Page 59 of From You to Me

The sight in front of him was the angry red scars marring my knee. Scars that I didn’t want anyone to see. Scars that I’d been desperately hiding for the past six years.

Shivers ran through my body as his thumb traced the longest scar, a jagged thick vertical line running through the center of my knee. The pain was an afterthought as he gently lowered his lips and placed an open-mouthed kiss on the ugliest scar.

His blues flashed to mine. “Wear them proudly, Evelyn. It only makes you more beautiful.”

My breath hitched, my mind hazy, as my heart stopped. This man had the power to take my breath away with just his words.

His exploration didn’t stop there. He continued, placing kisses on every inch of my nasty marks. The softness of his lips sentheat waves straight to my core. My toes curled as my body writhed for him. But in an instant, he pulled up. “Where is your medicine?”

“In my purse,” I spewed out through my labored breath.

Goose bumps swept over my skin from the loss of his radiant heat. But it wasn’t long before he returned.

“Open,” he commanded, gliding his pointer finger on my bottom lip.

I nodded, parting my mouth. He slowly placed the white pill on my tongue and made me wash it away with water. And as soon as my lips left the glass, his were on mine.

I moaned as the bitter taste of the pill was erased by the sweetness of his kiss. His mouth never left mine as he gently placed my knee on a fluffy pillow while his other hand gripped the back of my hair, pulling me closer to him.

His whole body lay on top of mine, prodding me toward the side.

“What?” I mumbled between our kisses.

But he never answered as he turned my whole body right.

“Show me how much you want me, Evelyn?”

I frowned. What was he doing?

He slid in behind me, spooning me from the back. His arm circled around my body, holding me captive as he lifted my gaze to the vanity in front of me.

I realized what he was doing as I stared at the mirror. At the both of us. Our eyes filled with longing, his perfect face giving nothing away while he sucked and laved my neck. And I was a trembling mess beside him, the tendrils of my chocolate-colored hair escaping everywhere, my lips red and swollen, my nipples poking from my thin summer dress pulled up to my hips, and my cheeks weren’t the only ones tinted pink.

Gazing at our reflection only heightened the need in me. Jay gripped my hand and brought me to my drenched lace panties.“Show me, Evelyn.” His teeth caught the flesh in my jaw, and he gave it a delicious bite.

I moaned.

“Show me how much of a slut you can be for me.”

“Jay,” I whispered as I locked my eyes with his.

“Go on.” He nudged, pressing his thumb on my clit. My feet almost lifted off the mattress from the tremendous pleasure he gave me.

I nodded; my mouth dry as I let my fingers drift down my slit.

“Look in the mirror, Evelyn.”

My breath caught in my throat as I nodded again. Jay gripped the band of my panties and pulled them off me in one go.

“Look how pink and wet your pussy is for me. She wants me, doesn’t she?” he whispered in my ear.

“Yes.” My pulse roared in my ears.

“Fuck her like I would fuck you.”

Blinding blackness edged my vision as I thrust two fingers inside me. “Jay.” I let out an unintelligible moan as I gyrated my hips, trying to chase that elated feeling.

“Yes, just like that. Harder.” He gripped my wrists, guiding me. Soon, my senses went into overdrive as I fucked myself in a frenzy, feeling my walls contract with his words.

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