Chapter 27

Once home they barely made it through the door before items of clothing were ripped, dropped or kicked off, leaving a trail of destruction leading to the bedroom door, where the last remnants of their underwear lay in a heap.

Richie lifted Jasmine up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking herself to him. She could feel his straining erection push against her and tried to move so that he would enter her and make her feel complete. Richie had other ideas though and planted her in the middle of the king sized bed, spreading her legs and settling himself in between them.

At the first touch of his tongue on her burning flesh they both moaned a deep and longing moan that said so much about the want they had both been feeling all evening. Richie lapped at Jasmine’s folds with a flat tongue, dragging it firmly over the soft wet skin over and over like a dog lapping water from it’s bowl.

Jasmine held onto Richie’s hair in an attempt to keep her sanity as he worshipped her in the most delicious way known to her. His tongue was wet and warm, yet it cooled her burning skin and made her tingle all over. Richie ran his hands over her goose fleshed arms and held her hands in his hair, his tongue working overtime to give her the same pleasure she had given him in the car.

“Oh GOD! Just there Rich, right THERE!” She rasped, holding him in place. Richie sped up as her hips lifted to pull him in further then suddenly Jasmine’s hands flew from his head and gripped the bed sheets, her hips raised completely from the bed and a deep groan came from deep within her. Richie pushed two fingers into her just as she hit her peak and she responded with a scream as yet another orgasm flooded her. He stroked her until she was back with him, sitting astride her and planting little kisses all over her body. He could see that she was becoming aroused again and her nipples swelled until they were standing to attention. He bent down and took one in his mouth, sucking and licking it, roiling it around in his mouth. He switched nipples and caressed the other one between his fingers. Jasmine could barely think straight because her whole body felt gooey and soft, as if her bones had melted and she was to be molded any way Richie desired.

She could feel herself building up again ready to shatter at his touch but that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to feel him on top of her, inside her and feel the full power of his thrusts. She tried to pull him upwards towards her but he held fast, his lips staying locked to her right nipple.

“Please Rich, Please,” She begged, raising her hips pushing towards his engorged cock.

Richie, never one to deny a lady, did as he was asked, he shifted slightly until he was aligned with her inviting opening, then as he kissed her deeply he pushed through and let himself be enveloped by her warmth. He paused before he began to move in and out of her, the slick warmth of her against his hardness causing earth shattering friction.

They moved slowly together at first, Jasmine raising her hips to his thrusts but soon it was not enough for her. She pushed at him and rolled over so she was on top of him. To Richie’s shock she impaled herself onto him and slid all the way down so he was filling her completely. The sensation was heavenly to him and he held onto her hips, anchoring her to him. Jasmine was full of lustful desire for Richie and nothing other than a fast and deep fuck was going to satisfy her. Richie soon got the message as she slammed down on him time and time again, rolling her hips so that he touched every part of her.

“Christ Jas, you’re…you’re…” Richie began to say but couldn’t find the words to describe her. He would just have to show her. He rolled them over again, lying on top of her and thrusting hard into her. Jasmine grunted with each thrust and dug her nails into his back. 

Richie pulled out and flipped Jasmine over so she was lying on her stomach, but lifted her up so she was on all fours. He entered her again, the different angle giving them both the contact they had been craving. Richie pounded into her and Jasmine bucked backwards making Richie hit the very core of her. The pace quickened as they both raced towards the finish line. Richie leaned over Jasmine’s back and reached around to rub her clit as he moved into her. He rested his forehead on her back and kissed the skin below him, as his end approached, he nipped her skin with his teeth and thrust harder. 

Jasmine thought she had died and gone to heaven. She was incapable of any coherent thought or speech, just able to move. The friction that was building with every stroke from Richie was miraculous and she smiled as he seemed to innately know what she wanted and when she wanted it. She was fast approaching the holy grail and could tell that Richie was as well if the nipping on her back was any indication. She had never been so consumed with lust, need and want before and she was still unsure how much she should let herself go, but as she crested she couldn’t help but yell out,

“HARDER, FASTER!”

Richie could hardly believe his ears but was quick to oblige. He rammed harder and faster just as she asked then at the same time they both cried out as the waves flowed through them. Richie held onto Jasmine so tightly that he left finger marks on her skin, and Jasmine gripped the sheets so tightly that a small hole appeared where her nails had scratched the material. When he was spent, Richie leant on Jasmine, still stroking her and enjoying the sight of her body shuddering at his touch.

Jasmine collapsed in a crumpled heap on the bed, still face down, her eyes closed and her breathing unsteady. Richie moved to lay on his back with his arms tucked under his head, watching Jasmine come back to reality.

“You alright over there?” he said, prodding her in the side, eliciting a giggle.

She turned to face him, which was not easy as her muscles had all tensed up and hadn’t returned to their usual state.

“Absolutely fantastic thanks. You?”

“Fucked. Totally and completely fucked. Man, you were like a dog in heat.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment. It’s all your fault though. Everything you said tonight, the way you looked, how on Earth am I meant to ignore that?”

“That was definitely intended as a compliment, but I don’t agree, It was all your fault for looking so damn hot in that dress, and even hotter out of it.” 

“I don’t care whose fault it was.” She said cuddling into him.

“I hear ya. And as a bonus we don’t have to hide anymore. How great is that?”

“It’s fantastic, just as long as no one from Island saw us. I’m glad that Jon and the guys are happy for us though, I was worried that he’d give me the stink eye or sack me.”

“He wouldn’t have done that, I did worry he would rip me a new one but I knew he wouldn’t do shit to you.”

“Well at least we have them on our side. I’m not sure how Pete will take it though.”

“Don’t think about it darlin’. I’ll talk to Jon about it tomorrow or in a few days and we’ll come up with a plan to help you if the shit hits the fan, but I don’t think it will, honestly.”

Jasmine nodded then closed her eyes, sleep finally taking her over. Richie followed not much later, free of guilt and not in the slightest worried about what may happen. As far as he was concerned, all was right with the world.