Bab 209: Kiss It Better

(WESLEY)

Jericho comes over to me and sits at the edge of the bed. He takes my hand and raises it to his lips. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. I think it was just the stress of Sasha yelling at me and Miles. They looked so angry. It rattled me." I feel my chest fluff as I look at Jericho, knowing that he is mine. "Get in the bed with me." I motion at the space beside me.

"Yeah?" he smiles.

"Yes." I suck in my bottom lip.

"You don't have to ask me twice." He says seductively as he moves around the bed. "Can I kiss you now?"

"Yes please." I whisper.

He holds my face then smiles at me happily as he gives me what I crave. He kisses me. Soft sensual kisses that don't overwhelm me. Just the right pressure and suction. He occasionally pulls away and looks into my eyes then goes in to deepen the kiss as it grows fierce slowly.  I moan softly, a sound of relief and longing that I know drives him crazy.