Page 74 of From You to Me
Not even when we crashed in waves and waves of the built-up tension. I groan his name, clenching tight around him when he spills his warm cum deep inside me.
Our ragged breaths and the smell of sex filled the room.
He pulled out and gathered me in his arms. I lay on his chest, warm and sated, while I listened to the erratic rhythm of his heart slow down.
The unspoken words were loud between us.
Moments passed, and we lay like this, just like we used to all those years ago. My favorite place in the world. My fingers glide over the smooth, taut skin, tracing over the edges of the scaled wyvern breathing fire on his chest.
His fingers threaded through the tangles of my locks, absentmindedly twisting and swirling them.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I slid my body up, my hair forming a veil around us as I gazed into his eyes. “You stayed.”
Not a flicker in his eyes, a move in his muscle, or a change in his tone as he answered impassively, “Yes.”
I sighed. “Why?”
He lifted a shoulder, wrapping his arms around my back. “Because I wanted to.”
“But you still don’t believe anything I said.”
And his eyes flickered then. “No.”
I clenched my molars, trying to push off him, but he wouldn’t let go.
“Can’t we just sleep?” he questioned.
“I refuse to sleep with the man who doesn’t trust me after everything I have done for him.” I wiggled harder, trying to get away, but his steel grip didn’t falter.
He cocked a brow. “It’s the same man who fucked your pussy raw a few minutes ago. Did you forget that?”
I flushed. “Let go of me.”
He let out a heavy breath as he loosened his grip. “Evelyn, come on. Can we not argue now?”
I slid away and turned to my side. “There’s nothing to argue about. It’s simply the fact that you don’t trust me. I know it’s not that simple. I know it’s wild and unbelievable. Even at the time, I couldn’t believe all the shit that was happening to me. I thought I was going mad, I thought that none of it was real but it was, it was all very real. Real enough to kill me.”
“Evelyn.” He switched on a lamp, basking the room in a golden glow. “It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just I don’t know if I can go down that road again.”
My eyes flashed to his. “Did you ever question it, Jay? We were fine one minute, then we were not. That how the minute you signed that fucking album, everything between us wentdownhill? Can you even connect the dots? All that manipulative bitch made me do just so she could have you.”
His eyes gleamed in beads of shimmering gold as a furrow marred his brows. “Cece and I were never together, Evelyn. So I don’t understand why she would make you do all this and why you would do it in the first place instead of telling me.”
“Don’t fucking say that name. Not when you are in bed with me.” Although I was mad, a tinge of joy lit up in my heart. So she was never with Jay. Hmm, what actually happened then?
He hissed a breath through his teeth and got off the bed, running a frustrated hand through his long hair. I thought he was going to walk out on me but he turned, surprising me. “How about a bath?”
I was taken aback. But I sighed and nodded.
Gilded amber flickered on the sharp edges of his face from the candles lighting up the bathroom. I straddled him, our eyes conveying the long-lost love we had for each other. But our minds were fighting the battles with the woven steel cages baring our hearts.
His palm glided over my cheek. “Why?” he whispered, his fingers catching the ring and the ‘J’ falling between my chest.
My eyes widened. “Because it was your dream.”
He shook his head, a lock falling over his eyes. “I still don’t understand, Evelyn.”
“Do you remember when the label refused to produce your album?”