JasmineBecause she didn’t see Zain the day before, Jasmine woke early the next morning and dressed in a bikini, threw on a shorts set and sandals, and was out the door at sunrise.When she walked out, she thought she would have to wait for a while before she saw Zain, but when she looked down the beach, there he was, walking toward her a distance away. Unable to help herself, she ran toward him, and he swept her into his arms and pressed his lips to hers in a passionate, hungry kiss.“Where’s your board?” she asked, looking around when she came up for air.He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. “Let’s get out of here... go somewhere.”She placed her hand on his cheek as she looked into his eyes. “Zain, what’s wrong?”He shook his head as one corner of his lips curled into a sexy smile. “Nothing. Let’s just get out of here today. Okay?”“Yeah, sure.” A worried look colored her eyes. “I was just out for a walk. My board is still in the house. Let me get my purse, and
JasmineJasmine sighed as she took Zain’s hand and walked with him along the beach. The sea rushed to the shore as the sun rose in the east behind them, casting light over the ocean. “Zain, I have to tell you something, too.”“What?” he asked, pulling her to a stop.She took a deep breath. “My parents didn’t want me to see you either. They said that you’re older than me, a man, and they also want me to date someone from society.”Zain scoffed, letting her hand go. “And is that what you want?”“No!” She let out a deep breath, watching the birds dip into the water and swoop back up, playing close to the shore. “I told them that you’re a good person and I’m dating you, whether they like it or not.”He studied her for a moment and then reached for her. “Come here.” He pulled her to his chest and held her. “Jasmine, I don’t want to go out with you just over the summer and then never see you again.”“Neither do I.” She bit her lower lip. “Maybe I could apply to USC to be with you—”“But I’m
JasmineZain pushed against her, his cock rocking against her pleasure spot as his tongue darted into her mouth, sweeping over her tongue as passion filled them both.“Zain....”“Come for me, baby,” he breathed, pushing against her. “I promise I won’t take it too far.”Jasmine deepened the kiss as she melted into his arms, rubbing against his cock through his pants. “Let me know if someone comes up here.”“No one will,” he said, holding her tightly. Then his lips descended upon hers again as he rubbed against her, knowing just the right spot.Her hips bucked against him as she deepened the kiss, moaning softly into his mouth. Then her walls clenched as she tipped over the edge. “Will you come, too?”“I think so, but it’s okay. You don’t have to,” he whispered, moaning as his tongue darted into her mouth, swiping over hers.Jasmine moved her hips, rubbing against his cock as she kissed him deeply, running her hands down his back, and then squeezed his butt. “Come for me, baby.”Zain he
JasmineButterflies beat their wings against Jasmine’s stomach as Zain pulled into the driveway of a one-story ranch house. It was small, but it was cute. If Jasmine were to guess, it was probably a three-bedroom house, at the most. It wasn’t like her parents’ huge two-story house back home, but she didn’t care. Home was where the heart was, after all. Zain turned off the engine and glanced over at her, smiling proudly. “Well, this is it! What do you think?”“I love it!” she said, when an older woman of Spanish descent stepped out onto the front porch. Then her eyes locked with Jasmine’s, and she gave her a warm smile. “Is she your mom?”He nodded. “Yes. I can’t wait for her to meet you! Wait here for just a minute.” He gave me a quick peck and then slid out of the car and opened her door and took her hand a moment later. Zain closed the door behind her and placed his hand on the small of her back. Jasmine’s heart pounded as he led her to his mother.“Madre, I’d like you to meet my g
JasmineA broad smile spread across his mother’s lips as she reached across the table and squeezed Jasmine’s hand. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” She looked proudly at her son and then back at her. “I know you have my son’s best interests at heart, and that’s what counts. I’d hate to see him come all this way in his career, and then something happen to ruin it all.”Jasmine was almost tempted to tell her that she was on birth control, even though she wasn’t, just to see her reaction. But she didn’t want to give his mother a heart attack. Instead, she took the high road and replied, “Neither would I.”Maria nodded her approval.Zain slid out of the seat and kissed the top of Jasmine’s head. “You ladies play nice now. I’ll be right back.” Then he walked to the other side of the table and kissed his mother’s head, too. She leaned into him and placed her hand on his. “Be nice, Madre.”She scoffed, pushing him away. “I’m always nice.” But despite their playful banter, it was clear that Zai
ZainZain kissed the top of her head, smiling. “Why don’t we do this? Let’s spend the summer together and not worry about the future. Then we’ll see what happens in the fall.”Jasmine nodded. “But in the meantime, we’ll need to earn money, just in case we decide to go to Las Vegas.”He chuckled, one corner of his lips curling into a sexy smile. “You’re really considering doing this?”She shrugged. “Yes, why not?”He took her hand and leaned against the door, pulling her to him. “But don’t you want to save yourself for someone you love?”“I have.”Understanding dawned on him as he leaned in close, placing his finger under her chin. “I love you, too.” Then he pressed his lips to hers, and she opened for him, taking him in as he heart pounded. He pulled her across his lap, cradling her in his arms as he deepened the kiss.Her breath quickened as she started to squirm in his arms. He forced himself to pull back, breathless. He wanted to be careful with her and didn’t want their first time
JasmineWhen they left the restaurant, streaks of orange, pink, and purple shot across the sky, alerting them to the end of the day and the beginning of the night. “When you take me back home, would you like to meet my parents?”Zain gave her hand a gentle squeeze as his lips curled into a sexy smile. “Is that what you want?”She nodded, smiling. “Yes, it is. You don’t mind?”He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it. “I’ve been wanting to introduce myself to your father since I first met you, but I didn’t want to be too presumptuous.”She burst out laughing. “Well, we’re planning to elope to Las Vegas before we go to college. So, no. I don’t think you meeting my parents would be presumptuous at all.”A crease formed between his eyes. “Would you like to? Elope, I mean?”She shrugged. “With you? Yes. With anyone else? No.”Zain burst out laughing. “Well, it’s a good thing because I’d have to kill anyone I saw you with.”Jasmine’s head snapped up. “But you said you wanted me to date.
