"Of course, she does. You said there were the same age. It's understandable that you remember your ex when you see her." I contributed.
Silence. Then, "Yeah, you're right." He said finally when he stared back at me.
TANNER
Jasamina's body trembled as I held her in my arms and carried her to the sofa. I lowered myself on the chair to sit her on my laps, she has her arms around his neck tightly.
Her face was buried to my neck, her hot breaths against my neck causing a reaction to my body, which I'm trying to hard to hide from her.
She pulled slightly away from me to look me in the eyes with her wet ones. "Thank you so much for being here with me. I really wouldn't have known how to have handled this all alone."
I palmed her cheeks, staring into her eyes. "You would have handled it really well. I've not known a better strong woman than you are, honey." God, I couldn't stop looking at her lips.
Soft. Plump. Red. Enticing. She licked her lips slightly and a groan left my mouth. I gave in to the urge riding me.
"Do it," she said shyly.
My eyes met hers again and I saw the knowledge in her eyes. She wants this.....whatever this is.
"Jasamina...." I groaned, trying to gain back any semblance of control.
"Please....kiss me." She pleaded, making another move closer to me.
I need no further urging. I pushed forward and took her lips in a tender kiss.
Yes. Yes. I could no longer resist. Dishonorable or not. Risk or not. I would be careful not to hurt her, I vowed. So careful. I could not resist her. Would not resist her.
I pulled her away from my body to sit her beside me on the sofa, softly pressing my mouth against hers. Exquisite. She didn't pull away. She gasped, lips parting, and I swept my tongue inside.
Her taste...so sweet, like a snowstorm after a
millennium of fire. Beyond exquisite.
"More," she whispered to my lips, pressing closer to me.
"Sure?" Please, please, please.
"More than I've ever been." It was a shy admission but the sincerity of it was all over her face.
I began thrusting my tongue against hers, rolling them together, retreating, then going back for more. When I felt my teeth scrape hers, I stiffened. And when she moaned, he tried to pull away. But her arms slid up my chest, one anchoring around my neck, the other caressing face.
I had to grip my thigh, nails sinking deep, to keep from tearing off her closes and getting on top of her, from pushing inside her and burying myself in deep.
"Like?" she asked uncertainly, as if she's scared I wouldn't like such a deep kiss from her. As if she was used to being criticised for it.
"Yes, honey. God, I can't get enough. I wamt more" I managed to grit out, pulling back a bit to stare into her face and make her see my sincerity.
In the soft glow of the light of the night, she blushed fiery red at my words. Her eyes dazed from our deep kisses. "Then, take more. Take everything you need...." She whispered shyly, soothingly.
God! Her words alone are a turn on on their own. I dipped my head and kissed her neck, a tiny shiver worked down her body. Her lush breasts pressed into my chest, her nipples hard and searching.
She truly enjoyed my kiss? Tremors rocked me as I brought our lips together again, our tongues beginning another dance, as my hand began exploring her flesh. God, the softness.... So damn exquisite.
I palmed her soft full breast, pressing softly, examining the soft texture in my hand. I caressed her nipple, rubbing the beaded nub until a soft moan escaped her throat. I played with her two nipple, reaching beneath her top to palm her naked breasts.
I broke the kiss long enough to pull her top out of her body, followed with the white lacy bra. She was bared to the waist and I stared unguardedly at breasts that I've always wanted to look out without seeming like a peeking tom.
I dipped my head and took her nipple into my mouth to suckle softly. She moaned again, shivering slightly. Her soft hand going to the back of my neck, she held herself to me.
JASAMINA
The pleasure of doing this with Tann was one I never imagined that I can feel. Is this feeling normal? I couldn't help asking myself.
As he suckled my nipple, I try to remind myself that he's not Dale. He won't bite me, he won't hurt me. His other hand played with my other breast. I know I'm supposed to do something but I don't know what. Dale had never wanted any move from me.
He pulled away to bring our lips back together again as his hand went lower to drape against my lower body, and I feel myself tensing up. As he caressed me through my panties, I couldn't help the tension that was starting to build inside me.