SUMMER LUST III E-Book

Patricia Montclair

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

Beschreibung

Jasmine Alexander and Alfredo Ramos continue their personal relationship while sinister forces attack and Jasmine's powers continue to grow. When Alfredo proves to her the consequences of what she is, Jasmine  agrees to accept the responsibilities and move to the next level. As disaster strikes, Jasmine and Alfredo in an effort  to save lives, put their own in danger. Third in the Summer Lust series, Patricia Montclair provides another triple X, five star romance.

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Patricia Montclair

SUMMER LUST III

The Club Rhapsody

Read how the adventure began with... Summer Lust The Virgin Rhapsody... and Summer Lust II The Vampire Rhapsody Look for other adventures of Jasmine and Alfredo coming soon. BookRix GmbH & Co. KG80331 Munich

Summer Lust III

SUMMER LUST III

THE CLUB RHAPSODY

Inside Cover

SUMMER LUST III

The Club Rhapsody

By

Patricia Montclair

Copyright Notice

Copyright © 2016 by Patricia Montclair

All Rights Reserved

Cover Photo and Additional Photos Curtesy of  Resmay Bloodstorm-Coba

Cover Design Curtesy of Mosetta M. Penick Phillips-Cermak, Ph.D.

This is a work of fiction.  Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FIRST EDITION

Acknowlegement

 Thank you to Drawde Cuba for his invaluable assistance.

and

Thank You To All Who Read My Work

Dedication

To The Real Alfredo

Epigraph

“Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.” ― Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire

CHAPTER ONE

Jasmine woke early and turned toward Alfredo.  Awareness of this, their last morning together for a while, tugged at her.  His wife’s return tomorrow, and his work scheduled the next night, demanded his attention.   

She gazed at his features and studied her mate.  His visage, serene and at peace, his eyes moved as he floated in the land of dreams, oblivious to the outside world.

Jasmine turned on her right side, put her hand under her head, and surveyed his form. His face, unlined in sleep, reflected the gentleness of his inner being.

They had admitted to loving each other, but, not much would change.  She would leave in August for school and he would remain her mate, but someone else’s husband. She’d found much more than she expected in her search for the perfect lover.

Alfredo stirred.  He turned over, stretched, and opened his eyes. He smiled. 

“Good morning, Little One.”

“Good morning, Love.”

“Were you watching me sleep?”

Jasmine smiled. “This is our last morning together.  Yes, I was just looking at you.”

Alfredo reached for Jasmine.  He ran his finger along her cheek line, and down her neck and to the space between her breasts.  He leaned over and kissed her lips, and then kissed the soft palm of her left hand.

“Bathroom,” he said.  “Be right back.”

“My turn,” she said at his return.  They both laughed.

Jasmine hurried into the bathroom to void.  She washed her hands, brushed her teeth and took her birth control pill.  She counted the days until her period, and pouted at the knowledge that her birthday and menses would coincide.

She returned to the bedroom, more subdued.  Jasmine climbed back into bed and lay her head on Alfredo’s chest.

“What’s wrong, Little One?” asked Alfredo.

“No problem,” said Jasmine.  “Just female stuff.”

Alfredo leaned in and kissed her.  He stroked her arm and moved up and toward her shoulders.  He entwined his fingers in her hair, and with a gentle tug, pulled her to him for another kiss. 

“Do you feel like playing, a little?”

“Yes, My Love…Always.”

Alfredo put his hand between Jasmine’s legs.  He brushed the inside of her thighs, and moved his fingers to the triangle of hair.  His fingers stroked the softness.  He outlined the area where her mons melded into her thigh.  She sighed and moved closer.

He pushed aside a small tuff that barred his way into her delicate folds, and worked his finger into the mouth of her vagina.  He caressed the inner lips as her moisture started. She sighed, again, and opened her legs wider. His left hand massaged the small of her back and down her buttocks. 

Jasmine tickled the hairs around the base of his penis, massaged the shaft, and made little taping strokes on his balls.  She moved her fingers down and toward the inside of his thigh.  She once more worked his penis. She alternated between gentle strokes and vigorous, yet, careful tugs.

Alfredo sighed and his penis engorged to its impressive dimensions.  He kissed her and moved his kiss down to her nipple and sucked.  Jasmine moaned, bent her legs and lifted her hips.  He turned to mount her. 

Alfredo held her hips in place and guided his penis deep into her folds.  Jasmine wrapped her legs around his back. Alfredo moaned.  He put his hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit as he made slow and gentle circles. 

Jasmine offered a quick intake of breath. She put her arms around Alfredo’s neck, kissed him hard and pulled up on his shoulders.  She matched his strokes and moved toward him as he pushed inside.  She followed his rhythm.  Jasmine held Alfredo tighter.  Their breathing synched.  The warmth in her chest and hard nipples signaled her increased passion.  Jasmine groaned and arched her back.  Her clit twitched and a sound escaped her throat.

Alfredo stroked her hard and deep.  He pushed further into her vagina as his legs stiffened. He held Jasmine tighter as he flooded her with his warm sperm.  Alfredo rolled off Jasmine, reached for her and pulled her closer.

“That was nice, Little One,” he said.

“It was nice, My Love.  But, it was different.”

“Yes, Little One.  Both our energy are less than one-hundred percent.  Tell me what it felt like to you.”

“It felt soft, like I was riding a wave.  But, it felt good, and I came so fast.”

“I agree, Little One.  That is a good way to describe our morning sex.  We are well-rested but not ‘topped off’, and we do not use energy when we are making love with each other. We exchange it.

“Do you feel the tingling still in your clit?  I feel it….”

“Yes, Love.  I want you again.”

Alfredo moved down between her legs.  He pulled back the hood on her clit and suck. 

“Oh, I’m sensitive,” said Jasmine.

Alfredo raised his head and smiled at her.  “I know. I want to give you an intense orgasm. When you climax this time, try to focus the energy back inside, like a warm blanket.  Wrap yourself in the blanket.  Our energy is strongest during orgasm.” 

Alfredo returned to her pleasure.  Jasmine touched her nipples.  They puckered and stood erect. She ran the fingers of her left hand through Alfredo’s hair, and to his ears.  She outlined his right ear with her hand, and slid the caress down his cheek along the side of his neck and to his shoulder.

She moaned.  “Oh I love it…Oh….”

Jasmine worked to pull away from Alfredo as her sensitivity increased.  He held her and added more pressure as his tongue flicked her clit. Alfredo settled into his usual rhythm…the one she loved so much.  Jasmine panted. She made little crying sounds. “Ohhhh.” 

Jasmine threw her head back and arched her spine. Her legs trembled. Alfredo slid three fingers into her vagina, pushed and then rotated.  Jasmine screamed one high-pitched word.  

He held her tight.  His fingers moved in and out of her vagina.  His mouth still on her clit, he applied renewed pressure and sucked.

Jasmine screamed, again.  “OH, LORD.”

The bedside lamp vibrated and gave off a high pitched hum.  The crystal base glowed and the light turned on.  Alfredo stopped and threw himself over Jasmine.  He focused his energy.  The barrier protected them from the glass that flew from the shattered lamp.