NOVEL NEXT Chapter 26: Jasmine
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The soft glow of the penthouse's ambient lighting reflected off the polished marble floors, casting a warm hue over the luxurious suite. Jasmine stood near the grand floor-to-ceiling windows, her silhouette framed against the glittering Dubai skyline. She looked stunning, holding a glass of wine, her eyes sparkling with excitement and curiosity as she surveyed the opulent surroundings.
I approached her from behind, placing my hands gently on her waist. She leaned back into me, her head resting on my chest as we both gazed out at the breathtaking view of the city. "You like it here?" I asked, my voice soft yet filled with intent.
She turned her head slightly, her lips brushing against my jawline. "It's perfect. Everything about tonight feels like a dream."
I chuckled, wrapping my arms around her tighter. "Then let's make it even more unforgettable."
Jasmine turned around to face me, her hands resting on my chest. Her eyes searched mine, filled with a mix of desire and vulnerability. "Why are you doing all this? For me?"
I tilted her chin up gently, locking eyes with her. "Because you deserve to be treated like the queen you are, Jasmine. And because I couldn't resist the chance to make you smile."
Her lips parted slightly, a soft gasp escaping as I leaned in closer. Our lips met in a slow, sensual kiss, the world around us fading into insignificance. Her arms slid up around my neck, pulling me closer as our kiss deepened, becoming more passionate with each passing second, the only thing I could focus on was the overwhelming sensation of Jasmine's lips.
I lifted her effortlessly into my arms, carrying her towards the plush king-sized bed draped in silk sheets. Setting her down gently, I took a moment to admire her beauty. Her dress clung to her curves, the fabric shimmering in the dim light. Her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath, her eyes locked onto mine with an unspoken invitation.
I reached out, my fingers tracing the line of her jaw, down her neck, and over her collarbone. She shivered under my touch, her lips curving into a playful smile. "Are you just going to look at me all night?" she teased, her voice low and sultry.
I smirked, leaning down to kiss her neck, my lips trailing a path down to her shoulder. "Not a chance," I whispered against her skin.
Jasmine's hands moved to unbutton my shirt, her fingers grazing my skin as she pushed the fabric off my shoulders. I shrugged out of it, letting it fall to the floor. Her hands explored my chest and arms, her touch igniting a fire between us.
I reached for the zipper of her dress, slowly pulling it down as I maintained eye contact. Her cheeks flushed, but she didn't look away. The dress slipped from her shoulders, pooling around her waist before she let it slide off completely. She was breathtaking, her confidence and allure shining through as she leaned back on the bed and looked up at me with a playful smirk before she pulled me onto the bed.
I joined her, my body pressing against hers especially her big boobs pressing against my chest as our lips met again. This time, the kiss was hungrier, fueled by mutual desire. Her nails raked lightly across my back, sending shivers down my spine as I explored her body with my hands and lips.
The night unfolded in a symphony of passion and intimacy, every touch and kiss drawing us closer together. Jasmine's laughter and moans filled the room as we lost ourselves in each other, creating a memory that neither of us would ever forget.
For hours, we explored every inch of each other, pushing boundaries and indulging in every fantasy, trying out every position our bodies could handle. Her moans echoed in the room, raw and uninhibited, as her body responded to my every touch, arching and writhing beneath me. Jasmine's fingers dug into my shoulders, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist as we moved together in a frantic, heated rhythm. My hands cupped her big milky white boobs squeezing them and occasionally sucking them while thrusting my dick into her pussy. She whispered my name between gasps, her skin slick with sweat as she begged for more, craving that final release. I started fucking her much faster as her moans of pleasure were encouraging me to fuck her harder and faster. I held nothing back, giving her exactly what she needed—filling her with my cum, watching as her body trembled with satisfaction.
As dawn approached, we lay tangled in the sheets, her head resting on my chest and her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin. The city outside began to stir, but inside the penthouse, time seemed to stand still.
"This has been the best night of my life," Jasmine murmured, her voice laced with contentment.
I kissed the top of her head, my arms holding her close. "It's only the beginning, Jasmine. With me, every night can be like this."
She looked up at me, her eyes shining with a mix of wonder and hope. "I think I'd like that," she whispered, her lips curving into a soft smile. Then she got up and pushed me down on the bed and took my dick into her hands and started with a hand job and then she started using her mouth unable to make me cum with just her hands. She took my dick deep in her mouth gagging herself. I also helped by thrusting my dick in and out of her mouth by holding her head steady with both my hands in her hair. After 15 minutes of fucking her throat I climaxed in her throat making her swallow it. Once again we lay tangled in the sheets, her head resting on my chest.
We stayed like that for a while, savoring the quiet intimacy of the moment. As the sun rose higher, painting the room in golden light, I knew that this was just the start of my manipulation.