JasmineAfter Zain left, Jasmine stormed back toward the condo. “Well, Dad, I hope you’re happy.”“We’re packing up tonight and leaving for home in the morning!” her father yelled behind her, quickly catching up.“No! I’m not leaving!”“Oh, yes! You are!” Her father grabbed her arm and turned her around. “You will do as you’re told, young lady!”Jasmine scoffed, looking at him as if he had just lost his mind. “Not anymore, Dad.” She yanked her arm away and walked past him and into her room, locking the door behind her.“Jasmine, maybe we were being a bit too hasty—”“You think, Mom?” Jasmine huffed as she started packing her things. She looked at the huge, plate glass window in her room. Since they were on the first floor, she could easily set her things out the window and then climb out. Surely, Zain would come back for her if she called or texted him.But there was no way she was going back to Maine with her parents. She had planned to go to college from here anyway, and she had alr
Jasmine “If this is casual, why does it hurt so much?” Jasmine asked Zain as the taxi pulled up in front of the courthouse. Zain bites his lower lip, tears in his eyes. “We don’t have to do this. We can stay married and get a corm room together at USC.” “I know, but I don’t want to hold you back.” As tempted as that sounds, she could never forgive herself if he quits baseball to support a wife and family. “You’re not.” They had the same conversation for the last hour. And before that, every time one of them had brought it up. “Jasmine, we could rent a car and speak with the officials at USC when we get there.” He sighed, his eyes pleading. “then we can call our parents and let them know what’s going on.” She chuckled. “At least they would have a year to get over being mad at us.” Zain gave her a small, heartbreaking smile. “Or until Christmas.” “Let’s go.” Jasmine knew if they didn’t get out of the cab now, she’d take Zain up on his offer and have the cab driver take them to a
ZainSteam billowed around them like a warm, comforting blanket—a stark contrast to the chill of uncertainty that awaited outside the sanctuary they had created. Zain reached out, his fingers trailing through the condensation on the glass door before pulling it open. The sound of water rushing from the showerhead filled the space with a soothing rhythm, and he stepped inside, eager for the embrace of both the heat and his wife.Jasmine was already there, a vision of serenity beneath the cascade. Her skin, kissed by water droplets, glistened under the soft bathroom light. She turned toward him, her eyes locking with his with an intensity that spoke volumes of the wordless pact they’d made—to cherish these final moments before parting ways, before their love was tested by distance and time.“Hey,” Zain whispered, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, inviting and genuine. His heart thrummed, a steady drumbeat syncing with the pitter-patter of water hitting the tile.“Hey,” Jasmine
Zain Zain and Jasmine lay on the bed Sunday night, eating a pizza. They had take out sent in and hadn’t left their hotel room since they entered it. They were officially married now… no matter how long it lasted… and could do what they wanted for only a few more glorious hours. Zain’s heart sank, hating the thought of having to say goodbye to her the following day. He had waited for her his whole life. And now that he had found her, he wasn’t going to let her go. “Come with me to USC,” he breathed against her skin, the pizza forgotten. She rolled him over onto his back and lay across his chest, looking into his eyes. “Zain, we talked about this.” “I know, but we’ll have a whole year to figure something out.” He hated the thought of leaving her behind after graduation, but he hated the thought of losing her more. Jasmine kissed his chest, her beautiful brown hair fanned out over him, framing her gorgeous face. “Zain, I’m not going to hold you back—” “You won’t.” He bit his lower
Jasmine Jasmine's heart thundered, echoing the ripples of the satin sheets beneath them as they lay in each other’s arms. But the air felt heavier, as if soaked in anticipation of more to come. “How do you feel?” Zain pushed back her hair as he looked into her eyes, breathless, his eyes filled with concern. “I’m fine. Ready to go again?” Zain laughed. “I thought you’d never ask.” Zain sat up, bringing her with him as he held her in his arms, his lips descending upon hers in a passionate kiss. I’ve never felt this way before.” “Neither have I.” She hated herself for the thought but had to know. “Have you ever been in love before?” He sighed, lost in thought as his hard cock rubbed against her pussy lips, causing them to twitch. “I thought I had been in the past, but it was nothing like this. Now, I know that I’ve never truly loved anyone else before… not like this. Jasmine, no matter what happens between us, you’ll always be the one.” “Shush….” Jasmine gently pressed her finger
