Chapter 82 - I Give Myself To You

Jasmine

Benjamin kissed my fingers, that were before my eyes and then walked around me.

His hands stroke down my back and then I heard the zipper of my dress, as Benjamin pulled it down. 

"Your skin is as the purest milk cream." I heard him say, as my shoulders started to be undone of fabric.

"And your hair." He said as he burried his nose in it. 

"It is like honeycombs." He said as he started lowering my dress until it lingered on my hips.

Benjamin turned around, standing before me.

He pulled my face up and then slowly took my hands off my face. "Look at me." He said in a husky voice.

I did what he said and looked into his eyes.

"Jasmine." He spoke my name as if it meant something more.

"And then those eyes of yours." Ben breathed as his lips curved into a sweet smile.

"Those cat-like green eyes have haunted me, from the moment we first met." He said as he kissed my forehead.

With his lips still against my forehead, his hands traced my arms, until they finally reached the fabric around my waist.

My breathing became shallow, as my dress fell down to the floor.

I heard him gasp for air as his eyes took me in. I was standing before him, in my white lace bra and panties.

I could see that he was trying to direct his attention back to my face, but he was having a hard time doing so.

He cleared his throat. "Well, ladies first." Benjamin said as he gestured for me to enter the bathtub.

He took my hand and guided me in.

The water was warm and the soap smelled like vanilla.

Benjamin started to unbutton and unzip his pants and quickly took it off, throwing it into a corner.

I had never seen a man like that, and could not be more nervous. 

"Do you have any idea where you want to shop tomorrow?" Benjamin asked as he got in to the tub, on the opposit direction. He was probably trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"Well, to be honest... I really don't know California state." I frowned.

"Mhh... that is probably right." He said. "Do you have in mind what it is that you are wanting to buy?" He asked me trying again.

"You mean in the sence of style?" I Vervified. "Sure." He said. "I kind of guess that there aren't any Arabian clothing stores?!" I stated more than I asked.

"Probably not." He said. There was something in his eyes, I could not decipher. My guess, it was amusement...

"What do you want me to wear then?" I asked him, not sure what he wanted me to say.

"I liked the white dress you wore last time we were in New York." He said as his eyes started to dance by the memory.

"I hardly wore anything then." I told him. "Besides... I can remember you did not like the attention my dress drew." I reminder him.

His eyes darkened. "Right." He said. "A little more fabric then." He agreed.

"Maybe you could pick out my new wardobe tomorrow." I suggested.

"I don't know if I will be free tomorrow..." He said lost in thought. " What are you planning to do then?" I muttered.

"I have some meetings with American officials and I don't know how long they will take." He ran his hand through his hair.

"Can't I just come with you?" I asked him. 

He didn't awnser, although he was still looking at me.

"Ben!" I called him. "I'm sorry honey." He mused. "I just have a really hard time taking my eyes off you." He said apologetic.

"I have a very good solution for that." I said as I thought of something. "What?" He frowned. I stood up a little. "No, no, no! I will behave!" He muttered. 

I smiled. 

I turned around, and placed my back against him and sat between his legs. When I had imagend to do so, I thought it would have an other effect all together. 

The electricity between us grew closer, now that he wrapped his legs around me. His hands rested on my belly. 

He placed his face on my shoulder, breathing sharply. 

"This turned out different than I had in mind doing so." I said under my breath. He still heard that though and chuckled.

Ben was starting to massage my shoulders and I let my head rest against him.

"I love you." He said. "I love everything about you." He spoke in my ear.

My body shivered as he traced my right arm, until he reached my hand.

Benjamin intertwined our fingers and kissed my knuckles.

He then let go of me and and cupped one of my breasts in his strong hand. I held as still as I could, as so many emotions rushed through me.

It felt good and wrong, but good again.

"Jasmine." He said in earnest. "Habibie, you are not breathing. Take a breath." He almost whispered against my ear. 

"Arghuu." A strange sound escaped my lips. "I'm sorry." I said out of breath.

He gently laughed. "Don't appolegize." He said. "I feel the same." He said as he took my earlobe into his mouth. I made that strange sound again.

"Ben..." I complaint.

He chuckled louder. "Please don't hold back on me tonight." He pleaded. "Tell me exactly what you are feeling." He said as he licked my neck, while tightening his grip on my breast.

I shook my head.

"Please." He breathed against my skin. 

Then he let go of me altogether.

"No." I breathed.

"Pleases don't stop." I urged him.

"Well why not." He mused.

I pressed my back againt his chest again and cocked my head in his direction. "I need you, I need more." I told him.

He smiled crookedly. Benjamin placed one hand back on my breast, playing with my nipple.

His other hand was stroking my leg, as he slowly found his way to my inner thigh.

I closed my eyes and gave myself to him.

While he was stroking me, I found myself moving against his fingers.

"Honey let it out." He almost groaned.

"What." I said breathless.

"You are holding your breath, trying not to moan..." He chuckled. "Let me know how you feel." 

The intensity imcreased, by stroking against my most sensitive flesh, as well as the pressure he placed on my nipple.

"Ah Ben... Please... I can't take this." I said as I was losing control as I once before had. 

"Does it hurt?" He asked as his fingers pressed some more and he breathed against my neck.

"Ooah." A sound escaped my lips again.

Then his fingers were on the upper side of my leg and I felt this strange urge.

"Why are you stopping?" I breathed. 

"Did you like that?" He asked. "Ah Ben... Stop teasing me..." I grumbled. 

He chuckled.

"You are so soft." He said as he touched the right spot again. But he was not moving still. 

"Ben...!" I muttered as I moved my body to press against his fingers.

"You are being so mean." I said.

"Oh." He said humor coloring his tone.

He turned my body around, until I facef him. His eyes were like lava again. I could easily drown in his heat.

He placed me on his lap and wraped my legs around his body. He clipped my braw and took it off. 

I did not know why, but I did not care anymore.

He looked at my as he devoured both my breasts with his hands. Stroking and cupping, he was getting to know my body.

I let him and enjoyed the way he looked at me.

I felt mighty, having this effect on him.

"Do you like that." I said in the same tone he used on me before. 

His eyes held mine. "Jasmine." He said pleadingly.

"Do you like this." I said as I placed my hand against his, while he still cupped my breast.

I leaned in, as if I would kiss him, but before our lips touched, I held back.

I licked his upper lip and looked into his eyes.

He tried to kiss me again.

"Oh no... not yet." I breathed. He was breathless.

"How are you feeling." I said giving him the taste of his own medicine.

He placed his hands on my buttom and pressed me against his body, that was hardning in his undergarments. 

He pressed again and my mouth fell open. "Ah." I moaned.

"You are being unfair." I muttered as he pressed again. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head.

"You have to tell me exactly what you feel." I commanded him. 

"Do you want to know that?" He asked me with his lips against mine. He inserted his tongue, as he rocked our bodies together for a while.

Then he stopped. "Do you now?" He mused. "Yes.." I breathed.

"Tell me now..." I commanded him.

"I long for you." He told me.

"I want to make you mine.." He almost moaned.