Lust (The Stripped Bare Series Book 1) (15 page)

He tugs at my knickers, they don’t budge the first time so he gives them a harder tug and they rip with ease. Shit! I now have to go home commando. His head lowers again and I continue thrusting my fingers inside myself while he licks and sucks my clit. The tingles start again. I can feel the pressure building up inside, it’s like a volcano about to erupt. My whole body starts to shake uncontrollably as I come in his mouth. He looks up at me with a sly grin, before taking out his wallet and producing a condom. He pulls his trousers down and slips it on as I watch; he gives it a few strokes before lining himself up at my opening. I gasp as he enters me roughly.

“Every time you go out on that stage, you’re going to remember who you belong to.” I nod, because I don’t think I can speak right now. I grab onto the table to stop me from flying backwards as he pushes himself in hard and deep. “Come for me, Jasmine,’ he commands as he places the pad of his thumb on my clit. I shatter all around him as I feel him thicken inside me. He lets out a guttural roar, jerking violently.

Slipping out of me, he pulls the condom off and throws it into the bin. Holding out his hand, I take it as he lifts me up into his arms. I’m shocked when he holds me tightly, stroking my hair. His breathing’s heavy but as he holds me it starts to slow down.

“Can I ask you a question?” he says after a few minutes.

“Yeah, sure.” I yawn as I speak. I’m so tired. It’s been an eventful, strenuous day.

“I want to take you somewhere, will you come with me? It’ll be in a few weeks, I’ll arrange it so that we’re both off on the same day.
”
He’s talking fast, like he’s just come up with this brilliant idea but he hasn’t got a clue if he’s doing the right thing.

“Of course, I’ll have to ask my mum to look after Austen, but it should be fine.” I realise what I’ve just said as soon as it leaves my mouth. I’ve never told him about Austen, I don’t know how he’ll react. He looks at me quizzically. “Austen is my son. He’s eight.” His face looks surprised, but then something clicks.

“He’s the kid in the pictures on your Facebook page?” He’s been stalking my Facebook?
I’
d actually forgotten about it, I should really delete it. He shrugs before continuing, “I was just browsing through one day and your name came up at the side.” I’m not buying it.

“Yes. I was married to his dad, but we divorced a long time ago.” He doesn’t seem bothered about me having a child. I don’t know why I was so worried about telling people. He nods and stands. “I’d better walk you to your car, it’s late. You can tell me all about it next week.” I straighten my skirt as I jump down off the table. Grabbing my bag to pull out a pair of leggings, I slip them on, sans knickers.

“Let’s go.” Picking up my bag, I fling it over my shoulder. He grabs his helmet and his jacket from the sofa and we head outside. We get to my car and I press the key fob opening the door.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I say, shyly. I don’t know why I’m so shy, he’s seen my most intimate parts. 

“You sure will.” He dips his head and captures my lips. Well, that was one hell of a goodnight kiss. I could get used to this.

“See ya.” As I pull away, I look in the rear-view mirror. Max stands watching me, not moving until I turn the corner and he’s out of view.

Max

Dexter’s due home tomorrow. I was going to drive over to see him today but with everything that’s happened with Jasmine, I didn’t feel like I could go. I sent him a text this morning to say that I had to work and I didn’t feel like driving all the way over, just to come back early. Luckily, he bought my excuse. Honestly, I had changed the shifts around just so that I had to work today. It’s been a day since I saw Jasmine and I’m missing her like crazy. The last week has been amazing. I feel bad that Jasmine has spent so much time away from her son, but she assures me that as long as she’s there on her nights off and weekends, it’s fine. We have been spending the mornings together; she drops him off at school then heads straight round to my place. It usually ends with us in bed at some point, although we have spent a lot of time chatting and getting to know each other.

