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After some time, we pulled apart, gasping for air. “Do you want to come to my room?” I asked, feeling bold, eager to continue what we’d started.

“Goddess, yes,” he replied. I led him upstairs to my bedroom. We both sat down on my twin-size bed. Before either of us could stop ourselves, our lips and tongues crashed together, our hands feeling for every part of the other’s body. I pushed my hands under his shirt, feeling his abs, stroking his sculpted body, moving my hands up to his chest as he removed his shirt. He then did the same to me, pulling my shirt over my head and unclipping my bra. His mouth instantly fell to my bare skin, and he kissed up my stomach, massaging my breasts, then brought his lips back to mine. He pulled both my pants and underwear off at the same time, switching from his hands to his foot to kick them off my legs. I reached for his belt, desperate to be completely naked with him. He finished unbuckling it for me, unzipping his pants, and pulling them down with his boxer briefs, his erection springing free. I was like a wild animal, completely consumed by my heat, not able to get enough of Luke. I wouldn’t be satiated until he was inside me.

Luke pulled me against him, his touch only making me more crazed with desire. We feverously kissed each other, our bodies pressed together, lying side by side. Suddenly, Luke pulled away slightly and asked, “Have you done this before?”

“Done what?” I asked.

“Had sex with someone,” he replied, matter-of-factly.

I felt myself blush. “No, I haven’t.”

“We shouldn’t then. It wouldn’t be right.”

“Does that mean you don’t want to?” I asked, practically crying from how desperate I was to feel Luke inside me, filling me, rubbing against my inner walls.

“No, I absolutely do. I want you so badly right now, and it’s going to take everything in me not to, but we should wait. Your first time should be special, and not something you might regret later because you were influenced by your heat.”

“But I want it so badly right now,” I whimpered, not able to imagine ever regretting this. I was throbbing between my legs, overtaken with lust for Luke.

“Here, it’s okay, we can do something else.” Before I could ask what he meant, I felt his finger slip inside me, followed by a second. “Goddess, you’re so wet and tight,” he whispered in my ear, moving his mouth back against mine. He moved his fingers in and out of me, then curled them, feeling around my inside walls. Suddenly, he hit a spot that released sparks of pleasure throughout my body, causing me to moan against his mouth. “You like that?” he asked, and kept rubbing against the same spot, provoking me to moan more loudly in confirmation, throwing my leg over his hip.

He flipped me on my back, moved down my body, spread my legs, and put his head between them. His tongue slid from bottom to top, licking the whole length between my legs. Once he got to the top, he began sucking the most swollen part of me, causing my whole body to tense, overwhelmed by the pleasure his mouth was causing. His tongue found my most sensitive spot, and he ran it back and forth, the pleasure from his tongue mixing with sparks being emitted by his body touching mine. My whole body began to tremble as he put additional pressure and flicked his tongue back and forth more quickly. My moans were now so loud that I wasn’t sure the neighbors couldn’t hear. Before long, firecrackers exploded within my body, followed by bliss flowing to all of my limbs. Luke lay down beside me as I turned to him and said, “Wow.”

He snuggled me against him. I could feel that his erection was still very prominent. I looked up at him, touching it, and asked, “Should I?”

He groaned against me, and I could sense that he absolutely wanted me to return the favor.

“What should I do? I’ve never done this before.” I looked at him, feeling myself go red at the confession.

His eyes softened, looking at me. “It’s okay. If you haven’t done it before, I can take care of it when I go home. I can feel your heat dying down now, so it’s not as difficult to resist. But it will probably start up again at some point, so please just stay home today. I’m not the only person that can sense it.”

“Yeah, Blake told me already,” I responded.

“Blake? You talked to him about this?”

“He was the one who told me about heat. I didn’t know about it before.”

I could sense he was irritated. After some time, he asked, “How close of friends, exactly, are you with Blake?”

Something within me told me that I couldn’t be completely forthcoming with Luke about this topic. I replied, “We hang out sometimes. He’s nice to me.”

“Nice in what way?”

“He listens to me when I have no one else to talk to.”

“I see.” His jaw was tense.

“Anyway, what did you want to talk about when you came over?”

“It doesn’t matter now. Mostly I just wanted to make sure you knew about heat and not to leave the house and stay away from all unmated males. Your heat affects me more than anyone else, but it still affects others as well. And we’ve all heard stories of men who didn’t resist. While most men will, some are scumbags.” He kissed me on my forehead. “Anyway, I should go. Not because I want to, but I have a lot of work to do today.” He got up and began dressing. I followed his lead and did the same.

I walked him to the door. He grabbed me into a kiss, dipping me as he did, and then he walked out the door. He turned to look at me and said, “Goodbye, Jasmine. Have a good day.” He hesitated to turn around and then finally did. I closed the door and slid down the back of it, sitting myself on the tiled floor, trying to process what just happened.

Luke

Ihoppedinmycar, desperate to get home and rub one out. The visit with Jasmine did not go as planned at all. I hadn’t intended to do any of the things we did. All I’d wanted was to explain how heat works to her, assuming she didn’t know, so she’d be prepared. After my talk with Blake, I became worried, knowing Jasmine had been raised so conservatively. I had assumed that everyone knew about heat, but something told me that Jasmine might not, at least not how it affected unmated men. And while I knew how it affected men, having sensed it before unwittingly, I, myself, hadn’t known what actually brought it on.

Fuck, why did I allow things to escalate so much?


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