LUKE
I hopped in my car, 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?
After she grabbed me into a kiss, I surrendered, all my senses overwhelmed. I reprimanded myself—what was I thinking anyway
