By: Kristal McKerrington
Jasmine got obsessed with a man and now he's obsessed with her. Steamy nights, kisses and rules being broken awaits them. She turned his whole world upside down and now he's doing it to hers. In this free fall, can they survive each others love?
“I know what the others are like and the things they do to people like me, but you don't do that though do you? You don't screw women and leave them.” Those words were like ice being poured down his spine. He shivered and realized he stood out in a cooling Virginia night in his wrestling gear. With night, owls and crickets started to come to life, filling the air with their sounds.
His trunks and his boots were the only items of clothing to cover his body. They didn't protect him against the cooling air. They made the air feel even cooler, for they were designed to allow his body to breathe.
“No-” Carl answered and when he went to take away her fears about him, she moved forward and did what he used to think as the unthinkable. She leaned her body against his and he instantly saw the ball round shape of the tops of her breasts, moving up and down in gasps. Her heaving breasts captured his brain and left him powerless. They weren't huge, but were big enough to make him weak.
Wrapping her arms around his neck quickly, she captured his lips underneath hers in a feverish pitch of uncontrollable desire and lust. He almost fell backwards with the intense power behind her kiss. He felt heat explode through him and his skin burst out into an inferno of flames.
His arms remained wide around her and the more she kissed him, the more he started to kiss her back. No woman with her looks ever kissed him like this and he was completely trapped, locked in the centre of her spell. He didn't know anyone could kiss with everything they held inside them and still leave the other person knowing there might be more to give.
The feel of her hot, electric tongue caressing his and the way her hand fitted at the bottom of his neck made his blood pool rushed down through his body. His cock grew hard and tense as it pushed against the tight fabric of his trunks. His legs became like jelly and he felt his own arms hold her against him. Not wanting this kiss to stop and not wanting to be swept away by this new found ecstasy.
Her leg moved against his and he almost growled into her mouth. Her legs spoke of a woman who took care of her body. It held his leg in place effortlessly. The same leg his friend worked on all night, along with his shoulder. The two parts of his body complained and he shivered against the ache every so often. The more she kissed and stroked his body, the less his body complained. Every so often he wondered about whether his body might just give up on him. He felt sure this might be what lay ahead of him.
About the Author:
She's been a professionally published author since 2010. She's a former writer for Calling Spots magazine. She created and wrote on Romance and The Wrestler for Bishop-Lyons Entertainment. She's represented by Barone Literacy Agency. She's been a best selling author for XoXo Publishing. She's appeared on TMZ a few times and writes with Reem Vision