Bitter Heat Bonus Scene, PT 3

No one affected him like Jasmine. She was under his skin. He wasn’t himself around her. If he were smart, he would stay the hell away from her and carry out his plans without distractions. Instead, he found himself altering them on her behalf. Nothing, not even revenge, was a sweet enough incentive compared to her.

A tear slid down her cheek. Her grief amplified the unfamiliar emotions raking at him. She lifted a shaking hand, reaching for something. As her hand splayed on his chest, her eyes opened. The desolation in her eyes made him want to promise things he couldn’t.

He stroked her wet cheek. “Wake up, princess.”

“He never heard the end of the story,” she said raggedly.

He had no idea what she was talking about, but his sole aim was to make her stop crying so he said, “It’s okay, Jasmine.”

She shook her head as she whispered, “I miss him so much. I don’t have anyone.”

The stark loneliness in her voice caused odd pangs in his chest.

“You have me,” he said as he gave into the urge to kiss away her tears.

“I never had you.”

Before he could argue, she kissed him. The switch from concern to arousal took a split second. Her aggressive hunger roused his own. A week without her was too fucking long. That night at the cabin, she awakened needs he thought he no longer possessed. They clamored to life as her tongue invaded and she pulled his hair. It took a concentrated effort to let her lead instead of seizing the reins. He approved of her purging method, since he was allowed to participate.

He let her push him on his back and bit back a startled shout when she took his cock in her mouth. When he was skating on the edge of his control, she crawled up his body. He was ecstatic when she straddled his face.

He gorged on her taste as she rode him, hips moving in a frantic rhythm as she tried to outrun whatever she’d seen in her dreams. He leaked precum as she bucked against his tongue, mindlessly seeking relief. He sought to give it to her, latching onto her clit and sucking the hard bud until her wet thighs vibrated around him.

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