Jasmine Zain swept Jasmine into his arms, and she nestled against his chest as he carried her to the bed, laying her down gently, lying over her, careful not to crush her. Zain pulled her close, his hands slowly moving over her trembling body as heat exploded under his touch. His hands were strong and gentle, exploring every inch of her as he kissed and massaged her breasts, licking and sucking, and then slid down her body to her stomach. He circled her navel with his tongue and then moved lower, wrapping his arms around her legs, guiding them over his shoulder. “Zain, I want you—” “Just relax,” he breathed, dangerously close to her heat but with a tenderness that made her ache deep within. She ran her fingers through his hair as he clenched the side of her panties with his teeth, pulled them down her legs, and then discarded them onto the floor. “You are one gorgeous woman,” he breathed as he looked into her eyes, reaching up to rub and massage her breasts. Jasmine nearly rose o
Jasmine “I’ll be right back.” Zain rose from his seat and headed straight for the counter. She took another gulp of her Margarita, letting the sweet liquid work its magic, relaxing her. Jasmine smiled as she watched Zain at the counter, guessing she opened her mouth too soon. Zain sat in front of her a moment later with a take-out container and set it to the side. “For when you’re ready to go.” She nodded, smiling as her nervousness threatened to return. “Let’s finish our drinks first, then we won’t have to leave our room the whole weekend.” He chuckled as he took another sip of his beer. “Are you sure you don’t want to see some sights while we’re here?” “The only thing they want to see is you naked on our bed.” Jasmine didn’t know where this sudden burst of courage had come from, but she liked it. It must have been the Margarita. Zain laughed, rolling his eyes. “You know how to make a man squirm. Don’t you?” “Let’s finish our drinks and get out of here.” She didn’t have to te
Zain “Thank you, Rev. Woodward.” I smiled as I shook his hand vigorously, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst. He chuckled. “It’s my pleasure. Now....” He placed his hands on our shoulders, looking between us. “Go and have a wonderful life.” Gladys dabbed at her eyes as she approached. “I’ve never seen a more beautiful couple.” She pulled Jasmine in for a hug. “Congratulations, dear.” “Thank you.” Jasmine dabbed at her eyes, too. Then Gladys pulled me in for a hug. “Take care of that girl,” she whispered, her voice serious as she released me. I nodded as my heart plummeted. After this, there was no way I was going to be able to let Jasmine go come Monday. “I will.” After saying our last goodbyes, I placed my hand on the small of Jasmine’s back, and we headed into the hallway. “So, where would you like to go? The Steakhouse again, the Pizzeria, or the Blue Iguana.” “The Blue Iguana?” Jasmine looked at me as if I had lost my mind. I shrugged as I hit the button
Jasmine“So, you must be Zain Perez and you must be Jasmine Hunt!” A cheerful man greeted them as they walked in. “Yes, we have an appointment to be married at twelve o’clock.” Zain handed him his driver’s license as well as the marriage certificate. Jasmine handed him her driver’s license, too. She was afraid that the kind, older man might say something about her having just turned eighteen, but he smiled as he handed back their IDs. “Well, it looks like everything is in order!” He smiled as he clasped his hands. “This is how it’ll work.” He pointed toward a glass case where a woman stood, smiling. “Ms. Hunt, you’ll choose the bouquet you’d like, and Mr. Perez, you’ll choose the handkerchief to go in your front breast pocket. Then you’ll both come and stand at the altar.” He clasped his hands, suddenly serious. “Are either of you religious?”Zain glanced over at me and then nodded as he turned back to the man. “Both of us are.”“Good,” the kind man replied. “My name is Reverend Woo
Jasmine Jasmine nodded and took off her robe as he watched, his eyes combing her body. Although she was happy that tomorrow would be their wedding day, she was sad that it wasn’t real. But it always would be for her... no matter what happened between them in the time to come. Try as she might, she couldn’t sleep, so she rolled over to face Zain. “Are you awake?” His head nodded slightly in the moonlight. “Yes, of course.” “Promise me our life together will be amazing.” She took in the sight of him lying in his bed with his arm tucked behind his head, shirtless as the moonlight illuminated his body. “I promise.” There was a pause in the dimly lit room. “Look. We’re committing to each other tomorrow, no matter what happens on Monday. And I promise you, that commitment will stay with me... always.” Jasmine smiled, starry-eyed as she dreamed of what tomorrow—and their lives—held. “Always.” Zain let out a contented sigh as he turned to face her, his eyes illuminated in the moonligh