The Look In His Eyes (Jasmine & Zack, #1) (10 page)

Zack looked at her briefly, deep in his own thoughts. He wished life for his sister could’ve been different, that they had had a different life. But he knew that wasn’t possible but he also knew that he had a future with an amazing woman was possible and she sat right besides him.

‘We’re going to be okay right?’ she asked.

‘Of course we are, I love you,’ he said. ‘We’re going to be alright.’

‘Thank you,’ she said.

‘For what honey?’

‘For coming into my life.’

‘I could say the same to you; you have certainly changed the way I view the world. I think I already saw it but refused to live it.’

‘You’ve done the same for me.’

They continued to drive in comfortable silence until they reached the house.

‘Can I come in for a bit?’ he asked and she nodded.

They walked to the door, Jasmine unlocked it and they stepped in. She pressed her head against the door and locked it once.

‘It’s okay,’ he said gently, ‘You don’t have to resist it, just be.’ He placed his hand on hers.

Jasmine shut her eyes and unlocked it again and then locked it and that was all she did. There was no urge to do it again or feelings to fight it, it just was. She turned to him and looked into his eyes. It was as if somehow he’d freed her; by allowing her to be herself the anxiety had diminished and in turn she no longer needed to act on impulse.

He lifted her into his arms and took her to the living room. He laid her gently on the floor and looked down at her lovingly.

‘If you want me to stop just say so,’ he said.

‘I don’t want you to stop.’ She drew him close and took his mouth against hers.

Their kiss was passionate and Jasmine let go into it. She allowed his tongue to explore her mouth, she didn’t fight him instead she drew him even closer. Their breathing heightened and quickly Zack pulled off all the clothing she had and reached for his. It was a quick but smooth movement. He reached for his trouser pocket and pulled out a rubber.

‘Do you want to put it on for me?’ he asked slyly.

She nodded and took it from him, ripped the side open and pulled it out. He held onto his thickness and Jasmine rolled it down his thickness. Feeling his thick cock between her fingers sent a buzz through her body. She ran up and down the covered cock slowly but with precision as if she’d been doing it a long time. After a moment he took her hand and brought it to his chest. She ran her hand over him and explored him. Being so close to him was the scariest and the most exciting thing she’d done. There was a point, a split second when she wanted to pull away wanted to stop and he was willing to. But his gracefulness, his willingness to please her, to make her feel comfortable dissolved the fear and opened her up further like a flower ready to blossom.

‘I love you so much!’ she whispered.

‘I love you too.’ He guided her to lay back, parted her legs and ran his hands down her inner thighs. ‘You are so beautiful, so lovely.’ He positioned her so that he could guide his wand directly into her.

It wasn’t long before she took his cock and pushed it into her. It took him by surprise, almost taking him off his game. But as soon as he realised he found his rhythm and gave to her. Kisses passed between them, their hands explored their bare flesh. Jasmine’s hands found his sexy bum and cupped each buttock and pushed him into her until she could feel him at the tip of her g-spot.

He tapped against it over and over sending her into an intense orgasm. How could sex be so lovely and yet so frightening all at the same time? Zack moved their bodies so that they were up straight. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her bottom firmly on his legs and his cock still deep within the walls of her hole. It was pleasurable; it was thick and as he lifted her off him and pressed her back down on his erection, Jasmine couldn’t help but yelp, let out the loudest sounds of passion.

He stopped a moment and gazed deep into her eyes and as she admired him back he pushed forward and kissed her fully, sparing her no time to take a breath. He pulled back and did the same thing and just as she was captured into the essence of his gaze, he pressed his lips against hers, literary taking her breath away.

He felt the build up, the need to release. He pushed her body back to the ground and was over her ready to devour, ready to take. She kept him close, kept him deep inside her and soon he began to ride her. Forcefully he began to take her like he’d never done before. And she loved it! Jasmine loved the feeling that was now deep inside her, the thick friction that lit the fire between her thighs! She loved it!

‘Oh god yes!’ she let out finally and he gave a final hard thud. ‘Oh yes!’

Zack let himself go and felt her body go weak beneath him, shudder like an animal during a kill. It was over, they were spent but there was an air of love and peace between them and they took it in. Took it in lying in each other’s arms and enjoying the moment.

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W
here had the time gone! Zack opened his eyes not to find her near him at all. He could here the sound of a washing machine coming from the kitchen but nothing else. He pulled on his boxers and made his way upstairs to try and find her. The first checking point was the bathroom and although she wasn’t in there, there was enough evidence to show she had been. The room was still steamy; he could hardly see his handsome face in the mirror. It was warm which showed she’d been in there a while.

He turned to leave and headed for the bedroom. He gently pushed the door opened, a little scared to find what lay behind but all seemed well. Jasmine looked up from her laptop and smiled.

‘Are you okay?’ he asked.

‘I’m fine, I’m fine.’ She said.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes, I’ve just managed to make an online booking to see my doctor.’ She felt a little bit of relief.

‘Oh honey that’s amazing, that’s wonderful.’

