Southern Admirer (Southern Loving Book 2) by Ava Thorn Page B

hand dipped into her wet
pussy.
    Then he tasted something on his tongue, his
daughter’s food source was delighting his taste buds. It was a sweet, nutty
taste with a hint of fruit. Shane became greedy and bit her nipple causing
Jasmine to scream out in delight and pain. For weeks, he dreamed about them in
his mouth. He sucked and swallowed like a starved baby.
    He slipped two fingers into her wet box. Jasmine
gasped, small noises emitted from the back of her throat. Moans erupted from
her as he moved his fingers in and out, teasing her side. He rubbed her clit,
causing her hips to buckle.
    Her moans grew louder as he stroked her nice and
slow. Shane fucked her with his fingers, stroking deep and hard, giving her his
full attention.
    “Yes, oh yes,” she chanted as spasms seized her
body. “More,” she gasped huskily.
    Shane’s goal was to give Jasmine any and
everything that she wanted and more. Thrusting his powerful member into her,
her nails scraped his back. The yearning to be with her was consuming him, not
just in a sexual way. He wanted to claim Jasmine St. Clair. Not because his
cock was embedded inside of her, this was beyond lust.
    Their tongues tangled as they kissed each other
senseless.
    Having a baby three weeks and two days ago was a
blurred to the both of them. Neither one of them stopped to think about the
repercussion of having sex. Jasmine knew her body, she was healed and the fact
that giving birth to a 5 lb. baby didn’t tear her gave her the green light
signal. If she wanted to stop she couldn’t or wouldn’t; it was like her body
was in a trance.
    She moaned and writhed beneath him as Shane filled
her almost to the point of pain. Shane was very well endowed and he stretched
her to capacity. Placing her hands on his waist, she couldn’t resist stroking
his back, over his bulging biceps and shoulders.
    “Yes,” he rasped as he lifted her legs onto his
shoulders. “You feel so good.” Each word was punctuated with each thrust, he
tried not to slam his hips into her with each stroke but he couldn’t help it.
Jasmine felt so good around him. He grasped her hands in his and he captured
her mouth. Shane’s tongue darted in and out her mouth. Fingers entwined, their
mouths paired together, and the bodies joined as one.
    Jasmine’s heart beat in rhythm with Shane’s. There
was no other place in the world she wanted to be except with him. Were they
supposed to be united together like this? She didn’t know what this meant for
them. Opening her eyes, she stared into his green eyes. Jasmine submitted to
his sexual expertise, body teetering on the brink of orgasm. Excitement mixed
with fear raced throughout her inner core.
    “Let it go,” Shane said against her lips, his
shaft thrusting deeper, harder with every surge of his hips.
    Jasmine’s climax hit her like a bolt of lightning,
electrifying, intense and uncontrollable.
    Shane spread her legs wider, plunging into her
again and again, frenzied as he found his own release. “Jasmine!” he groaned.
His hands planted on both side of her, he buried himself deeply inside of her.
Completely spent and slightly disoriented, Shane laid on top of Jasmine,
soothing her and kissing her face.
    Neither of them said a word. Jasmine could feel
Shane’s rapidly beating heart and hot breath on her neck. She lightly stroked
his back up and down.
    “Shane,” she said softly. “I need to take another
shower, can you bring Shay into the bedroom and I think your lunch time is
over.”
    “Yeah,” he groaned rolling over. Jasmine winced as
he pulled away from her, it didn’t go unnoticed by Shane. “Shit! I’m sorry,” he
exclaimed.
    “I’m okay,” Jasmine said. She read online that
some women didn’t wait until their six weeks postpartum check up to have sex. There
wasn’t any blood and she did feel fine except for the soreness, you have after
you lose your virginity.
    “Call Dr. Matthew and try to explain what happen
today,” Shane said.
    “I