Fated

CHAPTER 17

JASMINE'S POV

SIX MONTHS LATER

“Ahhh...yes...right there…” He was working his tongue on my clit. It was sliding down to my opening and slipped inside me. I gasped and pushed up to meet his tongue. His arms wrapped around my thighs, holding me in place while his fingers stroked me. “Oh...God...mmmmm!” I was almost there. “Uh...yes...keep going...right...there…” I felt that pressure and I screamed!

He chuckled and I felt it vibrate my clit. My legs were shaking and he continued to strum me like a guitar. Plucking just the right notes to keep my orgasm going. I laid there, taking deep breaths to calm myself.

“Babe, I love when you scream like that! It drives me crazy!” Lance said.

“Well, I love when you make me scream.” We laid in his bed, both on our backs, his hand tracing doodles in mine. I rolled to my side and kissed his shoulder. He turned to look at me and smiled. “You have a nice smile.”

He blushed, “Thanks baby.” He leaned up and kissed me. The kiss is sweet, gentle. It made me feel precious, like I was treasured. I liked this feeling, but...NO! No Jasmine, you will not go there!

I placed my right hand on his chest and pinched his nipple. He sucked in a breath and moaned. His right hand moved down my side and he squeezed my butt. I straddled him and kissed his neck. The kisses turned to bites and I moved down to his chest. Lance liked a bit of pain. I bit his left nipple, then sucked to ease the sting.

“Ahh Jass! Babe…” He shifted under me and I felt his shaft between my legs. I swung my hips left and right, slowly rubbing into him. I wanted to draw this out before he entered. Foreplay is the best part for me. It's so intimate.

His left hand grabbed my breast and he worked my nipple until it peaked. He alternated between pinching and rubbing and it made me cream.

“Jass, I have to have you.”

“Not just yet.” I rocked my hips back and forth. He's hard, getting harder and I knew he wanted to cum. He's breathing heavy, so was I and I slid down him. I licked from his balls to his tip. His eyes closed and his back came off the bed. I put him in my mouth without using my hands and sucked. One hand massaging his sack, the other scratching down his chest. His hand was in my hair, not gripping it yet, just rubbing my scalp.

He's at the back of my throat and I gag. It didn't stop my work. The saliva trails down his díck to his balls. I continued rolling them then gave a little squeeze.

“Jas...mine…” He's breathing harder and I loved the sound. It turned me on! I looked up at him, letting my hand work him. He smirked and now I'm ready for him.

“Ma-...man this is gonna be good!” Jasmine! Get it together! You almost called him "The Unnamed". I crawled up him and whispered for him to grab a condom. He pulled one from the nightstand and tore the wrapper open. I took it, slid it on him, and put his tip inside me. I moved it around my pussy, teasing myself. I brushed it across my opening, slowly at first, then picking up speed. Finally I couldn't take it. “GO!”

As soon as I gave him the word, he plunged his díck in and I groaned. He thrust up into me and held my thighs to him. With every thrust he gave me, I rocked into him. I met every move he gave me.

“Fuuuuu...ummm…,” he groaned. I knew he was ready. He sped up his thrusts and I was bucking like I was riding a bronco!

“Lance! Oh yes!” His nails dug into my thighs and his body vibrated. I was still rocking and his hand flew between us. His thumb found my clit and he rubbed until I shook. I was good. He was good. We were good together. I kissed him hard then got up and walked into his bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror.

Flush from the great sex I just had, I felt real good, so why did Ma-..."The Unnamed" come to mind?