Page 72 of From You to Me

“I’ll wait till you fall asleep.”

I turned to my side, facing him.

His eyes were already fixed on me.

The chiseled lines of his jaw and the sharp slope of his nose stood stark in the darkness.

“What if I don’t want to sleep?” I whispered against the pillow.

“Evelyn.” He breathed, his calloused hand palming my cheek.

I nuzzled my face, pressing a kiss on the center, feeling my soft lips brushing against his rough hand.

His palm tightened as he brought his face closer, and before the gasp could escape my lips, he swooped in, stealing it.

The slow drag of his tongue as he explored my mouth was sensual and alluring.

No words were spoken as he slowly peeled all my clothes off, leaving me bare underneath him. It wasn’t long before he joined me.

The sound of our kiss filled the quiet of the room.

“Jay,” I whispered as his lips left mine.

“Shh,” he hushed me, dragging his lips along the side of my neck. Licking and sucking each tender spot so slowly, as if he had all the time in the world.

The soaking wetness between my legs drenched my inner thighs.

He pulled the heated sheets away from us and threw them away while he continued his descent. His lips dragged over my nipples. “So pink and perfect.” His hot breath spanned over the tips as he whispered against them.

A loud moan escaped my lips, and the sheets were wet from the tingles he sent straight to my pussy.

His eyes glided to the ‘J’ on my neck but didn’t say a thing as he gently took a nipple between his teeth, biting and sucking it and repeating it all over again.

“Jay.” My fingers threaded his long, velvety locks, pulling them almost out of their roots from the sheer pleasure he gave me.

“I know, sweetheart,” he said between his concentrated task of torturing my nipples.

I squeezed my thighs, trying to get some relief. But he wouldn’t stop lavishing my breasts. “These are so perfect.” He gripped them hard, twisting my nipples almost out of my body. “Like they were made for me.”

“Jay, please.” I writhed.

In an instant, he flipped me over. My teeth met the pillow as I lay flush on my stomach.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

A chill of a shiver ran through me as he dragged a single finger down my spine.

“Yes,” I whispered so low.

The darkness in the room mixed with the feeling of not actually being able to see him sent a surge of anticipation through me.

I quaked as he pulled my hair to the side and pressed a hot kiss right in the center of my neck.

My breath hitched, and I fisted the pillow as he continued his slow pace of hot kisses down my entire spine.

I squirmed as he reached the end of his descent. A flush of embarrassment raked through me as he clenched my ass, squeezing them as he spread me.

“Jay.” I shook, my toes curling.

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