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Her arousal slid over my balls, making for one hell of a messy, slow fuck. And I kept up with the praise, teasing her clit. Letting up when she started to pant. Sweat rose between my chest and her back, and I ground against her ass intentionally, keeping her tight against me while spilling all sorts of erotic words in her ear.
Jasmine stayed with me through every drawn out moment, every second that ticked by. Her fingernails dug into my skin, and her body trembled against me.
“Want you to come all over my cock, beautiful.” I tugged on her clit, just shy of too hard.
She moaned, writhing against my groin. “Need it.”
“Gonna give it to you—promise. Trust me?”
“Yes—fuck, yes I do.”
I spun us and pushed forward, sprawling her out longways across the mattress. Blanketing her entire backside, I pressed her thighs wide with my legs.
“Love everything about you, Jasmine.” I thrust hard, thrumming my fingertips over her clit. I bit on the soft flesh of her neck, lapping and sucking while stabbing into her pussy. “So strong in your submission. Fucking perfect for me.”
The sounds of slapping flesh rose to combat the noises leaving her mouth, the deep moans and curses that let me know she chose to stay with me, that she kept focused on who brought her pleasure.
“Ready to come for me?” I asked, angling my hips to take her even deeper.
“Fuck yes.”
“Then come.” I pinched her clit and bit down on her shoulder.
Wetness gushed over my dick and balls, and I cursed as my taint spasmed. “Fuck—gonna fill you up, baby. Shit.” I gasped and shuddered as cum erupted up through my shaft. A low groan and I spurted again. And again. “Jesus—fuck.” I gulped and lifted to watch every stuttered thrust as I emptied inside her.
“Fucking hell, Jasmine.” Sucking oxygen, I stayed buried inside her and rolled us onto our sides. My face in her hair, I nuzzled, my palm over her thumping heart. “Okay?”
“More than,” she murmured, twining her fingers through mine. A shudder relaxed her further into my hold.
“Never letting you go,” I warned her.
She didn’t argue.
Chapter24
Jasmine
Three weeks later…
Days passed, and with every dawn, the truth of reality and my future solidified in my mind. Billy was officially charged and sent back to prison for ten years with no hope for parole. I went back to work. Micah and I settled into a routine, one that was comfortable and oftentimes arousing as fuck. Occasionally, I had setbacks, especially if something rose to remind me of Billy and Micah’s touch caught me off guard.
But we made progress. I moved forward on my own as well as alongside him.
I annoyed him at times and vice versa whenever two people invaded each other’s space on a full-time basis, but we ended up giggling about toothpaste splatter on the mirror and dirty socks in front of the hamper instead of inside it.
The true test rose three weeks after the attack when Micah’s family came over for dinner. My nerves sat on high alert, making me jumpy and skittish. No matter how much he assured me they would adore everything about me, I worried how my body would react in greeting them.
I should have known better.
Micah’s mom was sweet, smiling and blowing me a kiss from afar rather than hugging me. His dad seemed depressed, but Micah had warned me about his health issues and how he dealt with them regardless of his liver shutting down. The older, silver fox image of Micah—my swooning insides—arrived at our house already half-lit, an unopened bottle of bourbon in his hand. But like his wife, he kept his distance, offering a gruff hello.
Sean?
That boy was a story all on his own, gay but flirty as hell. Had Micah not warned him about my issues—which I knew he had—the guy would have been all up in my space. Within minutes, his carefree banter and smiles set me at ease.
While my age, he acted years younger, as though his maturity had gotten stuck in college. He’d been a frat boy and still behaved as one, exactly as Micah had warned me. Gay and proud, he bragged about his conquests, poking at Micah nonstop about opening an MM branch of elite for the entire two hours the three of them lingered in Micah’s home.
Myhome.
