When the Night Falls

JASMINE

Looking up into his deep blue eyes, I felt my heart pounding in my chest.

As his hands gripped my back, holding me up, my gaze drifted hungrily to his l*ps.

They were full, red, and bruised. And I couldn’t stop staring. I wanted them pressed against me again.

I leaned forward and tried to k*ss him again. But Theodore’s firm hand stilled my movement.

Confused, I looked up at him. His eyes had a glazed-over, hungry look

“Not here,” he said gruffly. “Come with me.”

After we hastily redressed, he took my arm and led me quickly out of the library and through the vast expanse of the mansion. He moved through it with the grace of someb*dy who knew every nook and cranny like the back of their hand.

Finally, we came to a grand door I’d never seen before. This must be his room. He was bringing me to his room!

He pushed the door open and gave me a push inside. The moment the door had closed, his l*ps. were slammed against mine again.

I stumbled backward, allowing him to move us toward his large king-sized bed. In the midst of my passion, I hardly had time to notice the grandeur of his bedroom.

He pulled away for a moment, his hand holding me firmly by the back of the head.

“Okay, Jasmine. If you’re ready, take off your clothes.”

I nodded. My hands trembled as I slowly undressed, dropping each item of clothing to the floor until I stood before him, completely n*ked. While I stripped, he too pulled off his clothes until he was standing in only his boxers.

Staring at his rock-hard washboard abs, I felt drool begin to pool in my mouth. My gaze drifted down to the massive bulge in his dark boxer briefs, and I nearly moaned.

I could feel his eyes devouring me as well, and a flush of heat spread across my skin. I’d never been n*ked in front of a man before.

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Without a word, he connected our l*ps again in a k*ss and moved me gently backward towards the bed. I felt my knees buckle as we reached it, and I fell backwards onto the sheets. But he caught me before I landed and guided my back gently onto the duvet.

“You look so beautiful like this,” he murmured, his fingers trailing down my spine and sending shivers through my b*dy.

He then reached for something on the nightstand, and I couldn’t help but peek over my shoulder to see what it was. A condom.

A small part of me felt let down by that. I wanted to feel all of him. I wanted it to be natural.

But then I supposed it was a smart decision to stay safe.

He pulled down his pants, and his massive co ck sprang out of his underwear, smacking his washboard abs. I ran my tongue over my l*ps as he rolled the condom on.

Then he moved out of sight behind me and I felt his hands on my hips.

“Theodore, I-”

“Trust me, Jasmine,” he interrupted his tone firm yet reassuring. “Just let go and give yourself over to me.”

I took a deep breath and nodded, closing my eyes as the tip of his manhood rubbed against my

as s.

Then, I felt his hot breath on my car as he whispered, “I want you to tell me what you want, Jasmine. What do you crave?”

I knew exactly what I wanted, but it took me a moment to gather the courage to voice my desires.

“I want to feel you inside of me. I want to go all the way with you.” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper.

I could feel his b*dy tense behind me, and then his fingers pressed against my pus sy l*ps.

I moaned as he pressed two fingers slowly inside.

My whole b*dy seemed to tingle at the feeling, as though a thousand volts of electricity were surging from his digits into my b*dy.

And then he started to move, and each incursion of his fingers sent waves of pleasure through my b*dy.

I could feel my juices starting to flow, preparing me for the main event. Finally, he pulled his fingers out, leaving me feeling surprisingly empty and cold.

“Good girl,” he praised, his hand now between my legs and teasing my already wet folds. “Tell the if it’s ever too much.”

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then positioned himself behind me, and slowly, he slid the head of his co ck inside me..

t out a strangled cry as the sensation threatened to overwhelm me. I felt more full than ever ore in my life.

eodore stopped moving, holding himself above me with his bulging arms. He brushed the hair t of my face with his hand while his mouth went to my n*eck. gently sucking.

ter a while, the intensity between my legs began to ease, the pain melting and becoming mething more. As if shifted slowly to pleasure, I realized I needed more.

bushed upwards, impaling myself further on his girth. I heard his husky chuckle against my

ick.

You ready for more?” he asked me, lifting his head to meet my gaze. I nodded breathlessly.

e slid himself further inside me, stretching me more and more until the base of his shaft was heathed all the way inside me..

gasped at the sudden sensation, my b*dy already aching for release.

I was unlike anything I’d experienced so far, and I almost had to laugh when I remembered how ‘d thought his finger felt so nice. This was another level.

He began to move in a steady rhythm, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust into me. The pain vas now entirely gone, replaced with the most heavenly pleasure I’d ever experienced.

As he picked up the pace, I could feel my org asm building, and I groaned as the pressure built higher and higher in my core.

But Theodore wasn’t finished yet. He pulled out of me and fl*pped me onto my stomach, his fingers delving into my wetness as he pushed roughly back inside of me.

He moved his arms around my n*eck and brought my head back, so our l*ps could touch again. As we k*ssed, I groaned into his mouth as he slammed into me again and again.

