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“Oh my God,” she cries. She flings her head back, her thighs and legs tense, and her body trembles as she comes hard. I refuse to relent and continue to build her need for more. I want to hear her come again, this time with me. I kiss her inner thighs, nipping at her skin, letting my hands roam over her sensitive nipples, then lower still. I slide two fingers inside her. Her hand comes around my wrist, and she whispers, “I can’t. I’ve never— ”
“Oh, I think you can,” I tease, running my tongue over her pussy, taking my time nice and slow. “Mmm, mmm, so good. I could eat you all night. In fact, I just might, because I can’t get enough of you.”
“No, no!” she pants. But I’m merciless, moving my fingers in and out of her, hastening my pace, finding her G-spot, until she’s pulling and pushing me away at the same time. “Please. Please,” she gasps, begging me to let her come. I can feel her pussy clenching around my fingers. She’s close, and I’m more than ready.
I lift her legs straight into the air and spread them into a wide V, aligning my cock at her entrance. “Ready for me?” I ask. She’d better be. I’m not sure I could stop now if I wanted to.
“Yes. Please give it to me,” she moans.
One hard thrust inside her, and I swear, she’s clutching me so hard, I’m not sure I can move. I take a breath, wanting this to last longer than the mere seconds I’ve been inside her. I draw out slowly and come in hard again, and again. Each stroke goes deeper, harder, and faster. With every sexy moan, I feel like a caveman taking what’s mine.
“Faster, baby,” she begs. I give her what she needs and take what I want.
“You close? You gotta be close.”
“I’m there.”
“Fly, Jazzy. I’m right there with you.” I kiss her mouth fiercely, swallowing her screams of pleasure mixed with my own.
I pull out carefully, rolling onto my back and taking her with me, so that she’s lying on my chest. She rests her head over my heart, gentle fingertips grazing my pecs.
“You’re a man of your word,” she says with a giggle. She lifts her head, and our eyes meet. I raise my brow and wait for her to finish. “Definitely a night to remember.”
“Night’s not over, babe,” I warn with a mischievous smile. She looks stunned, her pretty eyes wide with surprise.
“You can’t possibly. It’s not possible,” she stutters.
“Challenge accepted.” I swing my legs to the floor, hauling Jasmine along with me. I whisk her into the bathroom and into the shower. I make love to her again in the shower, and in the middle of the night, I wake her once more with my mouth between her legs to watch her come.
Sometime after I made her come for the fourth time, she says, “I want to do that again. But not tonight. A girl needs to sleep,” she mumbles. I chuckle, tucking her in beside me.
A night to remember for all eternity. One of many yet to come, I hope. Now that I’ve had her, I’ll never let her go.
NINE
It All Makes Sense
JASMINE
Zeke’s not human. I’m convinced he’s got supernatural abilities. I can barely drag my ass out of bed and into a shower in the hope that I become more alert and ready for a day in a class of seven-year-olds. Meanwhile, Zeke’s out in the kitchen humming while making breakfast.
Last night was unbelievable. The best night of my life. Zeke dominated our lovemaking, but I loved every second of it. He was also tender and sweet. The way he held me throughout the night made me feel like this is the way I want to wake up every morning.
The aroma wafting through the apartment makes my stomach growl. I pull on a pair of black pants and top it off with a fitted. deep-burgundy top, tossing my hair into a sleek high ponytail. The kids have gym today, and most of the time, I’m doing the running around with them; therefore, simple is better. I grab my sneakers and slip them into my tote and wear my flats.
As I’m lugging my stuff out to the living room, Zeke sees me and gives me a grin. He’s so handsome, and when he smiles, it’s as if the sun shines brighter, and there’s a sense that when he’s with me, nothing can go wrong.
“Should have left those in the bedroom. I would have gotten them for you,” he tells me.
“I can do it. Besides, it looks to me like you’ve been busy.” I nod toward the tray he’s just taken out of the oven. “That smells heavenly.” I inhale deeply, and my belly rumbles.
“Then I better feed my girl. But first, you’ve gotta kiss me good morning,” he teases. I take the few steps over to him, plaster my hands on his cheeks, pull him down to my mouth, and kiss him like a woman who hasn’t seen her man in years and needs to get it all in at once. He snaps an arm around my waist and pulls me flush to his body. Our bodies mold to one another from breast to thigh.
I yank my head back to take a breath and whisper, “Good morning, babe.”
“Mornin’, my darlin’ Jazzy,” he returns. “You better go sit down and eat breakfast before I decide we’re not going in to work today.”
I do as he says, but not before I pour us coffees, remembering he likes his black. I sit across the table from him as he sets down our plates of what seems to be layered French toast. “This looks amazing. When did you have time to do this?” I ask, taking a forkful and moaning with delight at the taste of the decadent sugary goodness.
