Page 56 of From Me to You

“Look at me,” he said, drawing his tongue along the seams of my bra.

I dragged my hands along his velvety smooth hair as I fixed my gaze on his molten cobalt blue eyes.

“Keep looking,” he murmured as he gave a little bite on my right nipple. My breasts were heavy and tight from his touch. I squirmed.

Jay’s hands slowly reached behind my back to unclasp my bra. He took it away at a deliberate, slow pace that made me breathe even harder than I already did. He went in as soon as they were off—sucking my nipples slowly like he had all the time in the world swirling his tongue in all the right places. It made my toes curl as I lost myself in these wonderful sensations that my body was feeling.

“Do you know how much I love these rosy tips?” he said as he continued feasting on my nipples.

“Jayyy!” I screamed. It was getting too much for me. I wanted him. I wanted him now. “Please,” I whined.

He pulled up abruptly, and my body immediately felt the loss of his warmth. Only then did it occur to me that I was almost naked, and he was fully clothed.

I flushed a deep scarlet.

He kneeled over my hips, taking me in. His eyes were almost the color of sapphire as he gazed at every part of me.

“Jay,” I whimpered, feeling too vulnerable with him staring at me like this.

He slowly peeled off his sweater, revealing his beautifully carved body. His tattoo glowed in the light, and his muscles gleamed in a thin layer of sweat with an oh-so-delicious trail leading to his hard length. He was too hot. Too gorgeous. He had a smirk on his face as he stepped away from the bed.

I waited in anticipation of what he was about to do.

“Enjoying the view?” Jay asked with a lopsided grin on his face.

I nodded. He held my eyes as he brought his hand to unbutton his jeans. He slowly, too slowly, drew his fly down. He reached behind, picked up a foil packet, and threw it on the bed besidemy head. I inhaled a gasp. His Levi’s pooled on his feet, but he didn’t stop there—he brought his hand to the side of his boxers and lowered them.

My heart flip-flopped in my chest. He was naked. Completely. And he was so beautiful. His hard length was rigid as it throbbed against his lower stomach.

Jay crawled over to me, and my skin burned against the feel of his bare skin on mine. The lull of the gentle breeze from the open window did nothing to cool me down.

He pressed his forehead against mine. “You are the most beautiful thing I have seen in my life. I want to look at you till the day I die.” His voice cracked as he placed a soft kiss on my lips. My heart soared.

He gently tucked away all the hair sticking on my forehead and brought his gaze back to me.

“I love you,” I whispered as I memorized his face in my head.

“I love you more. More than I ever will anyone.” His eyes shone with promise.

He lowered himself again—this time he didn’t wait as he peeled my panties off me in seconds and buried himself between my thighs.

“Now that’s my favorite shade of pink,” he whispered against my folds.

Oh, God. My toes curled as I squirmed.

He spread me out and lifted my right leg to his shoulder, getting a deeper angle.

I screamed as I brought my fingers to the silky hair and pulled hard.

His tongue worshipped my folds in long, hard strokes as he sucked my clit at a hurried pace, forking his tongue inside me. He repeated it over and over again.

I was close when he pulled away abruptly.

“Jaaayy,” I whined, my body aching for a release. I was overwhelmed by all this teasing.

“Shh, shh,” a voice whispered against my lips. “Look at me, sweetheart,” he said in a gentle voice.

My eyes opened as I peered into his.