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“Yes, Jasmine. Yes,” he groaned before crushing her lips beneath his.

Chapter Sixteen

Jasmine turned away in an attempt to avoid Victor’s questing lips but he caught her chin in his grasp, holding her head immobile as his mouth ground down on hers in an act of hungry possession. Stubbornly, she kept her lips pressed firmly together as her body fought against the niggling sensation of pleasure welling inside her core. This couldn’t be happening. Again.

She was supposed to be over this. Over him and the passion he could arouse in her as no one had ever done before. The urge to throw her arms around his neck and melt against him was fast becoming a temptation Jasmine found difficult to fight against but she had to. To give in to this madness would be a folly she could little afford. “Stop this, right now, Mr. Meade!” she hissed, managing to turn her face away from the onslaught of his passionate kiss.

“Don’t give me that Mr. Meade crap, Jasmine. You know what my name is. It’s Victor. And by the end of the night you’re going to be screaming it.”

“The kids¯”

“Are sleeping and we both know they sleep like the dead. Stop making excuses when we both want this.” He silenced the retort on the tip of her tongue by pressing his lips against hers. Moving his arms around her waist and gripping her tightly, Victor liftedJasmine off her feet and carried her down the hall to his bedroom, his mouth leaving hers.

When they crossed the threshold, he kicked the door behind him and totted her the remaining distance to his bed. Jasmine knew she should fight harder, argue more passionately, but her mind was in a haze and her body wasn’t cooperating. All reason slowly flickered away and the only thing she could focus on was how he made her feel right then and there.

It didn’t register that he’d laid her on the center of the bed and was in such a hurry to undress her, he tore her clothing. It was only when he slid on top of her, his naked flesh against hers, did Jasmine realize the enormity of the situation. She was about to have sex with her employer and there was no turning back.

Jasmine twisted her head to the side to avoid his kiss, but it didn’t deter Victor. He pressed hot, urgent kisses against her neck and collar bone. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this to you. I can’t eat, sleep or think clearly without thoughts of you invading my mind. I’ve burned for you—ached for you.”

Her resistance seemed to egg him on, making his caresses more aggressive. Victor pressed her further into the mattress seeming to have no intention of letting her go. After a while she couldn’t figure out why she was fighting so damn hard when she wanted this as much as Victor did. What kind of fool was she to have ignored all he signs? Ever since their last encounter, there’d been something unspoken between them but she’d chose to ignore it. She’d been so sure that one time had been a fluke. Now she realized the only one she’d fooled was herself.

With a groan of surrender, she wrapped her arms around him, her nails grazing the length of his back. Her pussy tingled as juices wet the insides of her thighs. The more she pressed her legs together to temper that burning flame within, she grew hotter still.

Victor moved down her body, his lips leaving butterfly kisses over her breasts, torso, and belly. He stopped at the juncture of her thighs and lightly caressed the tight nest of curls guarding her womanhood. “You’re so damned beautiful. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this—wanted you.” He raised his head, his gaze locking with her and he silently communicated exactly what he was going to do to her. When he suggestively ran his tongue over his lips, a shiver worked its way up her spine.

She was powerless to stop him. Hell, she wasn’t sure she wanted to. Jasmine offered no resistance when he gently parted her thighs and pressed a deep wet kiss against her labia.

“Oh, God!”

He chuckled. “No, Jasmine. It’s Victor. Remember?” Separating her slick wet folds, his heated gaze explored every inch of her pussy.

She should have been embarrassed by the way he stared so intently. No one had ever looked at her that way before but instinctively, she knew Victor liked what he saw. Jasmine wiggled with anticipation, squirming and writhing desperately needing to feel his mouth against her damp heat. The wait was thankfully cut short when he flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking it fully into his mouth.

Bliss.

Jasmine thought she would spontaneously combust right then and there. She grabbed the sides of his head and mashed her pussy against his mouth. “Victor. Yes. Oh Yes.”

He released her clit long enough to whisper, “That’s it baby, say my name. Say it louder.”

“Victor! Victor! Victor!”

When he eased his middle finger into her channel she became dizzy with desire. Lord, what was this man doing to her? As he fingered her, Victor latched on to her clit again, alternating between suckling and nibbling the tight sensitive bud, driving her body into passion overload.

Jasmine burrowed her fingers deeper into his hair holding him tighter. His mouth was magic and her climax was coming and when it did come, it would be explosive.

Removing his finger from her dripping cunt, he replaced it with his tongue, pushing it in and out of her wet hole until Jasmine thought she’d lose her mind. When her orgasm came, it was fast and hard, sending waves of wanton delight through her entire body. She shook uncontrollably, tossing her head from side to side. “Victor,Victor,Victor,” she moaned. Even as her juices flowed, he continued on his quest of sexual domination and Jasmine was utterly lost.

Why had she been fighting this so hard when her body told her this was meant to be? Her and Victor, together like this.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, Victor finally raised his head. He licked her folds and the insides of her thighs lapping up every last drop of her essence as if he couldn’t get enough.

Jasmine’s mind and body were mush by the time he finished and slid his body on top of hers. Not giving her a chance to catch her breath, Victor, crushed her mouth beneath his, driving his tongue past her lips in a forceful exploration. The taste of her on his tongue was enough to send her senses reeling.

Jasmine pushed her tongue forward to meet his in a battle of sensual supremacy. As their mouths merged as one, Victor entered her, sliding so deep inside her pussy, she didn’t know where he ended and she began. Their sweat-slicked bodies mated, moving as one. As he thrust forward, she lifted her hips to meet him, savoring the sensation of deep penetration. No one had ever made her body sing quite like this. Not even Phillip. In the beginning it had been good with him, but never like this. This mind-shattering, passion-inducing madness coursing through every single inch of her body.

Finally, she turned her head to catch her breath, clinging to him in a need to reach their ultimate goal. Victor shoved his cock deeper and harder into her with each thrust, branding her. He dipped his head until his lips grazed the shell of her ear. “This pussy belongs to me, doesn’t it?”

“Yes. Only you,” she cried out.

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