Page 86 of Enticed
“Ready to go?” Jasmine asked, pulling me from the memory.
“Yes,” I replied as I stood and grabbed her hand to lead her out of the restaurant, ignoring the sidelong glances from the townspeople and the whispers that followed us out into the night.
It was a short drive to the park since Poplar Ridge was the smallest of towns. I grabbed the two bags of supplies I’d packed from the back seat and led Jasmine onto the lawn.
“What is all that stuff?” she asked curiously.
“You’ll see,” I replied with a conspiratorial smile.
We were one of the first to arrive, so we had our pick of locations to set up. Most folks brought blankets or lawn chairs for seating, but I had something far better in mind. Pullingthe portable air compressor from my bag, I placed it on the ground and retrieved the inflatable kiddie pool. Once they were connected and the pool began to blow up, I tossed a couple pillows and a blanket inside.
“Genuis,” Jasmine commended, and I looked up to find her watching me with a pleased grin.
Once the pool was fully inflated, we climbed inside and Jasmine snuggled into me. I reached into the bag and grabbed a couple bottles of water and a large plastic container that was separated into smaller compartments.
“You made a snacklebox?” Jasmine asked as I passed it to her. Her voice and eyes were full of surprise and wonder.
“I did,” I confirmed, giving myself a mental pat on the back.
As the sun set in the distance, the movie came on and a different sun began to rise over a line of trees on the screen and the sound of birds chirping filled the air. Jasmine gasped, and her wide eyes took in the opening scene. The second the title faded from the screen, she shifted her gaze to me and there was so much love and appreciation shining in them, my entire body warmed and my chest tightened.
“H-how? How did you make this happen?”
I shrugged like it was no big deal. “They play movies in the park every weekend. It just so happens this is the night they chose to showPride & Prejudice.” In truth, I’d tracked down the community events coordinator and asked her to show this movie. I heard through the grapevine she had a colt that was almost ready to start training, so I offered my services in exchange for this one little favor.
Jasmine eyed me skeptically like she could tell I had something to do with it, but she didn’t call me on it. Instead, she dropped her head on my shoulder and whispered, “Thank you,” so low I almost didn’t hear it.
I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and rested my cheek there. “Anything for you,” I promised, meaning every word.
By the timethe movie was over, I was more than ready to get Jasmine home. Having her in my arms with her warm body pressed to mine and breathing in her sweet scent for the last two hours was pure torture. I avoided kissing her for fear I wouldn’t be able to stop there, and I wasn’t trying to catch a public indecency charge.
I packed my things up in record time, not even bothering to deflate the pool. Tossing it in the back of my truck, I threw my bags inside to keep it from flying out as I raced toward my house. The moment we were inside, I slammed my door shut and picked Jasmine up, pressing her against it. She welcomed my rough hands on her bare thighs and my punishing kiss against her lips. I flexed my hips forward, showing her just how desperate I was for her. Her soft hands framed my face, and she held me to her as she matched my fervor with demanding kisses of her own.
When I pulled her away from the door, she slipped her arms around my neck and held on tight as I carried her to my bed. I tossed her onto the mattress and hastily shed my clothes. She watched, propped up on her elbows, her hooded gaze raking down my body and one side of her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. I reached down and gripped her calf, lifting her foot so I could untie the bow at her ankle and slip off her shoe, then did the same on the other side. Leaning over the bed, I plucked at the strings at her bust, slowly tugging until they loosened.
“I love you in this dress,” I rasped, “but I love you even more out of it.” That night in the barn when I made her leave it onwhile she rode me lived rent free in my head. It was a top fantasy that played on repeat, but tonight, I wanted her completely bare.
I slowly peeled the dress off her body, letting my fingers brush over her skin lightly in a way I knew drove her wild. She was panting by the time I had her down to her panties. With deft fingers, I quickly unhooked her pump and set it aside before kissing my way down her body. I was almost to her sweet spot when she stopped me.
“Wait.” I paused with my lips pressed just above her pubic bone. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to try, something we haven’t done yet,” she said.
I quirked a brow, waiting for her to elaborate. There wasn’t much we hadn't done at this point, so my imagination was running wild.
She squirmed beneath me, and I pushed up from the bed. Scooting over on the mattress, she patted the spot beside her, instructing me to lie back. I did as requested then to my absolute and utter delight, she straddled my head and leaned over my body.
“I’ve never done this before,” she admitted with a playful giggle, fisting my hard cock in her hand.
“Fuck,” I groaned, that possessive, primitive part of me reveling in the fact I got to share another first with her. It didn’t matter that I wasn’t the first person she'd ever slept with. She certainly wasn’t mine. But I got to be the first person to have her bare, the first to come inside her, to have my cum in her ass. That thought elicited another groan from me. One of these days, I’d take her there too, but we’d have to work up to that. For now, I was ready to give her a different first.
Gripping her ass cheeks, I pulled her pussy down to my mouth and took a long, slow lick. Her hand tightened around my cock, and I instinctively thrust into it. I flicked my tongueagainst her clit, and she gasped. Her hips began to rock slightly as I did it over and over again.
“Mmm, it feels different from this angle. So good,” she breathed. Then she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around my cock, sucking me into her mouth. I hit the back of her throat, and she hummed with pleasure before slowly drawing back. She did it again, taking me deeper as I circled her clit faster. I wanted to make her come first, but with the way she was working me over, I wouldn’t last long.
I kept up my same rhythm and pace, and soon her thighs began to shake. They clamped down on my head, and she moaned, sending vibrations down my shaft and into my balls. She was almost there. Just a few more swipes of my tongue and she tumbled over the edge. Her mouth was so full of me, her usual cries of pleasure were muffled. I pinched my eyes shut at the lascivious sound, willing myself not to come yet.
She had other plans.
“Jasmine, fuck,” I pleaded, “I need to be inside you.”
