My fingers stroke down her back, and I watch her. Warmth covers my body, and I smile. Never in my life have I experienced sex like that. Intimate, passionate,real.
Every second of it was real.
Something I won’t forget for a long fucking time.I know she won’t either.
CHAPTER 38
IVY THOMPSON
I’m well aware that my head is resting on JJ’s shoulder.
I’m well aware we’ve been sleeping in this position all night.
He held me tight. He brushed his fingertips over my skin in slow circles. He pressed a kiss to my forehead as my eyes fluttered shut and I drifted off into a perfect night’s sleep.
It wasn’t late when JJ barged into my room, shortly after I sent him the picture. But it’s safe to say once wasn’t enough. We laid there for a while, enjoying the naked feel of one another, then one kiss led to more touching and more touching led to more fucking.
JJ bent me over my desk, and I watched all my belongings fall to the floor. Then I turned around, sank to my knees, and opened my mouth.
Never have I felt so alive.
Never have I felt so in control.
It felt relieving to let go. I practically handed my trust over to him. Whatever he did, I knew it would be pleasurable. He possessed me and took charge, and I submitted. Without hesitation.
I’ve been awake for the last thirty minutes, but I refuse to open my eyes. I might not have been able to admit it to myself before, but I’ve wished for this moment more times than I can count.
And besides, I don’t want to wake him up after the performance he gave last night. I bet he’s tired.
My core certainly is.
I flick my eyes open for a brief second, and JJ’s head turns as if on cue, his body twisting around me as he stretches. His lashes flutter open, exposing those beautiful blue eyes in my direction. His sleepy face makes my heart quiver. I didn’t get this experience last time. Now I wish I stayed.
JJ offers me a lazy smile, those eyes shutting for a second before opening again. He flicks his gaze across my face and leans down to peck my cheek, my chin, my neck.
Heat spreads everywhere. If he struck a match, I’d be up in flames.
“I’m pleased to know you’re not a serial up-and-leaver,” he says through his deep, sleepy voice. “I was worried I’d wake up in an empty bed.”
“Not this time,” I whisper, finally finding my voice.
He twists his arm underneath my head and shuffles me half on top of his chest. My bare breasts press against his torso, and I try to ignore the negative thoughts, especially after he witnessed my naked body last night and looked at me as if I were the most expensive painting in the world.
“How are you feeling?” he asks, brushing my hair away from my eyes.
I purse my lips, attempting to pull the covers up to hide my naked back. JJ clocks it, and his arm becomes tighter around my waist.
“After last night, I thought you’d know better than to try and shield yourself from me,” he murmurs into my temple. “Unless you need reminding?”
My lips tremble at his words. I glance up at him, my heart pounding against my ribcage. “Not yet,” I say timidly, and he smiles, his eyes flicking down to my lips.
“Good,” he says heavily. “Because I would have been doing something terribly wrong.”
I press my hand to his chest, slide it up over his collarbone, and clasp the side of his jaw. “You did absolutely nothing wrong,” I find myself admitting. “Everything was… perfect. Like the first time.”
The corner of his mouth twitches in amusement. “Perfect?”
My lips press together in a soft hum. “I came lots of times, it doesn’t get better than that.”
