Page 85 of From You to Me

As I trotted outside, I tied a soft, fluffy towel around my body.

A thud slapped through the room as the door opened. Jay’s hand stilled on the handle as he stood by the doorway.

My eyes widened as I gripped the towel around me tighter. “I just took a shower,” I mumbled.

His dark eyes swept over my dripping body as he nodded.

What he didn’t know was that I was dripping everywhere, especially between my thighs.

“I brought you an ice pack.” He placed it on my nightstand. “Here, take this.” He handed me two small white pills and a bottle of water.

“Thanks,” I muttered, too shy.

“I’ll get going then.” His eyes flashed to me.

I didn’t know what came over me as I gripped his wrist. “Don’t go,” I breathed. The towel holding together my nakedness loosened, slipping away slowly.

His eyes followed it, and a sharp inhale left him. “Evelyn,” he warned.

“Please,” I whispered, and my towel fell to the ground, pooling over my feet.

A shiver ran through my wet, naked body. I bit my lips as his eyes dragged over the slopes of my creamy breast, my diamond-hard pinky tips, and my heated folds wet from his presence.

I could hear my heartbeat and felt the silence in the room as he brought himself close to me, my nipples brushing the wool of his sweater. Droplets fell on his finger as he curled a strand of my hair around it, forcing my head up to meet his gaze.

“You want to be fucked?”

I swallowed the rasp down my throat as I whispered, “Yes.”

All our battles were swept under a blanket as his lips crashed on mine. His tongue swiped over the depths of my mouth as a moan escaped me. Though our minds were at war, our bodies always called out to each other.

His hands glided to my breasts, squeezing them so hard that a groan escaped me.

His lips left mine as he ever so slowly dragged his tongue over the side of my face. I stood frozen, squeezing the throb pulsating my clit. His eyes never left mine as he continued down my neck, licking all the droplets away.

His rough stubble moved over my sensitive nipples. “I fucking hate you.” His teeth grazed my nipples hard.

I moaned, my fingers threading through his hair, gripping them hard.

“But then you’re a fucking temptress, aren’t you, Evelyn,” he mumbled against my tips, leaning in he took it in his mouth, sucking so hard that his cheeks hollowed. He used his teeth, dragging them while he devoured my breasts.

His hand trailed over my waist, circling my hips as he rubbed the inside of my thighs. And without a warning, he slid two fingers inside me, drawing out a loud cry from me.

“Jay.” I writhed, but he held still, standing tall as he detached his lips from my glistening breast.

My pussy throbbed over his fingers. I wiggled my hips, trying to get him to move, but he didn’t falter an inch.

“Fuck your cunt on my fingers if you want my cock, Evelyn.” The sound of his zipper crackled through the room, lacing inwith my ragged breath. He pulled out his massive cock that was throbbing hard, a pearl of precum studded on the tips.

I licked my lips, trying to grind the fingers that he held frozen inside me.

His blues flickered to mine. “Go on, fuck that cunt good.”

Heat blossomed on my pink cheeks. “But Jay,” I whispered. It was weird and at the same time hot to stand naked in front of him while he held his fingers deep inside me.

A breath escaped as he plunged his fingers an inch more. I could feel the tips of them caressing the deepest part of me. “Either you fuck it with your cunt or I leave.”

I swallowed the nervousness, as embarrassment flashed up my heated cheeks. Too horny to care, I raised on my tiptoes holding his gaze as I slowly moved my hips in and out.

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