Page 110 of A Journey For Jasmine


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“We totally should,” she said all but running to his bathroom with him.

They started to strip fast, their clothes flying all over the room, the shower turning on.

“Condom,” he said, walking back out, her eyes on his ass. He had one nice body on him. Toned legs and arms. Didn’t have six-pack abs, but honestly, who really did? But there wasn’t much fat either on him. He was real and so was she. That was what made him so perfect in her eyes.

He walked back in, the condom in his hand, his dick hard and swinging a little in front of him.

“Gimme,” she said, taking the condom from him, then nudging him in the shower.

She set it on the ledge and the two of them soaped up their hands and started to clean the other. There were a lot of moans and groans echoing off the glass doors, yet they hadn’t gotten to the good stuff.

When his hands grazed her nipples, she almost jumped back and realized she just needed to take care of this herself and dropped to her knees in front of him, the water pelting his back and saving her from getting too wet.

Her hand went to his cock and started to stroke up and down, the tip of her tongue coming out and licking the dew off that was gathering.

He let out another moan and she did it again, then opened her mouth and went deep and gagged. Hmmm, that was a first. She just didn’t go as deep the next few times while she bobbed up and down and continued to stroke him.

She knew he was getting close, but she wasn’t sure she could swallow and stood up, grabbed the condom and put it on him. Then she turned around and put her hands on the wall. “Go ahead and frisk me.”

He started to laugh, his hands starting at her sides and moving down her body, touching and caressing all the way to her toes and then up her inner thighs. “Seems clear to me,” he said nudging her legs apart and then finding her opening.

He pushed her head down some, her butt in the air, and then slid in slowly.

Yeah, that was what she needed.

His hands stayed on her hips, him thrusting in and out faster than normal. At the rate he was going, she might not get there at the same time so decided to take care of it herself, her hand moving between her legs and finding her swollen bud, her thumb rubbing it in circles.

“That’s it,” he said. “Get yourself there. Do it faster. I want to hear you scream.”

Her moans were getting louder. Her whole body felt as if it were electrified for some reason. Each movement sending her into sensory overload more than ever before.

She had one hand on the cold wall while she balanced as best she could and Wesley continued his onslaught.

She pressed harder on her nub and felt her body just start to come alive and then let go, her hand falling away, sounds coming out of her mouth she’d never heard before.

Wesley knew she was coming and started to pound into her so hard that she needed that extra hand to balance herself on the wall.

The two of them made more noise in the shower than ever before, telling her he’d felt as deeply connected as her just now.

When he was done he pulled out and she turned around to lean her back against the wall, the cool tiles feeling wonderful against her overheated body.

“That was awesome,” she said.

“Just awesome?” he asked. “Maybe we need to try it again so I can get a more powerful adjective.”

She laughed. He just made her so happy at the oddest times. “I think I might let you do that.”

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Trying To Hide

The following Friday, Jasmine decided she couldn’t put it off any longer. Her period didn’t come and her symptoms now included the dry heaves a few mornings. Thankfully she was up earlier than Ivy and hadn’t had to worry about trying to hide what was going on.

She had plans to go to Wesley’s after work and she’d talk to him. She had the home pregnancy test in her bag. There was a part of her that said to take it right away and know before she said anything to him.

Then there was the other part that said maybe he’d want to have a part in this. It was stupid or silly on her end. She was scared shitless, but she knew she could get through.

He’d made more than one comment about the communication being bad in his marriage to Noelle and he was trying not to make those mistakes with her. Out of respect, she’d do the same.

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