Molten Chocolate - S01 E45

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Molten Chocolate - S01 E45

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 45

Jasmine's POV

I sat down on my bed, in one of the guest rooms, combing my hair before tying it up in a bun to get some sleep.

I left a window open so the cool air came in as I threw myself, face down, onto the bed. I felt lonely and sad that this was what Evan and I had come to. I never wanted this much separation.

A single tear fell from my eyes and was sucked up by the bed sheets underneath me.

A knock came on the door, suddenly, and startled me a bit. I rolled over on the bed and, standing on my feet, I went to open the door as the knock came again.

"Hi," he said as he came into my room and began looking around. This was so unexpected but like him.

"Hi," I answered him back and looked at his every movement.

"You like the room?" he asked me.

"Yes. It's comfortable and I'm warm," I answered.

He came closer to me. So close that his body heat warmed me even more. I took three steps backwards but he held me by the waist and pulled me closer to him. I landed against his hard chest.

"Running away from me?" he asked in my ear. His seductive voice sent chills down my spine and I melted instantly as his strong hands held onto me.

"Why are you here?" I asked him in a whisper. Not that I wasn't welcoming his visit, but I was losing myself to him once again.

"Do you want me to leave?" he asked in his sexy tone of voice. His breath was of mint and his manly cologne blinded my nostrils.

"No I don't," I answered truthfully. I began tracing the tattoo on his arm with my finger.

He chuckled a little and then he lifted me up to him. He crashed his lips onto mine and I didn't hesitate to kiss him back.

"I missed you so much," I said into his open mouth.

"I missed you too baby," he replied and carried me back to the bedroom.

He laid me down gently on the bed and he hovered over me. He stared into my eyes and I looked into his grey ones. He kissed me again, softly and gently. It was like making love to my mouth.

I felt his hand underneath my night T-shirt. It made its way to my nipple easily, since I wasn't wearing a bra. He slipped the T-shirt over my head and threw it on the floor. His mouth landed on my nipple afterwards and he played on the bud with his tongue while he gently massaged the other one.

I removed his vest and dug my fingernails into his back. He moved his mouth over to the other nipple, giving it the same attention as he did the first.

"Oh shit," I moaned out and shut my eyes in ecstasy.

"Do you want me, baby?" I heard him ask.

"Yes, I want you. I want you so bloody much. Take me!" my horny beast let out.

"I'll take you," I heard his voice again.

His hand went down south. He shoved his hand into my night shorts and parted my panties. He played with my joy spot, rubbing it gently. My eyes flew opened and met his grey ones again. He was biting his bottom lip but a smirk still played between them. He must be satisfied he could get to me so easily, but I didn't care. My heart and body belonged to him.

"You're wet," his voice said with a tease behind it.

"You're so good," I told him. He was a master at the sex game.

"I want to taste you."

"Go ahead and do just that."

He removed my shorts, and the panties in the process. He spread my legs wider apart and I felt the magic of his tongue on my kitty. I saw more fireworks than the 4th of July.

"Oh my GOSH!" I yelled as he pushed his tongue into my opening.

I held his head, and my waist rotated on its own accord. My fingers went through his hair and my breath was taken away.

"I'll be gentle. I don't want to hurt you or the baby," he said as he removed his pants. I wasn't even showing yet but I felt happy that he was thinking about the baby through this encounter.

He rolled me over to the side and he slipped in behind me. He placed his hand around my chest and spreading my buttocks apart with the other hand, he entered my vagina slowly from behind.

I felt him penetrating me deeper and deeper until I received all of him. His strokes got faster and faster.

"Evan!" I screamed as I climaxed to cloud ten, once again, on his manhood.

"You're so beautiful baby. I don't want to stop having you," he said from behind me.

"Don't stop baby! Please don't stop! I swear, I love you!" I yelled out.

"Oh Jasmine!"

"Evan!"

"Jas... mine!"

"E... van!"

"Oh Jasmine!"

*****

"Jasmine! Wake the hell up!" I heard his voice from somewhere other than behind me.

I flung myself up. Oh my goodness! I've been dreaming!

Evan was leaning against the bedroom door frame, dressed in a sharp black suit and black leather shoes to match. His light blue dress shirt added a gentle touch to the black suit and his entire personality.

"I told you to wake early because I'm taking you to the doctor before I go to the office," he said, then he left. I heard the room door close after him.

I hope he didn't heard me calling his name in my wet dream!

I stepped into the shower and took a quick bath and brushed my teeth. I toweled myself off, once I was finished, applied lotion to my skin, and stepped into a pair of loose jeans and a comfortable top. I combed my hair, applied very light makeup, and left my room.

I met Evan in the living room. He was talking to one of his maids.

"Finally," he said as I walked up next to him.

I remained silent and followed him outside to his car, which was already at the entrance. He opened the door for me and I got in. He got into the driver's seat and drove out the large front gate.

"So, how are you?" he asked. His eyes focused on the road.

"I'm okay."

"Care to tell me what you were dreaming?" he asked with a big smirk.

"I wasn't dreaming anything," I lied.

"You were calling my name in your dream and I was certain you were whining."

Fu**! He saw me and heard me!

"Your eyes must be deceiving you," I covered.

He laughed. "Were you having a wet dream about me, Jasmine?" he asked, stopping the car at a red light.

"No I wasn't!" I flushed.

He laughed again.

"I hate you!"

"You weren't saying that in your dream though."

I sunk myself in the seat with embarrassment.

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