Each new thrust was like a bolt of lightning coursing through my b*dy, waking me up. Bringing

me back to life.

I moaned his name and arched my back, my b*dy shuddering in ecstasy as I felt his co ck pulse inside of me.

His org asm drove me over the edge. I felt as though my entire being was being torn in two as I came, drenching his spasming co ck in my fluids.

He collapsed on top of me, his muscular b*dy holding me protectively in place.

We both came down from our high together, our ragged breath the only sound to be heard.

I don’t know how long we lay there together, his strong arms cuddling me against his b*dy.

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Eventually, he slid out of me, leaving me yet again with the feeling of emptiness.

But this time, it was softer, less urgent.

He turned me softly over so he was spooning me. His hands caressed my hair.

Slowly, our breathing evened out, and we began to relax. I’d done it… I’d just had S**.

As my mind drifted, I found myself looking lazily around his room. It was even more grand than I’d first thought..

Like the entire mansion, it had a classic European design. It looked like something you’d see in a movie about the British aristocracy.

My eyes drifted to a strange sculpture hanging on the wall above the dresser. It looked like a French flag, with two swords crossed behind it and fluttering banners looping between them. “What’s that?” I asked lazily, pointing to the strange sculpture. Theodore raised his head to follow my gaze.

“Oh, that’s my family crest.”

I chuckled, and he looked down at me curiously.

“What’s so funny?”

“What kind of family has a crest anymore? And what flag even is that anyway?”

Theodore looked over at the flag carved on the sculpture, and I saw his face darken slightly. He seemed slightly uncomfortable.

“Let’s not talk about my family,” he said, turning me so I was facing the window rather than the sculpture. “They’re not worth it.”

“Oh, come on,” I said playfully. “You can’t leave me hanging like that. Are you mafia? Spies? Oh, are you secretly werewolves?”

He gave me a playful smack on my as s , and I yelped slightly at the contact.

“I could listen to that all night,” he smirked. I snuggled backward against him.

Just then, I felt my belly rumble. It was loud enough for Theodore to hear and chuckle.

“Hungry?” he asked. I nodded into his chest. “I’ll get the chef up, have him cook you something.”

“No worries,” I said, stretching. “Have you forgotten I used to be a chef? I can cook us something.”

I slid out from between Theodore’s arms and stood up. I saw his eyes following me as I went to put on clothes.

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“Stop looking at me, you pe rv,” I said, bending down slowly to pick up my pants, giving him a good look at my a ss as I went.

Then I quickly pulled on my clothes and winked at him. “Be down in 20 if you want to cat.”

This time, he had no excuse not to try my cooking, I thought as my mind drifted to the menu for our upcoming meal,

It was quite relaxing, having the whole kitchen to myself.

This late at night, nob*dy was awake. The kitchen was far enough from any of the bedrooms that I felt safe connecting my phone to the Bluetooth speakers and blasting Disney tunes while I worked.

I wanted to cook an amazing meal for Theodore. So far, he’d only seen me as a babysitter. Now that our relationship had crossed an invisible line. I wanted to show him I was more than that.

I hummed along to Moanna’s “How Far I’ll Go” while I chopped vegetables and scared pork tenderloin. Before putting the roast veggies in the oven, I sprinkled a handful of spices on the mix.

I’d never had to measure or follow recipes. For some reason, ever since I’d been a little girl, I’d had a sort of sixth sense about taste.

Sweet, salty, savory, umami. My mind just always seemed to know what the best combination was without trying.

Twenty minutes later, I turned down the music and took my meal out of the oven. Using gloves. I slid the delicious-looking tray onto the kitchen table. The roast pork and veggies smelled delicious. It was some of my best work.

Finally, the kitchen door opened, and Theodore entered.

“That smells delicious,” he said, taking a seat across from me at the table. I blushed.

“Help yourself,” I said, cutting a slice of tender pork and sliding it onto my plate.

Theodore glanced at the food, and it looked for a second like he was struggling with something.

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“Are you okay?” I asked, my fork halfway to my mouth.

“Huh? Oh, of course. Um… I’m just… I’m not that hungry.”

My spirits fell a little. “Oh… Okay. No problem.”

“….” Theodore gazed over the mountain of food I’d made for the two of us. I thought he looked sad for a moment, but a second later, I was sure I’d imagined it. “I’m going to bed. See

you

tomorrow, Jasmine.”

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With that, he stood up and left the room again without a backward glance.

I put my fork down, confusion eating away at my good mood. Why wouldn’t he eat my food?

At that moment, a thin ray of purple light landed on the table in front of me. Looking around, I saw the first feeble rays of sunlight poking through the clouds on the other side of the large kitchen window.

My amazing night with Theodore was over. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss.

How would he behave now? Would he still treat me like the help?

And what would happen the next time the night fell?

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Standing up, I brought my uneaten plate over to the sink and stared at the sun just visible on the h ori zon. The sight made me feel lighter.

Even if he hadn’t eaten my food, I still slept with Theodore Jefferson.

And I couldn’t help but feel there would be many more nights to come.

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