‘I know, the first step right.’

‘Absolutely.’ He walked over to her and knelt beside her. ‘I’m so proud of you.’

She smiled shyly. They were quiet for a while and Zack wasn’t so sure how he was going to tell her he had to get home.

‘What’s wrong?’ she asked.

‘I’m going to have to go home I’m afraid.’

‘I thought you’d stay the night.’

‘I’d love that but I have an early start tomorrow and I must get home. I haven’t changed since...’

‘It’s okay, I’ll be fine.’ She knew she wouldn’t be but she had to learn to be.

‘I’ll be back later tomorrow after the meeting.’

She nodded.

‘Don’t look so sad,’ he put his hand to her chin and directed her face to him. ‘I will be back, I promise.’ He leaned forward and gave her a kiss.

‘I know,’ she said and she did but she just didn’t feel it.

It took him about twenty minutes to get dressed and say his goodbyes to her. Jasmine watched him at the door as he jumped into his car and drove off. It was going to be a battle and she knew it but she was determined to make it work for her and for him.

T
he lights were on when Zack arrived home. Had he left them on the whole time he’d been away? He couldn’t remember but it didn’t bother him much. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d done that. He put the key into the slot and unlocked the door. He dropped his stuff in the passage, pulled off his shoes, loosened his collar and headed for the kitchen, but just as he was passing the living room he stopped and turned.

‘Hey baby,’ Kimberly’s voice drifted across the room. ‘Did you miss me?’ She held a glass of wine in her hand. ‘I opened a bottle of wine for us.’ She nodded at the wine bottle that had been settled on the glass table.

‘What are you doing here?’ he asked.

‘I’ve come home, I missed you.’

He walked slowly into the living room about to protest when she stood up wearing a very short dress that revealed her long lovely legs.

‘What’s the matter honey?’ She swung her arms around his neck the glass still in her hand. ‘I had time to think and I realised that I made a mistake. You and I are good together.’ She leaned forward and met his lips and for a moment he was lost in her sweet soft lips.

‘I can’t do this.’ He pulled back.

‘Oh honey what’s the matter?’ She walked towards the table and poured him a glass. ‘Here have some.’

He looked at the glass and then at Kimberly. How could she do this now? Just when he’d started to feel so strongly about Jasmine. She nodded at the glass and he took it, the wine was a welcomed relief.

‘Come sit with me, we need to talk.’ She sat down, crossed her legs and patted the space beside her.

He watched her carefully; it was hard not to want her there and then, but instead of sitting right beside her he sat in the seat opposite her.

‘Awww, what’s the matter, still angry I left you?’

‘You could say that, I mean what did you expect that I’d just let you back in? That I’ve been sitting here waiting for you? I moved on too.’

‘Oh, you met someone?’ she asked a little amused.

‘I have so it would be best that you leave.’

She took a sip of the wine and smiled at him. ‘Dump her.’ She kept her smile.

‘Excuse me? Are you out of your mind?’

‘No,’ she said calmly. ‘Are you?’

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’

She smiled at him as she took the wine into her mouth.

‘I don’t have time for this.’ He shifted, put the glass down and stood up.

‘You will,’ she said. ‘You will dump her and you and I can get back together and get married and be the power couple we’ve always wanted to be.’

‘Why the hell would you want that, clearly you left me or have you forgotten that? I thought you didn’t want me, that my sister was too much for you!’

‘That’s not it Zack. Don’t you get it? I have the secret no one knows that will destroy you.’

He gazed at her with rage in his eyes. ‘You wouldn’t!’

‘Oh yes I would.’ She was calm and almost sounded playful. ‘It’s simple, you dump her, we get married and we live happily ever after.’

‘I honesty don’t know why you’re doing this?’

‘Are you serious?’ she threw back her head laughing. ‘We both know how much you’re worth and how –’

‘Is that what this is about? Money? How much do you want, I’ll right you a cheque right now.’

‘Nope, that’s not what I want. I don’t want bits of it, I want to be your wife so I can own all of it or at least half.’ She giggled.

She put down her glass and walked in the direction of the stairs. ‘Are you coming to bed?’ she smiled slyly.

The words felt restricted. The rage within him was almost enough for him to reach for her and strangle her to death.

‘Don’t be too long love.’ She disappeared into the passage.

Zack ran his hands through his hair, all was not well. Not now! How could this be happening now? What had happened had happened a long time ago, she couldn’t do that to him! His thoughts travelled to Jasmine and his heart broke, if he left her now she would truly loose all the progress she’d made. He dropped into the seat and gazed ahead. There had to be a way out of it, there just had to be but he didn’t know how without causing terrible consequences.

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T
here was a positive feeling that flowed through Jasmine. Everything was going to be alright, she had Zack by her side. She felt bits of control return to her the moment she reached out and made the doctors appointment. Everything was going to be alright. She flipped back the covers of the duvet and did it a few more times. Relaxed into bed with a slight smile on her face; she was in love and she knew that all would be perfect!

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