POV: ALARIC
I was spent. My cock still tingled at the tip, sensitive from the two times I had already taken her tonight. And gods, I wanted more.
I had dragged Jasmine into the woods twice to fuck her. Fuck, she was like an addiction.
I had to bring both of them back home before I'd be tempted to take her a third time. She was drunk, and it was so intoxicating fucking her in that state.
Thankfully, June was still awake, so I didn't have to waste time worrying about how she'd get home. That meant I could focus entirely on Jasmine.
I carried her inside, laying her down carefully on the bed, watching as she shifted slightly but didn't stir. She was completely out of it. If I touched her now, if I pressed my lips to her throat, my fingers between her thighs, my cock into her pussy, she wouldn't resist. She wouldn't stop me. And fuck, how it made my cock strain with need.
But as much as I wanted to sink into her one more time, I knew I needed to stop.
Such a baby.
