Chapter 12

The room was spinning, the air thick with lust and the scent of their shared desire. Jasmine's chest heaved with each shallow breath she took, her heart hammering against her ribs like a drum.

Dante's hand hovered just above her thigh, the anticipation a tangible force in the air. Jasmine felt his eyes on her, watching every move she made, every breath she took. Slowly, so slowly, his hand descended, his fingers brushing against the fabric of her panties. Jasmine's breath hitched, her body tensing in anticipation of the moment he would touch her bare skin.

With a swift, decisive motion, Dante hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and began to pull them down, inch by torturous inch. Jasmine felt the fabric slide over her skin, the coolness of the room kissing her where it had been warm and hidden. His eyes never left hers as he revealed her most intimate part to him.

Her panties fell to the floor, discarded like a forgotten piece of clothing. Jasmine felt a strange mix of vulnerability and power, knowing that she was now fully exposed to her son's gaze. Dante's hand paused for a moment, hovering just above her pussy. Jasmine could feel his warm breath against her skin, and she shivered with need.

His lips met her thigh, pressing a soft kiss against the sensitive flesh. Jasmine moaned, the sound escaping her before she could bite it back. The heat of his mouth was a stark contrast to the coolness of the room, sending a shock of pleasure through her body.

Dante's kisses grew more insistent as he moved up her thigh, his tongue tracing a path that left goosebumps in its wake. Jasmine's legs trembled, her hips lifting off the bed slightly as she tried to meet his mouth. His hands held her in place, his grip firm but gentle, keeping her where he wanted her.

The moment was almost unbearable, the anticipation a coil of tension that grew tighter with every breath she took. Jasmine could feel the wetness of her arousal, slick and ready for him.

His breath was hot against her, and Jasmine's body arched as she felt the first touch of his mouth on her pussy. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before, his tongue tentative at first, exploring her folds with gentle strokes. Jasmine's hands fisted in the bedsheets, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to process the overwhelming sensations that flooded through her.

The room was filled with the sounds of their ragged breaths and the soft, wet noises of his mouth on her flesh. Jasmine's moans grew louder, more insistent, as he found her clit with the tip of his tongue. The sensation was exquisite, a delicate dance of pleasure that had her hips rocking against his face.

Her body was alive, every nerve ending a live wire, humming with desire. Jasmine felt like she was on the brink of something incredible, something that she had never experienced before. She knew that this was wrong, that she should push him away. But the feeling of his mouth on her, the way he worshiped her body, was too intense to resist.

With a soft growl of need, Dante's kisses grew more demanding. Jasmine felt his fingers slip into her, stretching her, filling her up as his tongue continued to dance around her clit. She was lost in the moment, her body a vessel for his pleasure, his desires.

The tension grew, Jasmine's moans growing louder, more frantic. She could feel the orgasm building within her, a crescendo of pleasure that threatened to shatter her into a million pieces.

And then it hit, a wave of ecstasy that crashed over her, leaving her trembling and gasping for air. Jasmine's back arched off the bed, her hips bucking against his mouth as the most powerful climax of her life ripped through her. She screamed his name, her body a tapestry of sensation as Dante continued to lick and suck at her clit, drawing out every ounce of pleasure.

The world around them shattered into a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds, Jasmine's vision blurring with the intensity of her orgasm. Her nails dug into the bedsheets, her toes curling as she rode the wave of pleasure that had been building for what felt like an eternity.

Dante's tongue was relentless, his touch masterful as he brought her down from the peak. Jasmine's body trembled and quivered with every flick of his tongue, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. Her eyes remained squeezed shut, the reality of what had just transpired too much to bear.

When she finally opened them, Jasmine found herself looking into the eyes of her son, his face flushed with desire. There was a smug look on his face, one that told her that he knew just how much he had affected her. Jasmine's cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

He leaned back, giving her pussy one final kiss before standing up. Jasmine watched, her chest heaving, as Dante began to undress. He pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing the sculpted planes of his chest and abs. The muscles rippled with each movement, his body a testament to his youth and strength. Jasmine felt a thrill of desire as she took in the sight of him, her eyes lingering on his broad shoulders and the smattering of dark hair that trailed down his chest.

He unbuttoned his jeans, the sound echoing in the quiet room like a gunshot. Jasmine's heart skipped a beat as he slid the denim down his legs, revealing his thick, hard cock. It was even more impressive than she had imagined, standing tall and proud, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.

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