When You Left Me

Home Visits

I got to the door and opened it. There was Laurent.

Jasmine

My breath caught. Laurent stood there in his black tank top and white basketball shorts. I let my eyes roam over him for a second, my dream instantly coming back to my mind. I felt the wetness pool down. There was no way in hell I was going to let him know any of that.

"What do you want? And how the hell did you find out where I lived?" I asked with annoyance. Lau looked at me and held up his hand. A bag from my favorite pastry shop Le Macaron French Pastries.

"I know your mad Jasmine and i know I'm the last person you want to see. But we need to talk and you know that. So I come with a peace offering. Cinna bons." This French asshole! How dare he use my love for cinnabons against me. I rolled my eyes and let him in. I felt his eyes on me as I walked to my living room and sat on the black daybed I kept there. Laurent sat on the white love seat across from me and gazed at me.

Laurent

I sat on Jasmine's couch, my gaze becoming even more heated. Without having to focus on where I was going since the house was a little dark, I focused my attention on Jasmine herself. Her hair was a little longer than I remembered and the honey color looked good on her. Her hair was wet so her curls framed her face, and I could see her shape through the towel. Damn I forgot how big her boobs were, and how she was all legs.

When the hell did she get tattoos? She had two Jasmine flowers on her wrist, birds on her right leg, and birds on her right arm. I was so focused on studying her that I completely missed that she was speaking.

"So, what exactly are we talking about? I really don't have much to say to you Laurent. There is no point. You made it very clear two years ago." I heard the pain in her voice, and I cringed inward. I didn't want to tell her why I left her back then and right now wouldn't be a good time. So i tried to change the subject.

"How have you been Jasmine? Did the doctors say if you were okay now?" I asked genuinely.

"You would know if you visited." , She replied, the pain even more evident.
I felt bad about that but I also knew that if I would've visited her in the hospital, she wouldn't have gotten better. After what Larry told me, I decided I would stay from her until she was discharged.

"Jasmine , you were in such a bad state after what happened with us, I just didn't want to make you lose it again. I caused you enough pain, I didn't want to hurt you even more." I replied.

"So you stayed away?! You don't think that would hurt?! You don't think it fucking hurts to see you and your girlfriend?! You don't think it fucking hurts that you kissed me and then went right back to her?! Fuck you and your fake ass guilt. You can keep your bullshit sympathy." She shouted angrily and I watched as tears fell from her eyes. She was breathing heavy from yelling and her emotions were swirling out of control. She got up from the daybed and started pacing. Cursing up a storm of any word she could use as an insult. I didn't want her to lose it and the voices to return so I got up and grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around to speak with her until she cocked back and slapped me. Hard.

Jasmine

My hand stung from hitting Laurent. I looked at him wide eyed, I hadn't meant to do that. It was just a instant reaction. When I was angry, I was generally violent and he knew that. Why would he grab me?!

"Laurent ... I didn't mean to do that. That was out of line. I apologize." I went to the kitchen and put some ice in a rag. I went back to Laurent and held the rag on his face.

"non petite fleur, I deserved it. I caused you so much pain and I still am. I don't want to hurt you Jasmine. I never wanted to. But things happen and sometimes, you don't have a choice but to hurt the one you love." Laurent looked at me with his chocolate eyes and before I knew it, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss.

Laurent

I pulled Jasmine against my body and kissed her. I placed my hands on her ass and squeezed. She smelled like peaches and vanilla. It was driving me crazy. I lifted her up and laid her on the daybed. My hand pulled at the towel and opened it. Jasmine moaned into my mouth and my dick hardened. I started kissing on her neck and sucked on a spot right between her neck and ear. Her spot.

She moaned and bucked against me. I slid my hand to her pussy and felt nothing but pure wetness. She was leaking and I wanted a taste. I moved in between her legs and got on my knees. Jasmines breath hitched and I heard her say my name in a lustful voice. Mm I loved when she did that. I lifted her leg on my shoulder and made sure she was watching as I ran my tongue on her lips. The moan she gave took me from half soft to full blown rigid. I lapped at her folds, my tongue rolling inside her pussy. She grabbed my hair and pulled. I groaned and the vibration of it on Jasmines clit made her scream my name. I felt her clench and tighten and I knew she was close.

"come for me baby" I said before i drove my tongue deeper as she rode my face. She cried out and I tasted her finish. I let her ride out her orgasm then came up. She grabbed me by my shorts and pulled me on top of her. Her hands went inside my shorts and gripped my dick. Up and down she stroked and I groaned into her mouth. Just as I was getting ready to dive into her hard, there was a knock at the door.

"Fuck, damnit who the fuck is that" she mumbled angrily. Jasmine yelled out who is it and went cold as the voice called back Waydi.

Why was Waydi, my homeboy and fellow crew member coming to visit Jasmine?

( End Chapter )