MILD MATURE SCENE.

I waited in the dark car while he went inside. He hadn't parked near the door, but I had a full view of the checkout. The girl on the register beamed at him and followed him with her eyes as he left.

Adam jumped in the driver's side, threw the packet on the dash, and then leant across the seat and kissed me. He undid my seat belt, climbed over the gear stick and dragged me onto his lap. I giggled because he was so tall and had to fold himself up to do it.

"What are you doing?" I said.

"I can't wait. Let's do it here."

"What?" I stared wide-eyed and peered through the windows. "Someone could park nearby."

He laughed against my mouth. "You, sitting in my car with no pants on, has driven me crazy. I want you now."

"Adam, someone might see," I whispered, searching the car park again.

He lifted my skirt and undid his jeans. "I don't care."

He touched me. Oh... it felt so... good. "Okay," I gasped, then grabbed a condom. Adam groaned as I touched him. Once I had it fitted, I straddled his lap. He thrust into me. I have to admit it hurt.

He managed the word, "Sorry."

I lifted myself onto my knees to ease the pressure, then leaned against the dash.

This was so against anything I'd ever done before. I'm your typical missionary kind of girl. I fall in love at the drop of a hat. You could guarantee I'd be washing and ironing the guy's clothes the next day. To live recklessly excited me.

Adam's hairline sparkled with sweat. He shuddered and then groaned. Once he had settled, he flung his head back and gasped, "You're beautiful." Adam claimed my mouth with his then rested his forehead against mine. He sucked in a breath. "I'm sorry I hurt you."

The elation I felt had me grinning from ear to ear. I was amazed I was behaving like this with a virtual stranger. "It hurt a little," I whispered.

Adam let go of my hips and let himself slide from within me. I clambered from his lap. He tied a knot in the condom, dropped it on the floor, zipped his jeans, climbed into the driver's seat and drove us back to my unit.

"Bring them with you," he said, pointing at the box of condoms on the dash.

Without thinking, I said, "Shouldn't you leave them here? You might need them."

He frowned. "What? Do you think I have a horde of girls I visit each night?"

His reply made me feel stupid. I hung my head and said, "I don't know. I thought..." To be honest, I didn't know what I thought because it was too good to be true, as far as I was concerned. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I sensed a change in him because he came to my side of the car and grabbed the box without saying anything, took my hand and tugged me behind him.

Once inside, he tossed the box on the bedside table then leaned against the kitchen bench with his hands gripped on the counter edge as he stared at the floor.

I sat in the armchair, not sure what was happening though I understood it had something to do with the condoms. "Have I said something wrong?"

His brow furrowed. "Do you think I'm not coming back?"

My nose tingled with emotion because the truth of it was, I didn't know what to expect. It had been so fast, so wonderful and wonderful didn't happen to me. "I don't know," I whispered. "I supposed you might want them left in your car."

Adam sighed and came towards me. He ran his hand down my head and cupped my chin. "Why would I want to keep them in my car when you're in here?" He crouched and added, "Unless you don't want me to come back."

I raised my eyebrows and swallowed. Of course, I wanted him to return, but I didn't want to appear desperate. If I've learnt nothing else about men, I know they hate desperate pleading women. Instead of saying anything, I touched his face and kissed him. I realised he was a very physical man because of the way he returned my kiss.

Adam lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bed. I thought, Oh God, are we going to do it again?

We didn't.

Instead, he laid me down, snuggled beside me and played with my hair.

Is Jasmine living the wild side of life or being influenced by a bad man?

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