It’s Friday today and I’ve been trying to decide if I should go and see Ma, or take off to the beach for a few hours. I need to clear my head before Dex comes home. I don’t know how the hell I’m going to lie to him. I’ve never lied to him in my life. Ma has said that I should just tell him straight, but she’s just so happy that I’ve finally met a girl. Jasmine was the one that suggested we keep this a secret but I think we have arrived at that point now where we know it’s serious enough to tell people. I have plans to take her out on the bike next week and I can’t wait. I just hope I’m doing the right thing. I spent yesterday morning at the bike shop, buying her a helmet and a sexy little leather jacket. I just hope I can keep it hidden from Dex before Thursday. I’ve arranged for Dex to work on that morning so that he’s out of the house when she arrives. I feel devious, sneaking around like this, but I guess it’s better than the truth. It gives me time to build up the courage to tell him. Yes, I know, I’m a pussy!

Jasmine’s due to perform again tonight and I feel uneasy about it. Jake’s been asking why she hasn’t yet learned the stripping techniques and I keep making excuses. The truth is, it’s easily incorporated into the dance, but I don’t want anyone else to see her naked. That pleasure should only be for me.

Jumping on the bike, I decide to go up to the Horseshoe Pass in Wales. It’s been a while since I was up there, I used to go regularly with a few of my biker friends but since I was promoted at work, I’ve not had chance to catch up with any of them. As I make my way up the mountain I relax and let the air wash over my mind. I block everything out and just live in the moment. I’ve always loved the rush you get from being on the bike in the open air, the wind blowing through you as you dip through the corners. The mountain is spectacular, but you have to watch out for sheep in the middle of the road. As the name suggests, there’s a horseshoe curve toward the top where you can see the road ahead snaking up above you. The headwinds slow the bike down as I finally reach the little café at the peak. Climbing off the bike, I take off my helmet and breathe in the fresh mountain air, filling my lungs.

“Yo, Max, mate. How’re ya? Long time no see.” I hear Charlie shout from one of the picnic tables. Sitting next to him is Lance and John. I make my way over to the table.

“Hey, fellas. I’m good ta, how’re you?”

“We thought you’d been pussy whipped. Where’ve ya been?” I grin at the mention of pussy and imagine being buried deep inside Jasmine’s sweet, wet hole. Shit, I’ve got it bad.

“Nah, mate. Just work’s been hectic and my Ma’s not been well.”

We talk for hours before I have to leave to get ready for work. Before I go, we make plans to meet up again in a few weeks time. Today was just what I needed to clear my head before I see Dex.

“You ready to go on?” I ask, sticking my head around the dressing room door. She looks beautiful, her hair is tied up into a high ponytail with little wispy bits hanging down to curve her face. She has gold stuff on her eyes and some big false eyelash thingies on with gold tips, even her lipstick is gold. She’s wearing gold hot pants and a black bra type top. She has some sort of glitter covering her body which shimmers in the fluorescent lights.

“Yep, I’m all set. I’ll meet you out there?” She questions. I pause in the doorway wondering if sh
e’
s waiting for her pre-performance orgasm.

“I’ll be there. Remember… Eyes.” I wink at her before turning and leaving her pouting. Smirking to myself, I enter the bar and come face to face with Dexter.

“Max, bro, how are ya?” He leans in and pats me on the back. I’m shocked. I’m not prepared. I thought I had a few more hours until I had to see him.

“Dex, what’re ya doing here?
”
I try to act happy, but inside I feel like I’m falling apart.

“My mum and dad wanted to go down to the caravan for a few days, and as you never showed up, I thought I’d come home early.”

“That’s great, mate. It’s really good to see ya.” I try to smile. Shit, this is harder than I thought it was gonna be.

“I’m just gonna throw my bag in the back and then I’ll come out for a drink.” I need to warn Jasmine. Before I get the chance to head backstage
‘
Teardro
p
’
starts over the sound system. I watch her walk out from behind the curtain. She does as she’s told, her eyes never leave mine. Dexter appears beside me and I cringe inwardly.

“Hey, I didn’t know Jazz was dancing?”

“Yeah, she did her first one the other week.”

