บท 65: Chapter 65

Lily

I CONSIDERED PULLING AWAY to grab a breath but opted to deepen the kiss instead. My fingers found the material of Jerome’s shirt, and I pulled him closer until I was practically sitting on his lap.

Mark’s words of anger disintegrated with Jerome’s attention.

His hands sought my hips and slipped underneath my shirt, his fingers scoring my skin as he raised his palms, lifting my shirt with them. I moaned, but his fingers never rose more than the bottom of my bra, his thumbs tracing the line of my underwire and not going higher even though I quietly wished he would.

His tongue found mine and caressed it like a man who wanted to devour every piece of me. I would gladly let him.

He made me feel free yet protected. Jerome wrapped his arms around me putting us in our own tiny bubble. Yet I felt as if I was soaring to the ceiling of my tiny apartment. My body tingled everywhere, and my core spasmed.