Page 51 of Djinn in Love

“You’re ready for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered, her body moving to ride his hand harder and faster.

Her breath caught in her throat as her muscles spasmed around his fingers. Jasper held her still, keeping his hand exactly where it was as she hovered on the edge of orgasm. The need to come was so strong it hurt, and Veronica released a soft whimper as she fought the urge to move.

Jasper pulled his hand free, grasped her hips, and positioned her over his lap. She reached down and grabbed his dick, moving it exactly where she needed it. Using his grip on her hips, he urged her lower. Veronica’s head fell back as she sank down on him, his cock sliding in deep due to how wet she was.

Her pussy clenched around him as her orgasm threatened to break free. Jasper held her down, keeping himself fully embedded in her body as he guided her hips back and forth, rocking her against him.

“Are you gonna come for me?” he asked, slipping one hand over the crease where her hip met her thigh. His thumb rested over her clit, not moving as she continued rocking against him. When she didn’t answer, he pinched it lightly, tugging her clit with slow, firm pressure. “Answer me, Veronica.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

The pressure of his fingers on her clit made it pulse in time with her movements. Then, he released it, pressed his thumb firmly against it, and rubbed. Within a minute, Veronica’s body bowed, and her legs shook. Jasper increased the speed and intensity of the caress until she stopped moving, trembling all over. With her body positioned on his lap, Jasper took advantage of the position and leaned forward to pull one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling it gently.

Veronica broke with a cry, but he released her hip long enough to grab her hair and tilt her head down so he could kiss her, swallowing down the noises she made as she came all over his cock. Moments later, he stiffened beneath her, his body drawing tight from the force of his own orgasm.

They were both breathing heavy when he finally released her mouth. Veronica rested her forehead against his, shivering on his lap. As their bodies cooled, the sounds of people walking down the hall and talking filtered through the door. No one had tried to enter the bathroom yet, but it was only a matter of time before someone tried to open the door.

Jasper didn’t much give a damn if his family realized he’d fucked his date in the bathroom, but he knew Veronica would be embarrassed. She wanted to make a good impression with his family.

Slowly, he pulled back, brushing her hair away from her face. “You know what Jasmine said is bullshit, right? You do belong here with me. With my family. There isn’t anyone who could be better for me than you.”

Her expression became guarded, and it caused a twisting sensation in his chest. “About that…” She looked down. “Let me get cleaned up and then we’ll talk.”

He wanted to argue, but he could feel his cum slipping out of her and he didn’t want to get it all over his pants. He spied a box of tissues on a table beside the chaise. Jasper grabbed the entire box, pulling a handful of tissues out.

It took a little maneuvering, but he caught most of the mess with the tissues as she climbed off him. Veronica moved to the sink, her dress still rucked up around her hips. She wet a paper towel and cleaned between her legs before she started looking around for her underwear. Jasper saw them on the couch next to his hip. He was tempted to stick them in his pocket, but, again, he knew it would make her uncomfortable to walk around bare beneath her dress with his family around.

Maybe he could work her up to that in the future.

Smirking at the thought, Jasper picked up the filmy thong, letting it dangle from his index finger by the strap on the side. “Looking for these?”

Seeing his smirk, Veronica sighed and walked over to take them. “What’s got that look on your face?” she asked.

“I was just wondering how long we’ll have to be together before you let me carry your panties in my pocket after we sneak off to mess around at my family gatherings.”

She sat next to him, threading the panties over her heeled sandals before standing up to tug them up her legs. He watched in interest as she did a little shimmy to pull the straps over her hips. Her ass had four red dots on the cheek, and he realized his fingertips had left the marks.

“Do these hurt?” he asked, running a finger over them.

Veronica looked down over her shoulder, but she couldn’t see what he was touching. “What is it?”

“You have red marks on you from my fingers. Do they hurt?”

She shook her head.

“Will they bruise?” he asked.

“Probably not.”

Jasper tried to pretend he wasn’t a little disappointed, but she saw right through it and smiled a little. “Sorry, Jas. I don’t bruise easily.”

His eyes lifted to hers when she used his nickname. Then, he smiled. “I like it when you call me that.”

“Jas?”

He nodded, watching as she shimmied again, this time to tug her dress down over her hips and settle it in place. Jasper couldn’t resist running his hand up the back of her leg, marveling at the softness of her skin.

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