Chapter 11
Her hand froze on his jaw, Jasmine's heart thundering in her chest. "Dante," she whispered, the words barely making it past her trembling lips. "What are you saying?"
"You," he said, his eyes searching hers. "You made me feel like no one else ever has." His voice was low, his gaze intense. "The way you looked at me, the way you..." He trailed off, his expression one of awe and need. Jasmine felt a strange mix of pride and fear swirling in her stomach.
"But I'm your mother," she said weakly, her eyes searched his, looking for any sign of doubt or regret. What she found instead was a hunger that mirrored her own. She knew she should push him away, that she should set boundaries, but the desire coursing through her veins was too strong.
"Mom," he said, his voice a soft plea. "I've never felt this way about anyone before. You make me feel like...like I'm the only one who matters."
Her breath caught in her throat, the sincerity in his voice shaking her to her core. Jasmine felt a warmth spread through her, a sense of belonging she hadn't felt in years. Her body leaned into him, seeking the comfort he offered, despite the storm of wrongness that raged around them.
"Dante," she said, her voice a trembling whisper. "I'm so confused."
He took her hand in his, his thumb tracing lazy circles on her palm. "Don't think about it," he murmured. "Just feel."
Jasmine's eyes fluttered closed, the sound of his voice like a siren's call. The room spun around her, the memory of their earlier encounter still fresh in her mind. She knew that she was standing at the edge of a cliff, that one wrong move could send them both hurtling into oblivion. But she couldn't help herself.
Dante's hands slid down her body, over her curves, his fingertips tracing a path of fire across her skin. Jasmine felt a tremble run through her as he touched her breasts, his thumbs flicking over the hardened peaks. His hands were rough, yet gentle, a stark contrast to her husband's tentative touch.
Her dress was hiked up around her waist, exposing her bare thighs and the damp fabric of her panties. Jasmine felt a blush creep up her neck, her heart racing like a wild stallion. She had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed. But at the same time, she felt a thrill that was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
With a swift movement that belied his strength, Dante lifted Jasmine off her feet, his hands gripping her ass firmly. Jasmine gasped, her eyes flying open in surprise as he spun her around and tossed her onto the bed. The force of his action sent her sprawling across the mattress, her legs splaying open in an inviting pose.
The sight of her there, her dress rucked up around her, her hair a wild mess around her face, was almost too much for him. Jasmine felt a strange mix of fear and excitement, her body responding to his touch despite her mind screaming for her to stop. But she didn't want to stop.
Her eyes met his, and Jasmine could see the hunger in them, the need that was driving him. "It's your turn now, Mom," he said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.
The bed dipped as Dante climbed onto it, his large frame looming over her. Jasmine felt a strange sense of vulnerability, her eyes never leaving his as he positioned himself between her legs. This was the bed where he had brought countless girlfriends, the bed where he had lost his virginity and explored the depths of his desires. Now it was her turn to be the object of his lust.
Her legs felt like they were made of jelly, but she managed to spread them wider for him, giving him access to the part of her she had never shared with anyone but her husband. Jasmine could feel the dampness seeping through her panties, a silent testament to her own arousal. She was afraid of what was to come, but she was also desperately eager to feel him inside her.
Dante reached down, his hand sliding up the inside of her thigh. Jasmine's breath skipped, her body anticipating his touch. His fingers brushed against the damp fabric, and Jasmine felt her pussy clench in anticipation. He was going to touch her, really touch her, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.
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