Page 60 of From Me to You

He slid two long fingers inside me. His thumb played with my clit as he curved the fingers on my channel, hitting me with deep, fast strokes. I felt the callouses of his fingers on my walls as I let go.

“Jaaayy!” I cried out as I came hard around his fingers.

I panted, opening my eyes. My mouth dried as I watched him slip the two fingers inside his mouth and suck it clean.

“Now that’s some way to wake someone up,” I muttered, catching my breath.

“I think I might have a few more options up my sleeves to wake you up.” Jay grinned.

He pulled away my blankets. “Come on, you need to eat,” he said, holding his hand out for me.

I moaned, missing the warmth of the sheets that smelled like him.

“I want to steal your T-shirts,” I said.

He laughed. “Or I can just give them to you.”

“Okay, I want ten of them,” I declared.

“Will there be any left in my closet?” He chuckled.

“What? Aren’t you going to be a millionaire rock star one day? I am sure you can afford to give your girlfriend a few T-shirts.” I joked.

“Yes, ma—”

I almost stumbled down the stairs when he caught me.

“Whoops, sorry.” I blushed.

Jay rolled his eyes and bent down. “Hop on.”

I looked at him confused and then grinned with realization. “Are you taking me on a piggyback ride?” I jumped. “I have never been on a piggyback ride before!”

He laughed and muttered something likeshe would be the death of meunder his breath.

I hopped onto his back and circled my arms around his neck.

He gripped my legs tight around his hips. “Ready?”

“Aye, aye sir!” I giggled. “This is so much fun. I want piggyback rides everywhere now,” I announced.

He laughed so loudly. “Anything for my sweetheart,” he said, placing a quick kiss on my arm.

We finally shuffled down the stairs, but he didn’t let go. He continued to the kitchen and placed me on the table.

I realized how hungry I was at the sight of the kitchen.

Thankfully, Jay had already prepped a full-blown meal when I had slept. I ate about two servings of his delicious chicken and rice, which was just too good.

Now I cuddled up to him on the front porch, enjoying my cupcakes. I ate about three of those already. Who knew sex could make you so hungry?

I loved this place already. It was so calm and peaceful. No wonder Jay cherished it.

“Do you still miss your uncle much?” I asked.

“Yeah, I do, but not as much now. Not after I met you.” He glanced at me. “It’s like you filled all the void in me.”

I smiled. “Did he not have a family of his own?” Jay didn’t like to talk much about his uncle, so I avoided asking about him as much as I could. But now I wanted to know everything about him.