Chapter 10
"Hey, Dad," Dante replied, his voice casual despite the storm raging inside him. He couldn't believe that the man had no idea what had transpired between him and his mother, that he walked into their home oblivious to the scent of their shared sin.
His father looked at him with a tired smile. "How was your day?"
Dante felt a smug satisfaction at the ease with which he could lie. "It's been a good day. I got a good workout in." He watched as his father nodded, none the wiser to the fact that Dante had been referring to the most intense, life-altering sexual experience he had ever had. His mother was his now, and her body was a secret that only the two of them shared.
The tension between Jasmine and Dante was palpable as they sat down for dinner that evening. Jasmine couldn't meet his gaze, her cheeks flushing every time he looked at her. She pushed her food around the plate, her appetite gone. The silence was deafening, punctuated only by the clinking of silverware and the occasional question from her husband about their day.
Jasmine's mind was elsewhere, replaying their earlier encounter over and over. She had never felt so alive, so wanted, and yet so guilty. Her hand stole to her lap under the table, her fingers idly tracing the dampness between her legs. She knew she should be repulsed by her own desires, but she couldn't help the way her body responded to the thought of her son's cock in her mouth.
Her husband's voice pulled her back to the present. "Jasmine, honey, is everything okay?" he asked, concern etched into his features.
Jasmine forced a smile, her voice trembling slightly. "Yes, I'm just tired," she lied, taking a deep breath to steady herself.
The rest of the dinner passed in a blur, Jasmine's eyes darting between her husband and her son, the two men who had her in their grasp. She was torn between the love she had for her husband and the burning need she now felt for her son. It was a battle she wasn't sure she could win.
But as the night grew later and her husband retreated to his study, Jasmine found herself unable to resist the pull towards Dante's room. She hovered in the hallway, her heart racing. The door was slightly ajar, the light from within casting a warm glow into the darkness. She could hear the low murmur of his voice as he talked on the phone, and she wondered if he was thinking about her.
With a trembling hand, Jasmine reached for the door but pulled her hand away at the last second. Jasmine couldn't bring herself to act on her own desires burning deep within her.
But fate had other plans. Dante's door creaked open, and he stepped into the hallway, his eyes immediately finding hers. Jasmine's breath hitched, and she felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her body as their gazes locked. His eyes were dark with desire, and Jasmine knew that he could see the same hunger reflected in hers.
"Mom?" he whispered, his voice low and needy. Jasmine's knees felt like they would buckle under her. She took a step towards him, the pull too strong to resist. "What are you doing up?"
Jasmine swallowed hard, her mouth dry. "Just...turning off the lights," she managed, her voice a mere whisper.
Dante took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "Can we talk?" he asked, his voice thick with meaning. Jasmine felt the heat of his stare, her body responding in ways she had never experienced before.
Without a word, she nodded, and Dante waved his hand to guide her into his room. The soft glow of the moonlight painted everything in shades of blue and gray, giving the room an otherworldly feel. Jasmine felt like a moth drawn to a flame, unable to resist the temptation that was her son's body.
"Dante," Jasmine began, her voice shaking. "What happened earlier..."
He stepped closer, cutting her off. "It was amazing," he said, his voice a soft growl. Jasmine felt the heat of his body, the scent of him wrapping around her like a warm blanket.
The words hung in the air between them, charged with meaning. Jasmine knew that she should turn away, that she should stop this before it went too far. But she didn't. Instead, she took a step closer, her hand reaching out to trace the line of his jaw. "I shouldn't," she whispered, but her body was already betraying her.
Dante's eyes searched hers, looking for any hint of doubt.
"Mom," he breathed, his voice filled with an intensity Jasmine had never heard before. "That was...the most incredible experience of my life."
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