Chapter 10:

*Jasmine's POV*
Just minutes before six o'clock pm, I got everything ready. Food's ready, the DVD is in the player, and my clothing has been switched to the outfit. It's a short black nightgown that went down just above my knees with thin straps showing a lot of my upper chest and breasts, but not overly. There's some lace in some areas.

I just place on the biker jacket that Baron gave me on my body when I hear the door being knocked. The jacket is left open because it went down almost to my knees. I take a deep breath before opening the door. Baron looks up to see my new appearance and immediately his dark brown eyes widen in shock.

"Hello Thomas," I greeted with a shy smile.

"H-Hey Jasmine," he stutters a little, tightening the grip on his bag.

"Would you like to come in?" I asked, opening the door more.

"Sure."

No more words are being spoken between us because of the sexual tension that we have for each other.

"I have dinner ready and I have a movie for us to watch," I said, closing the door.

My back is suddenly pinned against the wall. Well I am now at Baron's eye level and I notice in his eyes that the wolf is hungry and not for food either.

"Let's skip the dinner and movie," he says husky with lust in his voice.

"Wolfie," I smirked, starting to tease, "no matter how much my body aches for you, I would love to feed you with my own cooking and share you with my all time favorite movie."

"Don't tease with me Owl," he smirks back, "and I don't think I'm going to last long with you wearing that dress and jacket."

"I can change into-"

"Leave it on Jasmine," he presses his forehead with mine, "you're just so fucking sexy and beautiful."

"And you're so fucking sexy and handsome Thomas," I closed my eyes with a soft smile.

Warm lips press themselves against mine while he slowly takes me down on my feet without breaking the contact. We move in sync together for a little while pulling away to smile to each other. Our lips peck again. I take him to the living room as I place his stuff into my room.

He gets offered by the food I made for us on the couch while I play the movie.

"What are we watching?" he asked, taking a bite of the food. His eyes widen of the taste of it and eats more of it.

I chuckled, "it's a thriller movie."

"Thriller movies in this early of the relationship?"

"Well it's my favorite movie," I smiled, turning off the lights before joining him on the couch.

The music with the opening credits always make a smile on my face. It's such beautiful music, but when the funeral appear, the smile disappeared.

"The Village?" he asked, looking at me.

"Yea," I smiled to him, before turning back to the movie.

Throughout the movie, I found myself scooting over to him slightly and slowly until it came to my most favorite scene. My head gently meets his upper arm close to his shoulder since he's still towering me even sitting down like this. Ivy awakens from her sleep and notices her lover Lucius on the porch of her home.

I never notice of how very similar Baron and I are compared to Lucius and Ivy until now. A single tear escapes my eye when he proposes to her in his own way which always happens.

When he places a hand on her cheek, Baron gently places his fingertips under my chin so I can face him. He notices the tear running down my cheek. His thumb wiped it away as we lean in for a kiss as well.

"What do you think of the movie?" I asked him when the movie ends.

"I never knew that a thriller could be a love story as well," he says, staring down to me.

"Well, romance has to be perfectly blend with the actual gerne."

His dark brown eyes grew a darker shade as he continues to stare at me. My eyelids lowered a little feeling the sexual attention inside. Baron press his lips against mine compassionately before pinning down on the bed. I wrap my arms around his neck to run my fingers in his long hair. Moans join in against each other when our tongues dance together.

I feel his large hands roam themselves around my body underneath the jacket. Soon Baron's hands settle under my back so he can lift me up from the couch. My legs wrap around his waist so he can take us to my bedroom which I tell him which one it is.

*Next morning*

*Baron's POV*

Gentle sunrays awakens me from a very peaceful sleep. My eyes open slowly and see a very beautiful sight. Jasmine sleeps soundlessly next to me on her back and facing towards me.

A soft smile appears on my lips as memories from the previous night camen back.

'What you will be seeing is all yours and only yours…' her words echo in my head sending a shiver down my spine.

She trusted me and given me her innocents. In return, I have given her first kiss, experience, everything. I lean in to softly press my lips against hers and slowly rising up with my arms.

The beauty let out a soft, low moan while covering more of her snowy, pale naked body. She stirs a little, stretching and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Was I good?" she asked softly, opening her eyes a little to me.

"You were more than good," I smiled more, leaning more to her, "you are so amazing."

"Really?" she asked, fully awake.

"Yes Jasmine," I kiss her forehead lovely.

"Would you like to shower with me?" she asked shyly, blushing a little.

Such as adorable girl. "I would love to Jasmine," I chuckled. My slowly move the blanket down to reveal her gorgeous bare naked body.

She shivers at the sudden coldness, making goosebumps among her pale flesh. Her arms covers over her breasts and midsection.

"Don't hide away," I move away her arms, "you're so fucking beautiful." It's so true. Really short compared to me, curvy with feminine muscles, yet still very small.

I pick her up bridal style and send her towards the shower. Slowly I place her down on the floor so she can turn on the water. My arms are still around her torso as the steam rises sup from the warm water. While she's adjusting the temperature, her hair catches my attention like it did when I first saw her. I didn't see any hair products and I doubt it is natural because white natural hair at a young age is uncommon.

Jasmine turns around to face me, blushing. Her tiny hands take my large hands as she takes me to the shower. She and I start on our own personal routines before focusing on each other. I place her against my body, hugging the little owl under the water.

"Owl?" I asked down to her.

"Yes Wolfie?" she asked, looking up to me.

"Your hair is an unusual color."

"The white part is the result of all of my stress in my life - both professionally and personally," she sounds so sad saying it.

"Why are you stressed out?"

Big, blue eyes look deep within my dark eyes. Tears line her lower eyelids as she tries to fight them. I place my hand on her cheek. We stayed like this for a few moments of silence.

"When you are ready you can tell me," I assured her.

"Okay," she whispers.

We finish on each other as our shower dies down. Towels cover our bodies when we finish our routines.

Soon I am dressed in some dark jeans and a T-shirt. Jasmine's still getting ready so I waited for her on the bed. My eyes try to look away from her privacy, but she speaks up, "it's okay to look."

My eyes turn back to see her back clothed with her black bra and underwear. Her snowy pale skin is turning on again - hell! Everything about her turns me on. I crawl over to her as she sits on the edge of the bed. My large fingers lace over her delicate looking ones. Jasmine's back is pressed against my chest. I hug her tightly as I bury my face in her neck and shoulder.

She squeezes my fingers, accepting my hug. Goosebumps raise up on her flesh by my touch and breath. I love this feeling. No words spoke, just letting our bodies and emotions speak.