Changes

Chapter 10

Jasmine's POV

I take a seat next to Brian on his bed. For some weird reason, I feel a connection with Brian that I never had with Freddie.

"Want a smoke?" he hands me a cigarette and lights it for me. I haven't really smoked in a while, and boy does it feel nice. This is relaxing in my opinion, smoking with my boyfriend in this bedroom while his parents are downstairs doing whatever the hell parents do. I should really drop by the house and introduce Brian to my parents, but that might end in a disaster. We'll see.

"So are you an only child?" he asks me and my thoughts are interrupted, but I don't mind because it's Brian.

"Yeah." I say.

"Isn't it great, everything for ourselves." he sighs. The memories come back of my childhood when my parents and I went to see the Chicago Bulls.

"It is."

"You are mine and only mine." I spit out.

"You are mine and only mine." he repeats the words with my hands in his large palm. I rest my head on his shoulder and we fall back again, with me laying on his open chest.

"I love you." we both say at the same time and we share a sincere laugh. Brian is the first guy to ever make me laugh, besides my dad.

I quickly get on top of Brian and I connect my lips to his. He grabs my waist and pulls me down on the top of his chest with our bodies touching. I caress his cheek softly and I see goosebumps form on his large arms. He enjoys my gentle touch as much as I enjoy his. He makes me feel alive and loved.

"Never leave me, baby." he whispers in my ear and I shiver at his warm breath.

"I will never leave you." I respond with only the truth behind my voice.

As much as I have wanted to feel his body, naked, it is too soon in our relationship to fully give myself to him.

Brian starts to nip at my neck and I let out a moan and I tug at his curly hair. He yelps back a little. He must enjoy when I pull his hair.

Brian's POV

I don't know if I should make the first move, right now when my parents are home. I better not because, well it will be my first time and I want it to go a little bit differently. I should buy condoms just in case. Why are these thoughts going through my head right now?

I tug at the comforter and Jasmine stands up as I fix the pillows. She looks so damn fine in those mid-thigh jean shorts with a white t-shirt which I can see her yellow bra popping out. I just want to rip her shirt off and do her. She turns me on so much, i'm already getting hard at the sight of her hips and large breasts.

Jasmine takes off her shorts, oh my. She is not wearing boy shorts today. She is wearing a fucking thong. Oh my fucking god. No..I just came in my fucking pants. I am sitting there on the bed and Jasmine starts to giggle and blush, then she runs over to fetch me a new pair of boxers and pajamas. When she turns around, all I can stare at is her perfect ass. When she bends down, I nearly come again but I must stop myself. A thong, must she have worn it for me? Of course she did. I just want to slap her booty and do her over the dresser.

"I can't believe you came." she is still blushing.

"Well you tortured me with that little thong." I point at the black g-string.

"I'm sorry, I picked it out just for you." did she seriously buy it for me?

"Well, it did it's job." I point to the dark spot near my crotch.

"I better go change, i'll be right back." I say as I dash out of the room. I return minutes later and throw the evidence in the hamper.

I lock the door again and lay next to her in bed and I then place my arm around her waist and kiss her forehead. She hides her face in my t-shirt and after a moment, she is fast asleep. I turn off the lamp and I fall into a deep sleep.