"Okay, take your hand and put your middle finger inside me. Go easy.

My cunt is really sore right now."

Daniel moved his left hand down between her legs and gently slipped his middle finger into her pussy. She sucked air between her teeth and clamped a hand on his to stop him.

“Just a sec. That fucking hurts. Okay. Okay. Now cup my pussy with the palm of your hand."

Daniel did so, and he could feel the heat of her pussy on his palm.

"Gods, that hurts. Okay, almost there. Now take your finger and curl it upwards. You'll feel a soft spongy spot. A little different feel to everything else."

Daniel did as she instructed and felt the spot right away. It was flat and felt different. He stroked it with his finger gently.

"Oh fuck, yeah, that's the spot. You just... you just rub it. Like that. Gods!"

Daniel continued to rub the spot. He liked the feel of her pussy gripped in the palm of his hand. He stroked the spot softly and noticed that Jasmine was breathing a little heavier.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yes. Don't stop. This can take a while."

Daniel continued to stroke her special spot. He tried doing it harder, but she shook her head violently and he took that as a no. Time passed. He enjoyed the feel of her against him. Her breasts were pressed against his right arm where he held her. One of her legs was curled around his legs. Her right hand grabbed his right forearm and her fingers dug into his flesh. He loved watching this woman being pleasured.

Time lost meaning. He continued to gently stroke her special spot.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she rolled her head back and found his gaze. Her breathing was fast and shallow. He wasn't sure she knew where she was at the moment. Her eyes were hazel with dilated pupils.

Her nose had a soft roundness to it he found adorable. He leaned in and gave her a soft kiss. She barely responded. She was lost to the finger in her pussy.

As he watched, she shifted her focus to the bite mark on his chest.

Her breathing deepened and she let go of his forearm and reached across and dug her fingers around the bite mark, her nails sinking into his skin and drawing blood. He hissed in pain, but she didn't care. A moan started deep within her. It was guttural and deep, the noise a woman shouldn't be able to make. She grunted, and the moan rose in volume. Suddenly, she spasmed and her eyes rolled back in her head. He held her tighter. She cried out in a scream that Daniel was sure the town heard. Under the water, he felt a jet of liquid squirt violently from her, the warmth of it in contrast to the cool bath water. She squirted again. Her eyes were pure white orbs.

She shook again and then suddenly she snarled like an animal and before he could stop her, she twisted in his arms and sank her teeth into his chest, next to where Amy had marked him. He screamed and saw his blood well around her lips. What the fuck?

And then she collapsed against him, out cold. He pulled her teeth off him and looked at the bite. It was just as bad as Amy's. What the fuck is it with women biting me?

He splashed bath water on the wound, cleaning it as best he could.

In his arms, Jasmine spasmed again. She was unconscious and still orgasming. That's some special spot, he thought.

The bath water was now too cool for his liking. He wanted this wonderful woman to wake up so he could leave. He waited for half-an-hour and then gently shook her. When nothing happened, he shook her harder. "Wake up, Jasmine!"

She stirred and blinked her eyes open. She lifted her head and looked around bleary-eyed. “Wha? How long was I out?"

"About thirty minutes."