Wicked chance - Chapter 38

Jasmine couldn't help but feel a twinge of something else – something darker and more insidious than simple satisfaction or pride. She shook her head, willing the feeling away as she leaned in to press a soft kiss to the man's forehead.

"You can leave now...we're done here!" she called out sternly, pushing him lightly to get up from the couch.

She watched as he stumbled to his feet, her body still humming with pleasure and a sense of satisfaction that she had never experienced before. The man groaned and tried to steady himself, his legs unsteady from the intense lovemaking session they just had. Jasmine couldn't help but admire the way he looked, his muscular frame slick with sweat and his cock still glistening with the evidence of their passion.

He dressed and was just about to head out the door when he turned to her as if to ask or even beg for her phone number so they could do it all again very soon. But before he could speak, Jasmine cut him off, the decision already made in her mind.

"No, I don't think that's a good idea," she said, her voice ice-cold and devoid of any emotion. "You got what you came for, now it's time for you to go." she said as she slammed the door in his face and locked the door.