Chapter 28

Her hips began to rock, her wetness coating him, making him ache for more. Jasmine felt his cock twitch beneath her, his hands tightening in her hair. “Yes,” he moaned, his voice strained with need. “Please, Mom.”

“You want it that badly?” Jasmine whispered, her breath hot against his ear. She pushed herself down slightly, the tip of him just breaching her entrance. “You have to beg for it, baby.”

Dante’s eyes rolled back, his body arching off the bed. “Please, Mom,” he groaned. “I need you so bad.” Jasmine could feel his cock swelling beneath her, the heat of him searing her, making her want him even more.

With a slow, deliberate move, Jasmine lowered herself onto him, her pussy swallowing his cock inch by delicious inch. The feeling of him filling her was exquisite, a blend of pain and pleasure that she had come to crave.

Their eyes remained locked as she took him deep, the connection between them more intense than ever. Jasmine’s walls tightened around him, a silent plea for him to claim her completely.

Dante’s hands found her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he urged her on. Jasmine began to move, her body rocking in a sensual dance that had them both panting. Her pussy was soaking wet, making the movements smooth and easy.

The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room, the rhythm of their lovemaking growing faster, more urgent. Jasmine’s breasts bounced with each thrust, the candlelight playing across her skin, casting an erotic glow over the scene.

Dante’s eyes were glued to her chest, watching the hypnotic motion of her breasts. Jasmine leaned down, her nipples brushing against his chest as she whispered, “You want it hard, don’t you?”

His response was a guttural groan, his eyes never leaving hers. Jasmine took that as all the answer she needed. She sat up, her hands gripping his wrists, pressing him into the bed. “Hold on, baby,” she warned, a glint of mischief in her gaze.

With a powerful thrust, she began to ride him, her pussy clenching around him as she picked up the pace. Jasmine’s moans grew louder, her hips moving in a blur as she fucked him with an abandon that was almost feral.

The headboard slammed against the wall with each movement, the bed shaking beneath them. Jasmine’s eyes rolled back in her head, the pleasure consuming her, the guilt momentarily forgotten.

Dante’s eyes never left hers, his gaze a mix of awe and desire. Jasmine knew she had him, that he was hers to do with as she willed. The power was intoxicating, a heady rush that had her pussy clenching even tighter around him.

“Oh, fuck, Mom,” Dante groaned. “You feel so good.” Jasmine’s smile grew, a wicked glint in her eye. She loved making him beg, loved the way he lost control when she was on top of him.

Her movements grew erratic, her orgasm building once more. Jasmine leaned back, her breasts bouncing with the force of her movements. “Cum for me,” she demanded. “Cum deep inside Mommy’s pussy.”

The words were like a trigger, and with a roar, Dante’s body tensed, his cock pulsing within her as he emptied himself. Jasmine’s own climax followed, her pussy contracting around him as she screamed out his name.

They collapsed together, their bodies entwined, their hearts racing. Jasmine’s pussy was still pulsing, the aftershocks of their shared orgasm making her quiver.

Dante’s arms wrapped around Jasmine’s waist, holding her tight as he panted against her neck. Jasmine felt the sticky warmth of his cum deep inside her, a reminder of the taboo act they had just shared. Despite the guilt that began to creep back in, she couldn’t deny the satisfaction that hummed through her veins.

They lay still for a few moments, their breathing gradually returning to normal, the sound of their hearts slowing from the frenetic pace of their passion. Jasmine’s mind raced with thoughts of what they had done, the gravity of their actions weighing heavily on her. But the feel of Dante’s arms around her, his warmth, and the gentle caress of his fingertips against her skin kept her rooted in the present.