“Fuck, man, she looks hot. What I’d give to bang her.” I flinch at his crudeness. Anyone else, and I’d have dropped them to the floor for speaking about her like that. I notice the look on her face the moment that she realises who’s standing next to me. She slips on the pole but regains control instantly, swinging round. She looks away and it pisses me off, but I know why she’s done it. Instead, she looks directly behind the bar at no one in particular. “She’s good,” Dex says, when she finishes her set. “But why didn’t she take off her clothes? I want to see the merchandise.” He’s really pissing me off now. I know he’s just being a bloke, but that’s
my
woman he’s talking about. Heading towards the stage, I ignore his comments and collect the money. I make my way towards the staffroom. As I open the door I see Jasmine sat on one of the chairs.

“Why aren’t you in the changing room?” I wasn’t expecting to see her in here.

“I came to see you? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” I snap, I don’t mean to take it out on her but Dexter’s comments have really pissed me off. She stands up, rubbing my arms.

“I’m sorry I looked away. I didn’t want Dexter to see me looking at you. Or worse, think I was looking at him.”

“I’m not angry.” I take a deep breath, before smiling at my girl. “Although, I may have to punish you for it.” I wink. She leans in to kiss me and I let her soft lips take me, slipping my tongue inside to savour her sweet taste. She always tastes of strawberries and I make a mental note to try and find out which lip balm she uses so that I can buy some to put under my pillow. Pulling back, I break the contact. “You need to go and get dressed before he comes looking for me. We need to be more careful now.” She nods and walks out the door; I follow her petite round arse as she leaves, licking my lips. I need to claim that arse. 

“Hey, mate. Why’d ya take off? I was gonna have a drink with ya.” I’ve been hammering some UFC dude on the Xbox for the last half hour, trying to take out my frustrations before Dex came home.

“Sorry, mate. I wasn’t feeling great.” I continue looking at the TV screen. I don’t want to look at his face as I might punch it. I’m wound up tighter than a ball of string and all I want to do is sink my dick into Jasmine’s sweet pussy. Having Dexter home is going to make it so much harder now. She currently lives with her parents until she moves into her new flat so we can’t go to her place, plus she has her son to deal with. I body slam Anderson Silva and put him in a kimura lock, he taps out and I throw the controller on the table in front of me. Standing, I make my way to the kitchen. “D’ya want a beer?” My sentences are short and clipped.

“Yeah, sure. Then I can tell you all about my week.” We sit at the table and Dexter continues to tell me all about his amazing week and how many women he got off with. He went to Yorkshire with his parents, but the way he’s talking it’s like he went to Magaluf on a boys
’
weekend. Eventually, I make my excuses and go to bed. Picking up my phone, I decide to text Jasmine.

Jasmine

Text received 11.55pm

Hey, did you get home ok?

I go to put it back down on the nightstand, but my message tone dings back instantly.

Max

Text received 11.56pm

Hey. Yep I sure did.
I’
m in bed right now. J x

My dick hardens knowing that she’s in her bed, I want to be on top of her, looking down at those gorgeous tits.

Jasmine

Text received 11.57pm

Wha
t’
re you wearing?

I couldn’t resist asking.

Max

Text received 11.58pm

I’
m naked.

Holy shit! I scroll through my contacts until I find her number and press the call button. It rings once before she answers.

“Hi,” she whispers.

“You’ve made my cock stand to attention.” She laughs slightly and it’s the most beautiful sound ever.

“Really? That’s a bit of a waste as I’m here and you’re there.” Pulling my cock from out of my boxer shorts, I start to stroke it up and down at the sound of her voice.

“It is a waste. Maybe we should do something about it?”

“Like what?” I hear her moan on the other end of the phone and it makes me even harder.

“Move your hands to your perfect tits and squeeze those magnificent nipples for me.” I can hear her moving, I wish I was there stroking her soft skin. Feeling the goosebumps appear when I kiss her neck.

“My nipples are so hard, they need your mouth on them,” she breathes. I stroke harder at her words.