Jasmine felt an agonising pressure building in her core until she became a little desperate and began to move against him faster, following her instincts. It helped that he was encouraging her all the way, speaking dirty, filthy words to her to make her reach completion. And that was exactly what she did as her toes finally curled and a loud moan escaped her, signalling her satisfaction to him along with her juices gushing out of her cunt.
He lapped it all off, almost animalistic in his enjoyment of her. She wanted to kiss him for it and do a million other things but she rode out whatever was left of her orgasm before trying to catch her breath and at last, climbing off the poor but generous guy's face.
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Jasmine curled up around him and the way her body clung to his made him think of precious things like trust, affection and intimacy. He'd never felt this way about a girl before. A strange sense of tenderness overcame him as he put an arm around her shoulders and held her to his side, watching the lazy path her hand travelled across his chest, his stomach and then down to his...
Armaan stopped her by clutching her wrist when she would have grabbed his erection through his jeans. “Baby, no.”
"Oh, come on." She tugged her hand free of his grasp and pushed his arm away before fiddling with his zipper. "I want to see it."
He closed his eyes and tried to breathe deeply. "You've seen it already, honey."
His voice sounded weak to him and a part of him knew that he was going to lose this fight tonight. He was not going to wake up tomorrow morning feeling proud of himself. He'd tried as much as he could but she was unravelling him bit by bit. It was wrong...but he wanted it.
"Lift your hips," she whispered drowsily and this time, Armaan didn't protest before doing as she asked. She tugged off his jeans clumsily and then came up to remove his shirt. Her clothes were the next things to go.
"You're so damn sexy," she told him in a seductive manner, running her hands up and down his bare chest. "And your mouth felt awesome but I bet your cock's going to be feel even better."
A groan escaped his throat when she said that, her hand closing around his shaft, her touch light and curious but sending jolts of pleasure throughout his body. Armaan's own hands went up to cup and knead her breasts before he lifted himself up on his elbows to suck on her nipples. Jasmine let out a sigh as she ran her fingers through his hair and gave herself over to his administrations.
Raising them both up until he was sitting with his legs spread and she was straddling him, he devoted himself to kissing and massaging her breasts. His cock nudged at her stomach but he held himself back from fucking her raw right there. No. He could wait a little longer. He wanted to savour this.
Jasmine pulled his head back by the hair and kissed him deeply, their tongues playing with each other as desire heightened between them.
"I can taste myself in your mouth," she told him softly before exploring his back and shoulders in a manner that was so possessive, it utterly enslaved him. "Your body feels so good against mine."
Okay, he couldn't wait any longer. He turned them over until she was pinned beneath him, their limbs intertwined and mouths hungry and searching. His erection was pressed between them, needing something to bury itself in and he reached under the pillows for the liberal amount of condoms he always kept there while Jasmine waited as he put one on.
"Don't hurt me," she said once he was done and had lowered himself along the length of her again, parting her thighs.
Armaan smoothed back the hair from her face and bent to kiss her mouth softly. "Baby, I would never hurt you," he told her sincerely and when he looked deep into her eyes, so many intense emotions overcame him. "I'd never hurt you, Jasmine," he repeated and gave her a strained smile as he began to push inside her.
Her hips rocked against his impatiently and her fingers clamped around his biceps almost painfully as she sighed.
"God, you're so wet," Armaan whispered, sliding in inch by inch with such ease due to how slippery her entrance was. "So horny for me, aren't you, baby?"
She moaned in agreement, her heels digging into the backs of his knees and he braced himself on his hands and pushed his dick all the way inside her in one quick, forceful thrust.
Jasmine cried out at that and bit down on her lip, pushing against him suddenly, her thighs tensing. Armaan went completely still. And that was the moment he knew he had fucked up. Badly.
"Oh, shit," he whispered, staring at her face which was taut with pain. "Jasmine, are you okay? Damn it, why didn't you tell me you were a virg-?"
"Don't say it," she snapped at him suddenly, her eyes dark and stormy.
"But I didn't know. God, this isn't right. I can't-"
"It's too late now, Armaan," she interrupted him and to his surprise, her legs wrapped themselves around his hips and he felt her vaginal muscles squeezing his cock until his vision clouded with lust. "Just do it. I want you to."
"You're not even thinking straight. I shouldn't have-oh my God." He hissed in pleasure when she started moving against him, urging him to do the same with her words and actions.
"I love the feel of your cock," she told him.
Suddenly, he wasn't thinking straight either as he began to fuck her, giving in to
