Chapter 12: The Death of Me
*Zain*
Then he gently parted her lips with his tongue and taught her how to French kiss, letting his fingers trail over her back. Suddenly, she kissed him with vigor, giving him the best make out session he’d ever had. He pulled back a moment later, breathless.
“What’s wrong?” Jasmine asked, running her fingers through the side of his hair, her eyes searching his, filled with concern.
Zain took a moment to catch his breath and to calm himself down before things got out of hand. Then he leaned in and gave her another sweet kiss, and said against her lips, “I just don’t want things to get too far out of control.”
Jasmine nodded, understanding. She looked into his eyes, her eyelids half closed, looking sexy as hell, which did nothing for his resolve.
He smiled. “Just do me a favor. If you ever kiss another guy, don’t kiss him like that unless you want more than you bargained for.”
Then her face suddenly became serious as she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked deeply into his eyes. “I don’t want to kiss anyone else but you.”
“Me, neither,” he replied, his voice suddenly husky. This time, when his lips descended upon hers, he didn’t slow down her passion, going along for the ride that was now in her control. He let her take charge as she kissed down his neck to his throat and then to his chest…. “Stop, Jasmine.”
“No.” She pressed her lips to his chest again, but this time, she slowly started her way back up, much to his relief. When she found his lips again, she did things with her tongue that he hadn’t taught her. He wrapped his arms around her and then leaned her back onto the sand and lay down beside her. He let his hand trail over her neck, and then down to her shoulders.
“Stop.” She sat up, suddenly out of breath. “I promised my mother I’d wait to have sex until I’m married.”
Zain smiled. “I wasn’t going to have sex with you. I was just... exploring. But I can stop.”
She nodded, understanding. “Okay then.”
“But just tell me again if you want me to stop,” Zain replied.
She nodded and then wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss. He laid down beside her and trailed his fingers lightly down her sides, careful not to touch her breasts, and then across her stomach. Then he trailed his fingers down the side of her leg and into the crook under her knee. He pulled her leg over him, never breaking the kiss.
Jasmine returned the passion in his kiss, but he knew not to take it farther... not today. She pulled back a moment later, breathless. “Oh, my god! I never knew it could be like this.”
Then he looked seductively into her eyes. “It gets even better.”
“Show me,” she replied.
But he shook his head. “No, not today, baby. You wanted to wait until you’re married.”
A smile lit her lips. “I’m not talking about doing everything.” Then she placed her hand on the side of his cheek and looked into his eyes. “I trust you.”
One corner of his lips curled into a smile. “You know you’re asking a lot. After all, I’m still a man.”
“Who has self-control,” she replied. “But if you like, we can just make out. We don’t have to do anything else.” She smiled. “Man! You’re a good kisser.”
He moved her hair away from her neck, pushing it over her shoulder and kissed her neck. “So are you.”
“Really?” she asked, suddenly breathless.
He nodded against her shoulder. “Really. The best.” Then he gently cupped her breast as he deepened the kiss.
Soon, her breath quickened, and she pulled her shirt up over her head, revealing her bikini top beneath.
“God, you look hot,” he said, looking down at her breasts, her perfect body.
She started to untie her bikini top, but he stopped her. “Not yet.” Then he laid her back and kissed down her neck to her breasts as her breath quickened. Then he gently moved the thin strip of fabric away. He kissed her breast, and then licked the hard, pink bud, slowly at first and then quicker. Then he sucked on it gently and released it. Without a word, she undid her bikini top, freeing her breasts.
“God you’re gorgeous,” he breathed, moving over to the other breast, licking, and sucking on the hard bud, raising it to a peak as she squirmed beneath his touch. Then he looked into her eyes. “If I do too much or go too far, let me know.”
She nodded, unable to speak. He knew she needed release, so he moved his hand down her stomach and found what he was looking for. He touched her sex, gently at first, and then rubbed her clit, and when she was ready, he pushed his fingers gently inside, causing her to gasp.
He pulled his fingers out immediately. “I’ll stop.” Then he leaned over her, gently kissing her lips.
But she gently pushed him back. “No. Don’t stop.”
He nodded, and then rubbed her hard clit and then pushed his fingers inside again. But this time, she bucked against his hand, her walls clenched around his fingers. He bent down and kissed and licked her nipples as he flicked her nub, pushing into her harder, faster. “Come for me, baby,” he breathed against her skin.
She reached down and pulled his face to hers. “Come here.” Her lips pressed against his as passion overtook them both, until she gasped in pleasure, and he pulled her to his chest, holding her, wanting her to feel loved as she came in his arms. When her spasms slowed, he lay beside her, calming himself down. Then he stroked her hair away from her face, knowing it may have been her first orgasm. “You okay?”
Jasmine looked up at him and smiled, her eyes filled with trust, vulnerable in his arms.
Zain smiled. “Watching you come like that was so hot.”
“You’re next,” she replied, a mischievous smile spreading across her lips.
“Oh, no! I don’t want to lose control with you.” He started to move away before she got any ideas, but she pulled him to her, not letting him go.
She raised an eyebrow. “Do you trust me?”
He was taken aback by the question. “Yes, of course I do.”
Jasmine stood, pulling him to his feet. She left her bikini bottoms on but hooked his shorts with her fingers and pulled them and his underwear down to his feet. Then she pulled his shirt up over his head. “Take off your shoes and socks and meet me in the water.”
“Jasmine, you’re going to be the death of me.” He shook his head, watching her run bare breasted toward the water, laughing.
Completely nude, he followed her into the water and swam toward her. “I don’t know what you have planned, but I’ll warn you. I’m still a man.”
She looked into his eyes and ran her fingers through his hair. “I trust you.” Then her lips descended upon his in a passionate kiss, parting her lips for him. Then she ran her hand down his chest, over the peaks and valleys of his abs, and then wrapped her hand around his hard cock, causing him to gasp. Then she started moving her hand up and down until he was panting like a teenager. He held her to him and kissed her with passion, until a moment later, he found release in her arms. Then he pressed his lips hard against hers. As passion filled them both, he knew he’d never forget this moment for as long as he lived.