Jasmine's POV
"Sebastian!" I groaned as I struggled with his heavy weight on me.
"Jasmine?" He gasped and bagging a few more spanks, he rolled off me and settled on his back momentarily.
It appeared that the both of us had something in common; shock... We were literally surprised by the turnout of the event like I would never dream of being latched to his freaking beast, but unlike him, I was pissed off. Just a look at him revealed how delighted this revelation left him.
"How dare you?!" I wasn't having it as I pulled backward a bit, giving us both the much-deserved space we needed, me especially.
Still riled up, I smacked him hard across the face with a free hand, as the others found their way around my voluptuous racks, even though they barely did anything other than merely covering my nipples.
"Stop!" He cried out, blocking a few of my random punches and slaps.
After a moment, I stopped, not because he asked me to, because as clear as day, I would love to smash his head agai
