Page 11 of My Turn

I trailed my fingers gently up the backs of her thighs. She let out a heavy breath and squirmed a little before she settled again. She always slept like the dead. One of us had to wake her up for classes back in the day, otherwise she’d be late or miss them entirely. I still texted her in the mornings to make sure she was up for work. With the addition of alcohol, she was a victim to my whims.

The thought of that made something flare in my chest. If anyone ever made it into her apartment while she was in a state like this, she wouldn’t wake up until it was too late. They’d have her at their mercy. Their hands would be on her, their cocks would be inside of her. Inmybody.

I ran my thumbs under the creases of her ass cheeks where they met her thighs. When I pushed upward, I stared at the round, full globes beneath me. Trying to keep my breaths steady, I dipped under the fabric. With the slightest shift of my hands, my thumbs suddenly touched the warm skin of her vulva. I spread her open and my eyes rolled at the image it conjured in my head.

In one swift motion, I grabbed onto the legs of her shorts and pulled them down. She let out a disgruntled sound and turned her head the other way on her pillow.

She was so fucking easy for me to play with. I wondered how much her subconscious trusted me.

Leaning over her back, I pulled my mask down and positioned my lips at her ear. I sucked on the lobe, then nibbled on it.

“Alana,” I whispered.

“Mm.”

My cock hardened, pressing against her ass. I kept my hips still and focused on grazing her ear with my teeth.

“Alana, baby.”

“What?” she breathed.

“Do you know who you belong to?”

“Mm.”

I smiled before I licked the skin behind her ear. She let out a little whimper and her ass nudged backward, grazing on my cock.

God, she would just give herself to me like this. Would she wake up? If she did, would she stop me?

Best not to find out quite yet.

“You’re mine,” I murmured. “Then, now, and forever. You’ve always known it.Always.”

My lips pressed against the back of her neck. When I trailed them to the side, she stirred again.

“Jayce.”

I froze but didn’t remove my mouth from her skin. Instead, my tongue darted out to taste her, softly enough to make her shiver. Her breaths remained soft and steady, telling me that she was still sleeping.

My mind came up with endless reasons she would have said my name. Was it because of what I was doing or was she dreaming about me? Good dreams, I hoped. They’d fucking better be.

No, I would make sure they were.

Carefully, I turned her onto her back. She brought her knees up and used her feet on the mattress to push further up the bed.It only took a gentle nudge for her legs to fall apart, leaving her completely open to me.

“Fuck,” I choked out a little too loudly. I glanced at her face to confirm she was still dead to the world.

Even in sleep and her drunken state, she could still cum. Did it make me a bad person to do that? Did I care?

No on both counts.

I dropped onto my elbows and moved between her legs. Grabbing onto her ankles, I opened her up a little more. Even though I wanted to bite the soft skin of her inner thigh, I refrained so that I wouldn’t risk waking her. Instead, I trailed my nose from her knee all the way to her slit. My eyes closed as I inhaled her scent.

People sometimes talked about being able to recognize the scent of home. I’d just found that and let me tell you, it’s definitely where my heart is.

Caution had mostly been thrown to the wind at this point, so I ran my tongue along her slit slowly, then nudged through at the top to reach her clit. A soft moan came from her and she turned her head toward the window. When I flattened my tongue, her hands fluttered above the mattress for a second.

“Mm.”