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My whole body stiffens. The blood in my my mind.
reeling with disbelief. Jasmine is kissing is completely freeze with shock, and
The feel of her luscious lips moving against mine with a chaotic innocence pumps hot need. shooting down my groin. my scrotum tightening in response.
The desire I haven’t felt for any woman in four years suddenly awakens like a wild beast.
The intoxicating scent of gardenia still emanates from her. Her body is still so soft–her hair, her eyes and eyebrows, and her alluring red lips.
Damn it!
Indeed, for four years, my body only recognizes her.
She doesn’t reek of alcohol; one look in her glazed eyes instantly tells me that she has been drugged.
Damn it
I didn’t notice this sooner; I thought she had simply gotten herself entangled into a mess with that fucking retard.
Watching this very woman who loathes me most in the world look up at me with her lids. lowering with lust while rocking her hip against mine wantonly, her heavy breasts pushed against my chest consumes me with a different kind of need.
If she continues like this… She shouldn’t blame me for the results because my control is barely hanging by a thread before I take her right now. Right here. Against these walls
“I don’t k–know what’s h–happening to m–me” She slurs weakly, her lips quivering as though she is about to cry.
Her drugged state jugs up an unpleasant memory, and with a barely restrained hiss, I push her away from me, using my hand to set some distance between us.
“I will call the ambulance… I say through clenched teeth, a part of me nearly disappointed.
“No!” She grasps my neck, kissing my throat savagely, and a needy growl snaps out of me. “No…no…” Her words turn incoherent.
“Don’t tell me you want me to fuck you?” I stare at her face which is beet red, probably from embarrassment… Or the drug, perhaps both.
“Do you remember who I am Jasmine? I’m your fucking enemy!”
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before me wearing just a bra and panties, her voluptuous body stirring something primal and savage within me.
She starts to unclasp her bra to reveal the swell of her breast, and with a snarl, I grab her with the suddenness of a viper, pushing her against the wall and pinning her hand high above her head.
My breath is escaping in harsh pants, and so is hers. The moment her full lips part open like ripe peaches, I lost it.
“When you wake
up, you are going to regret this, you will hate me, but you’ll hate yourself more…
“Romano, please…it hurts, m–make it stop The soft plea from her mouth seals her fate; maybe it’s because of the way my name moans out from her, my control slips, and fuck trying to be a gentleman.
I throw her against the bed, my body following hers to crash on the mattress as I kiss her hard. my tongue delving into her mouth. She moans beneath me, her body trembling feverishly as I part her legs open; I meet her glassy gaze as my fingers slide past her panties to feel the warm slickness there.
The cloudy desire in her gaze edges me on, and my lips enclose her mound, and my tongue parts the fold of her slit.
Fuck!
I suck greedily, her taste pouring into my mouth. My wet tongue eagerly trails over her pussy, my hand wedging her trembling thighs.
She probably doesn’t realize that she is grinding herself against my face, and I drink all the juices she offers like sweet liquor.
There are no words between us, only her desire to receive and I’m only too willing to give her the release she craves for.
“Please, please. Ah!” Her words become a blubbering mess as she trashes beneath me wildly, her fingers digging into my hair and her head thrown back against the pillows in pleasure.
So I stroke my tongue faster against her clit and she rewards me with more juices, her thighs shaking uncontrollably.
“Ah…” She screams when my teeth graze on her nub, which is swollen from arousal, and then I blow cool air over her clit. She lets out another shrill cry, and in the next moment, she explodes in my mouth, her cream flooding my taste buds.
Her cries of ecstasy are drowned out by my ferocious moans as I suck every last bit of her cum from her sex while she writhes beneath me like a seductress.
My cock is already drooling with precum, my balls thick and heavy with need.
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Her eyes are still glazed, she returns my kiss eagerly, wiping her lips clean with her tongue and damn it if this isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I see her slowly sneaking her fingers and begin to massage her pussy again, “Will you not be satisfied until I fucked you?” I groan, her provoking action stirring me with more need, making my cock swell further.
My masterful fingers replaced hers in her cunt, I easily make her cum again, her soft moans rings. in my ears as she let me be in control. At this moment she is as docile as the fucking slut I once trained her to be.
Her body still recognizes its master; she is a never–ending fountain of lust; I lose count of how many times I make her cum from my fingers. Seeing her pass out fills me with smug satisfaction.
She should see herself right now, drenched in her own squirt.
I’m the one making into my uncontrolled bitch, not that bastard trying to woo her.
What would have happened if I didn’t arrive and that bastard got to touch and taste her delicious. body the way I am right now? I seethe at the thought.
I had ordered Niko to watch her closely, but getting into Jasmine’s business with her stepmother is something I do not wish to get myself involved in; my presence at this hotel is pure coincidence… Or perhaps fate.
I stare at Jasmine, who is still unconscious, and push aside the stab of guilt. I saved her from that mother fucker, only to do the same thing she has been trying to avoid.
I throw myself off her and walk to the bathroom to jerk off; my erection is beyond painful, and my cock is already turning blue. A low hiss rumbles from my chest as I watch as my semen drains
with the water.
I’m still fucking hard.
