Page 10 of Jasmine's Story


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“So you’re saying it’s negotiable are you? Two at least but open to more?” I ask, lifting a bite of the gouda-stuffed mushroom to her lips.

She hums happily as she chew it, taking a sip of the wine before answering me, making my skin tingle with the anticipation of her response. “Five would definitely be my limit. Although if twins are involved, I might say four.”

“I can work with that,” I assure her, falling further and further for her as we eat our meal.

I curse myself for bringing her somewhere that doesn’t do dancing, because I know I have to let her go when we get back to my house. With Cleo, having Jasmine spend the night this fast wouldn’t be right, but I wish I could keep her, never let her leave my side.

At least if we were out dancing, I’d get to hold her right now.

“Do you want to go for a walk down to the fountain?” I ask her when she declines any more wine, coffee or dessert. “We still have at least an hour before we said we’d be back, and I don’t want to let you go just yet.”

“I’d like that,” Jasmine says, giving me a grin, and we head out after I pay.

I start to offer to do something else when we get outside. The balmy seventy that came out today has cooled significantly, and I don’t want Jasmine to be cold. The words die on my lips when she pulls out a swatch of fabric from her clutch, amazing me that it fit when she unfolds it, showing off a shawl.

I take it from her as she starts to lift it, and drape it over her shoulders, lifting her hair gently from beneath it, as she drapes the length over her arms. I take a moment, resting my head against hers, while my hands linger on her shoulders, and I can’t stop the smile that hits when she leans back into me further.

As much as I want to just stay like this, we’re just outside the restaurant and I want a bit more privacy with her. I slip my hand into hers, then start moving down the sidewalk towards the fountain at the north entrance of the park. It’s a gorgeous fountain, funded by the same Cartwrights that I’m meeting with next week, and I love to come sit at it whenever I’ve had a stressful day and need a break.

Everything inside me settles when Jasmine leans a bit more into my side, and when we reach the fountain, I can’t resist any longer. I pull her into my arms, wrapping one around her, the other sliding back behind her head, holding her closer. Her little sigh as her eyes shut, her hand sliding onto my waist fills me with pride and relief that she’s not resistant to my hold, my touch.

“You should probably know that I’m big on touch so if you’re not…” she starts to say and I cover her lips with mine, needing to taste her, unable to resist another moment.

Her arms slide under my jacket and around me, her hands holding onto my back as far as she can reach, and for the first time in my life, I feel like I’ve discovered what home truly is. It’s Jasmine, in my arms, hers around me.

Her kiss is heaven, and I let it linger, my tongue stroking hers until there’s no breath left in my body, and I have to break it off. She shivers in my arms, but I don’t think it’s from the cold. I hope it isn’t at least, because I don’t want to take my arms from around her anytime soon.

I rest my forehead against hers, listening to her little pants of breath, and it simply makes my dick harder still. It should have calmed down with the cold air on our walk here, but it didn’t and now, it’s likely obscene. If I pulled Jasmine’s hips just a few inches closer to me, she’d see just how much I want her, but I don’t want to scare her off.

“I take it that it’s okay if I hug you then,” Jasmine teases, and I open my eyes, seeing her gorgeous gray orbs filled with hunger but also softness which completely fits her.

“You’re more than welcome to hug or touch me whenever you want, baby,” I assure her. “I’ve been craving it since I saw you hugging Cleo. Was jealous that she was getting your affection. Wanted it more than you could know.”

“Good, because I really like being able to hold hands. Sit next to someone with their arm around me, or mine on them. Hug someone randomly if the mood strikes,” she says, smiling up at me and I pull her closer, lowering my mouth to hers once more, showing her how okay with all of that I am.

She lets out a soft sigh, but the shiver running through her isn’t one of bliss or hunger, it’s from the cool air, and I pull back, cupping her cheek before pulling her in for a full hug. Her head rests perfectly on my shoulder, and I kiss her nose before taking a step back.

“I don’t want you to get cold, so as much as I want to keep kissing you until I have to take us back, I think it’s a good time to press pause for the night.”

“I’d argue that we don’t have to if Cleo weren’t waiting for us to get home,” Jasmine says, tucking herself up against my side and it all floods me with longing for her words to be entirely true. That her home was with me and Cleo. It won’t be long before I make it happen. I won’t be able to deal if it does.

“Little minx aren’t you, baby?” I tease, dropping a kiss onto her lips before we start to head back to the car. “If your sister wasn’t the babysitter I’d sneak you inside after she left and see how true I could make those words.”

“You probably wouldn’t have any issues with it. Another guy…well, I’ve been waiting for something special my whole life,” Jasmine says, and I have to stop. Her words fill me with the biggest hope yet, and I stare down into her eyes, needing the truth.

“Waiting for what? Someone to love you, because believe me, baby, I’m damn certain that’s what’s happening here with us,” I admit and the warmth in her eyes just grows, turning them smoky dark again, but with heat and hunger, not hurt or annoyance as when we first met.

“Adam…” she whispers, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen from my kisses. She’s so gorgeous it hurts to simply look at her without touching her, holding her, or kissing her.

“I know it’s fast, baby, and I’ll go however slow you need or want, especially if…” I stop, waiting for her to tell me herself.

“I’ve never done this before, any of it,” she confirms for me. “I rarely date, all of the guys were after one of two things, and I didn’t want to give them either. With you it just feels right, my entire body, my whole world lit up when I saw you and it hurt thinking I’d finally found what I’ve been wanting, but that you were out of my reach. When I knew you weren’t and you asked me out, all I’ve wanted was for tonight to be here to spend time with you, be with you. You touch me and I want to live in your arms,” she adds, and what the hell can a guy say to that but thank the fuck.

“I want the same, baby. You light up my world, mine and Cleo’s and I want you to do so for the rest of my life—our life together. When you’re ready for more, all you need to do is tell me and I’ll be eagerly waiting here for you,” I promise, kissing her forehead when she smiles.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to wait that long,” Jasmine says, and it shoots a jolt of electricity straight to my hard cock, making it jerk against her.

“Sorry,” I mumble seeing her cheeks flush.

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