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Jasmine stirs awake, her eyelashes fluttering open to reveal those mesmerizing green eyes. She gives me a sleepy smile, and find my own lips responding in tune, ever-so-slightly.
"Hey," she murmurs, her voice soft and sweet like honey.
"Hey," I reply, my own barely above a whisper. She lifts her head and puts her arms behind my neck, pulling me down closer to her. Our lips meet in a tender exchange of kisses.
I gently hold her face in my hands, becoming increasingly aware of the calluses on my own against the softness of her skin.
She pulls back.
"Did you sleep well?" Jasmine asks, her fingers lightly tracing patterns on my chest.
"Better than I have in a long time," I admit, knowing that her presence has brought a sense of peace I haven't felt while I slept since mother passed away. "How about you?"
"Same," she says with a content sigh, before pressing her lips against mine once more. The softness of her touch leaves me craving more. Through eyes half open, I see hers closed, sheer joy on her face. Her sleepy smile is irresistible, and my desire for her grows stronger.
"Jasmine," I murmur, my voice low, filled with longing. "You're so beautiful."
She doesn't say anything, but her cheeks turn to a soft shade of pink, adding to her enchanting allure.
Unable to resist the magnetic pull between us, my hand gently slides up her T-shirt, relishing in the warmth of her bare skin. A shiver runs down my spine as I trace the curves of her waist and hips. It's incredible how every inch of her body seems to captivate me.
I want to take it slow, but clearly, my touch is igniting a fire within Jasmine that she wants to be extinguished faster. As I caress her skin, a low moan escapes from her lips.
She shifts into my touch, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of her shirt, as she quickly peels off her shirt and tosses it to the floor. I drink in the sight of her almost bare figure, that push-up bra accentuating her full, curvaceous breasts. My breath catches at the sight, and I find myself completely entranced by her beauty.
"Come here," I beckon, unable to wait any longer. Jasmine moves closer and shifts her legs across both sides of my own, sitting on top of me, and our lips meet once more in a feverish kiss that leaves both of us breathless.
Her pussy gently caresses my cock, hidden away beneath both of our clothes and I can feel the pressure building as my dick rises, getting crushed under her weight, wanting to find it's release in her.
My hands tremble as I reach for the clasp of Jasmine's bra, unhooking it with a sense of urgency that mirrors our growing desire. She leans forward, allowing me to slide the straps off her shoulders and toss it aside. My eyes drink in the sight of her bare breasts, and my entire body feels like it's electric.
"Touch me," Jasmine whispers, her voice heavy with need. Duty-bound to please her, I cup her breasts in my hands and marvel at their soft warmth and weight against my palms. Our gazes lock for a moment, an unspoken understanding passing between us. We're both desperate for more.
"Let's make this night unforgettable," I entice. Jasmine nods, her eyes shining with trust and sheer desire as she leans back on the couch.
I gently guide her down so she's lying on her back, then slide off her shorts and panties, leaving her completely exposed to me. The sight is intoxicating, and I can't help but lower my head to taste her, honoring her vulnerability with tenderness.
"Ah, Dario..." Jasmine lets out a guttural moan when my mouth makes contact with her soft, succulent flesh. Her fingers tangle in my hair, urging me on as I explore her with my tongue.
I savor the taste of her pussy, coffee and oranges, with gentle flicks and caresses until she's squirming and writhing beneath me, her moans turning into gasps of pleasure that drive me wild.
"Please, don't stop," she begs, her voice breathless. I can feel her body trembling with need, her wetness coating my lips and chin as I work my way around her folds, lingering on her clit just long enough to elicit another cry of ecstasy.
"Tell me what you want, Jasmine," I murmur against her skin, taking a brief moment to gaze up at her flushed face. Her eyes are half-closed, her lips parted as she struggles to catch her breath.
"More," she manages to gasp, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I need more of you, Dario."
"Your wish is my command," I reply, feeling encouraged that she trusts me enough to share her desires. I return to pleasuring her with renewed vigor, and insert a finger into her pussy, then another, while my tongue still plays with her clit, determined to bring her to the brink of ecstasy and beyond.
Feeling Jasmine's body trembling with need, I know it's time to give her what she wants. I rise, our gazes locked as I position myself between her legs. Her wetness seeping down her legs only increases my desire for her.
"Sei pronta?" – Are you ready? – I ask, wanting to make sure she's comfortable with every step we take together.
"More than ever," she responds, her voice filled with anticipation.
"I don't have a condom."
"I'll take a morning after."
