my life.
I returned to her clit. Jasmine grabbed hold of my hair. Her legs trembled. She held tight, and I worked her a little bit more. I wanted to make her tip over the edge. She screamed out my name. Her whole body shook, the vibrations urged me on. I kept going until she let go of my hair and lay wasted before me.
My breath was coming hard and fast. I’d just done that. She’d just done that. I stood up and looked down at myself. I was still clothed. My dick couldn’t care less as it throbbed in my shorts. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Jasmine’s eyes were half closed as she looked up at me.
Time to awaken her again. I went to the bedside drawers and got a condom.