JasmineOver the next few days, Jasmine and Zain went surfing every day. It was an unspoken, simple vow between them. And Jasmine found that she looked forward to each day, knowing she would spend it with Zain. Then, when it was time to go, she hated to leave his side in the afternoon.“Where are you going?” her mother asked one morning just before she was going out to meet him.“Surfing.” Jasmine was already getting a nice tan from being out in the sun every day. On this day, she wore a floral summer shorts set over her bikini, thankful that her mother had insisted on getting them.Her mother’s lips were set in a straight line. “I don’t want you seeing that boy anymore.”“Mom, he’s a great person.” Jasmine hurried to gather her things, not in the mood to hear her mother’s complaints again. If Zain had been a boy of society from what her parents deemed as a “good family,” her mother wouldn’t be complaining at all. But that was one of the things that Jasmine liked about Zain. He was hi
ZainZain traced a finger over her cheekbone, along her jawline, and then gently cupped her neck with his hand, looking into her eyes. “Tell me.”Her breath quickened, and he knew her resolve was waning. “That’s not fair.”“What?” he asked, his voice low.“You’re using coercion,” Jasmine breathed.Then a broad smile spread across his lips. “Is it working?”Jasmine sighed, and her face suddenly fell. She pushed abruptly away and started backing off. “I’m going home. See you later.” Hot, angry tears began filling her eyes, threatening to spill over as she turned around and hurried away.Zain stood there watching her, stunned beyond all words. Then it hit him. She thought he was playing her. “Jasmine!” He ran after her and caught her arm, quickly turning her around, his eyes filled with shock. “Jasmine, I was only kidding around. I’m so sorry. I’m not a player. I swear.” He reached up to catch a stray tear from under her eye, but she turned away. “Hey, hey!” He looked directly into her e
ZainThen he gently parted her lips with his tongue and taught her how to French kiss, letting his fingers trail over her back. Suddenly, she kissed him with vigor, giving him the best make out session he’d ever had. He pulled back a moment later, breathless.“What’s wrong?” Jasmine asked, running her fingers through the side of his hair, her eyes searching his, filled with concern.Zain took a moment to catch his breath and to calm himself down before things got out of hand. Then he leaned in and gave her another sweet kiss, and said against her lips, “I just don’t want things to get too far out of control.”Jasmine nodded, understanding. She looked into his eyes, her eyelids half closed, looking sexy as hell, which did nothing for his resolve.He smiled. “Just do me a favor. If you ever kiss another guy, don’t kiss him like that unless you want more than you bargained for.”Then her face suddenly became serious as she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked deeply into his eyes.
JasmineJasmine held Zain for a long while in the water as the waves washed over them and then gave him another passionate kiss.His lips moved to the tender skin right under her jaw. “Ready to get something to eat?”She laughed, thinking of the adage: the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach... and almost-sex. “Yeah. I am.”“Are you okay?” he asked, moving a strand of hair away from her face.She nodded. “I’m fine. You?”He cocked his head to the side. “Yeah. I’m fine.”Then Jasmine thought of something. “Are you going to think differently of me now?”Zain held her close, looking deeply into her eyes. “Never.” Then a crease formed between his eyes. “Do you think differently of me?”Jasmine smiled, shaking her head. “No. Never.”She didn’t want to scare him, but at that moment, she knew it would never be over between them. Jasmine gave him another passionate kiss, her legs still wrapped around his exquisite, naked body, committing every moment to memory. Then she released him,
ZainThe next day, Zain knew that Jasmine wasn’t going to be at the beach, so he opted to go to the batting cages instead, and then spent the rest of the day at home. He almost went to the beach anyway but knew it would remind him too much of Jasmine.Want to go to the batting cages? Zain texted Raphael.Well, hello, stranger, he texted back. To what do I owe this honor?Sorry we haven’t spent any time together yet. Zain sighed. So, do you want to go or not? If Raphael wanted to go, then fine. But he wasn’t going to beg.A moment passed and then Raphael texted, I’ll be there in half an hour.See you there.Zain showered and then dressed in a baseball shirt and shorts, donned a baseball cap, and headed out. It had been a month since he had gone to the batting cages, so it was time. Even though Zain was out for the summer, he needed to make sure to take time to practice. He wondered if Jasmine would like to go with him sometime. He smiled, imagining her in a baseball outfit in a batting
ZainZain turned on the engine and listened as his truck roared to life, knowing he had to get out of there. He turned down the street, thinking of Jasmine. Even though he hadn’t told her that he loved her yet, he did. And somehow, he knew she felt the same.But then again, he had just taught her how to kiss and had given her a taste of love. Zain knew she had a lot more firsts yet to go. He had dated and been with other women before her, but he wanted Jasmine to be his last. Although he was glad that he was the first man she kissed and the first man to give her an orgasm, he wanted to be her first with everything. But she was young and had a lot more life to experience before she settled down... and he didn’t want her to miss out on it because he had taken it from her... robbed her of it. He would never do that to her.But no matter how she felt about him, he loved her, and he would wait until she was ready... if she wanted him.As Zain drove toward the batting cages, he thought of a
Zain“So, you’re in love with her, right?” Raphael took a sip of his beer as the ocean breeze blew through the open bar. It was one of their favorite sports bars, Louie’s on the Beach. They served seafood and steaks, wings, and had the best beer on tap around. And the beautiful view of the beach didn’t hurt.Zain nodded, looking down at his beer, and took a swig. Then he looked out over the ocean. “I’m going to keep in touch with her while she’s in college and I’m playing ball.” Zain smirked as his eyes met Raphael’s. “I just don’t want to lose her to another guy in the process.”Raphael shrugged. “Then marry her.”Zain’s head snapped up. “What? Where did that come from?”“Marry her in secret.” Raphael took another sip of his beer. “No one would know. And then you’ll know that she won’t be going anywhere while she’s in college.”Zain laughed, shaking his head. “Of all the crazy ideas, I think this one takes the cake.” He took another sip of his beer. He would give anything to be able
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