JASMINE POV
I slowly, defeatedly, went on my knees, willing for the torrent of tears to stop falling, but they didn't.
His head gestured to his shorts, urging me to do the honors.
I caught sight of his hard erection, which was standing firm in his shorts, and my heart skipped several beats.
My jaw still felt sore from last night's torment, and now, this.
I reached out my trembling hands and slowly pulled down his shorts, freeing his staggering firmness as it slapped against his stomach.
"Take it." He commanded, burying his fist in my hair and pulling me closer so that his precum rubbed against my closed lips.
I parted my lips and swirled my tongue around its angry red head, tasting his salty precum.
"Hold it, Mine. It's yours." He demanded, and those words twisted something in my chest.
His cock isn't mine. It belongs to June. Not me. I kept reminding myself of that as I lifted my hand and gently grabbed his shafts while the other hand rested on his thigh.
