Page 67 of Veiled Vows

I burst out laughing and we giggle together at the thought. My thrusts falter so I lean down and kiss her to regain my rhythm. As soon as we’re back to it, pleasure builds faster than before. I can’t tell if it’s the angle, the way she’s flexing her pussy around me, or the knowledge that she really likes me, but something makes this so much better.

“I’m gonna—” Jasmine’s nails become claws, and she arches up from the couch as she comes with a squeak and a long, high-pitched moan. As she tenses and trembles in my arms, I come a few seconds later and slam inside her to make sure my cum is packed in as deep as possible where it belongs.

Pulse after hot pulse shivers across my shoulders and through my core until we’re both panting heavily and I’m barely able to hold myself up.

“Wow,” Jasmine gasps. “That was…”

“Amazing?”

“Cocky much?”

“Fuck you,” I chuckle and lean down to kiss her just as a dreaded ding of notification from my phone rises up from my discarded pants. Kissing her, I ease out of her pussy and help lower her leg, then pick up my pants and my phone.

My father calls and I accidentally hit answer as I’m trying to open the text. My finger immediately goes to my lips when looking at Jasmine as my father barks in my ear.

“Roman, where the fuck are you? I need you home immediately, understand? Get your ass back here now!”

26

JASMINE

Roman’s abrupt departure isn’t how I want to end things, but when duty calls, there’s no choice. He leaves before I get the chance to tell him about the pregnancy tests, and given the urgency I overheard in his father’s tone, it doesn’t seem like texting him the information will be well received.

I’ll tell him next time.

Twenty minutes after Roman leaves, Catherine calls. Her hospital appointment is over and she’s ready to be picked up. I have just enough time to wriggle out of the remains of my dress and send a brief apology to my dressmaker with a few pictures, adjusting what kind of skirt I would like, before Catherine arrives.

“Do I want to know what happened?” She stands wide-eyed in the doorway staring at the remains of the dress on the floor.

“Wild animal attack,” I smirk, approaching her.

“Roman then?”

“Of course. How are you?” Glancing her over, she looks fine, and it goes without saying that I’m proud of her for making it here without needing help. “I would have picked you up.”

“I know but it’s close by and I thought calling an Uber would be a good test of how I handle being around a stranger all by myself. Don’t think I didn’t notice the guard you had in the hospital.”

“Only the best for you.” Linking arms, we exit the boutique and wander down the street with my guards lingering a few feet behind. “But the hospital was good?”

“Yep, I’m fine,” she assures me with a smile. “I still have a few more hours of mandatory therapy but everything else is healing well. And…Thank you, Jasmine. I feel like I haven’t said that enough.”

“Once is all I need,” I assure her softly. “And I barely even need that. You’re my friend and I love you, so it’s easy.”

“Mm-hmm, does that mean I’ll be sharing your love with Roman?”

“I don’t know if I’m quite there,” I reply as my cheeks warm. “But I did let slip that I really like him.”

“Oh my God!” Catherine tightens her grip on my arm. “What did he say?”

“That he likes me too.”

“Ah! That’s amazing!” She bounces up onto the balls of her feet. “Look at you, I’m so happy! Wait, did you tell him about the baby?”

“I didn’t get a chance. Everything sort of built up to the perfect chance to tell him, and then his father called.”

“Ew.”

“Yeah, so I’ll wait until the next time I see him. Texting this kind of news feels kinda weird.”

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