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“Look at me.”
Her gaze lifted, brown doe eyes filled with lust locking with his.Slipping his hands under her ass, he lifted her higher, her knees digging into his hips at just the right angle so he could shove up into her, right where he knew the ridges of his cock would hit her G-spot.
She braced her hands on his shoulders, hips pistoningdownwards to meet his thrusts.“Don’t ...stop ...Mal ...gonna ...”Her nails clawed into his skin, which would probably leave a scratch, but he didn’t care.In fact, he relished the idea of her marking him.
“That’s it, Jasmine,” he said as he drilled into her.“Make yourself come on my cock.”
Her entire body seized as her inner walls gripped at him, then began to convulse.She screamed his name, babbling some sort of prayer to the Mother Goddess and ancestors as she writhed in his arms, shaking with pleasure.
Seeing her come so beautifully broke his control.Gripping her hips tight, he bucked into her, working harder than he’d ever worked before.Pure pleasure burst from the bottom of his spine, his balls tightening as he came hard.Jasmine’s knees released their grip on his hips, and he set her back down on the counter.His palms slapped loudly on granite as he braced himself, his breathing coming in short gasps as his hearts continued a steady, pounding pace in his chest.
She buried her face in his neck.“That was ...”
“I know.”Despite his limbs feeling like wet noodles, he managed to wrap an arm around her waist.“Was that what you wanted?”He kissed her damp temple.
“Oh yeah.”
“Good.”Holding his breath, he withdrew from her, his seed spilling between them, a few drops spurting upwards to hit her belly.“Ahh.”He made a move to remove his shirt, but she stopped him.
“No, don’t clean it up.”Her eyes darkened.“I like it.”
His still-hard cock throbbed again.“We should shower, though.The fire ...I must stink.”
Her nose wrinkled.“I was too busy being horny to notice.”
Mal let out a laugh, then picked her up.“Come on, let’s wash off together.”
He carried her all the way to the bathroom in his bedroom.Despite the fact that he’d just had the most powerful orgasm in his life, the sight of Jasmine’s wet, slippery naked breasts were enough to get him hard again.Thankfully, the steam in the shower hid his erection.While he wanted to take her again, he knew she had to be sore.Though she tried to hide it, he had seen her wince a few times as she soaped up.
“Oh, this feels amazing,” she moaned as he wrapped her in a fresh towel.“Thank you, Mal.”
“You’re very welcome.”He dried himself off with his own towel.
“Thank the Mother Goddess my apartment is only ten steps away from yours,” she said as she faced the mirror and dried her hair with the towel.
“Hmm?What are you talking about?”
She nodded at the discarded skirt on the floor and smiled wryly at him.“I don’t have to worry about getting back to my place tonight without my panties on.”
“Your place?Don’t you want to stay here?”A strange sensation pooled in his gut at the idea that she wanted to leave.
The towel stilled and she slowly spun round.“You ...want me to stay the night?”she asked, her voice small and unsure.“I thought maybe you didn’t—”
“Of course I want you to stay, ashak’a.” He wasn’t sure what gave her the impression that he would just tell her to pack up and go home, not after the intense lovemaking session they’d just had.“Stay with me, Jasmine.I want to sleep with you in my arms.”
Her eyes went all dreamy.“Then yes, I’ll stay.”
Chapter Sixteen
JASMINE
Jasmine woke in degrees, her mind and body slowly becoming aware of her surroundings—the extra plush mattress underneath her, the soft pillow her head lay on, the luxurious sheets on her skin, and of course, the distinct male scent that was Mal.
Rolling over, she reached out her hand and felt for—
Nothing?
For a moment, she thought it had all been a dream, but then again, the lingering soreness between her legs told her otherwise.Pushing herself up, she let out a yawn.It was early still, the sun barely peeking through the windows.Her muscles ached deliciously, particularly her inner thighs.After washing off in the shower, Mal had been ready for another round, and she’d obliged, of course.He bent her around like a pretzel, fucking her relentlessly in different positions, before ending with him on top, his arms around her like he was afraid she would disappear, whispering sweet, dirty words into her ears as he came.
