Page 22 of Humility

Jasmine’s lips parted, and her eyes fluttered closed with a soft moan. I was done. You could only put so much pressure on a rope before it broke, and whatever had been holding me back from taking what I craved all these years had just snapped.

Cupping her face, I dropped my lips and tasted every inch of her mouth. She wiggled, and I could feel the nervousness running under her skin, but I didn’t care. By the time we finished, she would be begging for more, and I was happy to give her what she wanted all night long. We had two nights left at this villa, and if she did get pregnant now, all the better.

I felt Dario slip his hand between me and Jasmine and knew exactly what he was doing when Jasmine gasped and moaned in my mouth.

“You’re already wet for us, Princess,” Dario growled. “You going to come all over my fingers?”

Her whimper made me push them both backward until Dario’s back was pressed against the wall, trapping Jasmine between us. I wore too much clothing and needed to feel her skin against mine. Panting, I broke the kiss and stepped back to watch Jasmine squirm in Dario’s arms. I fucking loved to watch, and she was quickly coming undone, but the fabric of her thong was in the way of my view. Grabbing the sides I pulled down, forcing her to step out of them. Standing I stuffed the underwear into my pocket to keep.

“Fuck, that is better,” I said, as Dario’s finger disappeared inside of her.

“Spread your legs further apart,” I ordered as I undid the buttons on my shirt.

Jasmine’s eyes opened and locked with mine. Her legs shook as she stepped wider, giving Dario easier access. He was sucking on her neck, which would undoubtedly leave a mark, while his other hand held her tight to his body. A second finger was added to the task as his thumb rubbed at her clit. They were fucking intoxicating.

“Oh, dear god,” Jasmine panted, her breathing ragged and eyes full of lust as she watched me slowly undress.

“Does that feel good, Tiger?”

Jasmine’s mouth hung open, but no words came out as I pushed my pants down, and my cock was freed. It had been begging for this all night. I’d watched her dance with Ciro and wanted to rip his throat out for touching her. Luckily for him, I knew they were only friends, and he hadn’t made a sexual move on her. Otherwise, I would’ve found him in the men’s room and helped him understand the situation.

Jasmine’s eyes locked on my cock as I stroked it from base to tip and back again.

“Do you see how much I want you?”

She nodded, not looking away. Her heated stare felt like a touch as I walked toward her.

“It’s rude not to answer a question, Tiger. Do you need me to spank you?” Her passion flared to anger and was just as sexy. The dark look in her eyes made me want to tie her up and see what she did when I pressed all her buttons, but that would have to wait for another night.

“You wouldn’t?”

Gripping her chin, I forced her to look up at me as she tried to fight off the climax building within her.

“Try me, and I’ll tan your sexy ass until it is bright red.” She pressed her lips together as she fought not to say something sarcastic. “Dario, stop and let her lick your fingers clean.”

He did as ordered, and Jasmine huffed as his fingers slid from her body. She stared at them as they got close to her mouth.

“Have you ever tasted yourself,” I asked, my hands gripping her hips.

“No.”

“Do it, and I’ll taste you. Lick his fingers clean.”

Jasmine swallowed hard but opened her mouth, and Dario slipped them in one finger at a time. I groaned at the sight of her lips wrapping around his finger.

“Such a good kitty,” I said, dropping to my knees in front of her. Before she could ask what I was doing, I pushed her thighs wide and feasted on her sensitive folds.

The sudden inhale of breath and swear words that freely tumbled from her mouth made me smirk. My tongue pushed deep inside of her, and she moaned. She tasted better than I imagined. Glancing up as Jasmine’s body jerked, I was rewarded with the sight of Dario playing with her tits, the dark buds rolling between his fingers. Sucking on her clit hard, she cried out, her legs giving way, but Dario kept her upright as her hands went to my hair and pressed my face deeper into her pussy.

“Yes, that’s it, let the passion guide you,” Dario said, his voice deep and soothing. “Come for us. Come all over Angelo’s face.”

I felt the moment she lost her control. Her hips rocked back and forth along my tongue, and I groaned, stroking my cock as she came. Her body tensed, and I licked faster to drink down what she offered.

Licking the inside of her thighs and then up her body, I stopped to suck on one of her nipples as she whimpered.

“Tell me, Tiger, did you like that,” I asked, my lips hovering over hers.

“Yes,” she panted.