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I cease my exploration, letting my hand rest against his chest as I lift my head up to look at him. “One more kiss, please,” I ask. The feeling of being kissed is so new and exciting, I never want to stop.

He cranes his neck, presses his lips against mine, and gives me one hell of a good night kiss. He breaks the kiss before it can turn heady. “Good night, dolcezza, sweet dreams.”

“Night, roomie.” I smile in the dark, knowing he’s going to punish me for that later.

Chapter 24

Elio

Stirring awake from one of the most peaceful nights of rest I’ve had in a while, I inhale the scent of peaches and flowers, reminding me of who’s in my bed.

Jasmine.

A contented sigh passes through my lips at the fact that she’s in my bed, where she slept all night long with her body pressed tightly to mine.

I still can’t believe last night happened. I was fucking livid when she went on a date with that kid who doesn’t know a damn thing about her, who wouldn’t be able to handle her the way I can.

And then that kiss we shared? I’ve never considered myself to be a man who enjoys kissing all that much, but with Jasmine, I couldn’t stop.

Her lips are the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted, their shape perfectly made for mine. We woke up once in the middle of the night, our mouths unable to stay apart for that long.

I went down on her again because those are another set of lips of hers that I can’t seem to stay away from. It gives me a high like no other, knowing I’m the only man who’s kissed her. Who’s felt her smooth skin with my hands and tongue.

The only one who’s touched her cunt and has given her an orgasm. It makes me feel like a caveman, far more possessive of her than I did before, which was already a lot.

My erection was nearing painful at that point because giving her three orgasms in one night turned me on like nothing else as I watched her come apart for me and me only.

Jasmine demanded that I take care of it, even though I wouldn’t let her touch me yet. I jacked off while she watched, her eyes mesmerized with a tinge of apprehension in them. Most women I have had sex with before were shocked at the size, let alone Jasmine, who’s never seen or touched one before.

It’s why I need to go slow with her, despite my cock’s wishes.

Jasmine shifts against me, her body half sprawled on top of me. I run my hand down her back soothingly, hoping she falls back asleep because we didn’t sleep much last night.

“Mmm,” her raspy voice croaks, rubbing her hand along the ridges of my abs.

I kiss her hair, smoothing it away from her face. “Go back to sleep.”

Her movement on my stomach freezes, her body sitting up instantly. “Oh, God, that wasn’t only a really good dream, was it?”

I sit up with my back against the headboard. “No, it’s real.”

Her cheeks pinken, her eyes moving to the comforter where she toys with it with her fingers. “Oh, God.” She sighs, her tone not like the fiery girl I’ve come to know.

I reach for her hand, and she lets me pull her onto my lap, her thighs straddling mine. “What’s wrong?” I ask, cupping her cheeks with both of my hands, my thumbs stroking the smooth skin there.

“It’s just…I can’t believe this happened. I’m happy it did, don’t get me wrong. But what are we seriously going to do about my father? How does this play out? Are we messing around until I move out?”

Yeah, okay, as if I’m going to let her move out now.

“I’m happy too.” I lean forward, taking her lips in a sweet, short kiss, feeling her body relax slightly against mine. “To be clear, this isn’t a game for me, dolcezza. I was serious when I said I won’t share you. Call it exclusive, dating—hell, you can call me your boyfriend. I don’t care what the label is, so long as you’re mine and mine only at the end of the day.”

She mulls it over for a few seconds, her eyes studying mine closely. I stare back at her, letting her see how much I want her, not hiding it. “Of course I won’t see anyone else, and I hope you won’t either.”

“Nobody else even exists to me. And to be clear, you’re mine. Correct?” I prompt, needing to hear it, not only in the throes of passion, but in a moment like this one.

“You know I am.” She tilts her head, looking at me incredulously. “What about my father?”

“What do you want to do? Because I’m all in. You want to tell your dad, I’ll support it. You want to keep it on the down-low for now, I’ll support it.”

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