Page 111 of Before You
“So take me.”
His lips curl into a smile, and I can feel how badly he wants me pressing against my thigh.God, do I want him.What JJ lacks in experience, he makes up for with his eagerness to please.
He leans down, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “I think you’re dazzling.”
“Dazzling? Really? Are you okay?” I ask, and a wavy lock of JJ’s dark hair falls into his face as his eyes twinkle like stars in the night sky.
“Exquisite.” This time, JJ presses a kiss to the corner of my mouth. My breathing hitches while I impatiently wait for him topress his lips where I want them most. “Enchanting.” He skips right over my mouth, landing on the other corner.
“JJ,” I whine, causing him to chuckle.
“You’re being impatient.”
“And you’re teasin—” I’m cut off by JJ finally kissing me, and the outside world disappears. I hold the back of his neck as JJ and I explore each other as if it were our first kiss again. My other hand slides under his shirt, my fingertips gliding over the hard lines of his body, and JJ’s groan reverberates through my entire body.
I can’t get enough of him, but I also want him to know it’s okay if we don’t have sex today.
JJ tilts his head away, his breath mingling with mine as his nose bumps against mine. “Do you believe me now?”
“Huh?” I ask, dazed and unable to really focus on anything but how right it feels to have JJ’s body pressed against mine.
“I have never been more at peace than I am with you, so do you need to ask me again if I’m okay, or do you believe I mean everything? I don’t know everything about your relationship with Trent, but I know he was a piece of shit to you, and I want you to know while I’m wildly attracted to you, your body is the least interesting thing about you.” My eyes widen and JJ frowns, shaking his head. “Wait, I don’t like how that sounded—it sounded better in my head. What I mean is, even though you’re definitely the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on, your heart is my favorite thing about you. You’re so careful with who you shine the light of your love on, and I’m honored to be one of them. I’m not just trying to get you into my bed.”
I love how he understands me so well, without me even having to say anything. The effort JJ puts into our relationship, compared to the one with Trent, is like night and day. They’re not even worth comparing.
“Sweetheart?” he prods, staring directly into my eyes.
“Yeah?”
“I’m waiting for you to say you believe me.”
I am so in love with him.He makes me feel seen in ways Ineverhave before. “I believe you.”
JJ kisses me one more time—so sweet, tender, and full of love—I sink into him, wondering how I could have ever made it as long as I did without him. I’m hyperaware of everything right now. The way JJ’s touch sends electric shocks through my body. The cool kiss of air on my skin as JJ tugs the sweatshirt I’m wearing up, his calluses scraping deliciously over my smooth skin after pulling it off. How warm his body feels pressed against me after he pulls his own off. The way his kiss grows more desperate when his mouth slants over mine again, and how much more of JJ I want as he rocks his hips against my pelvis.
“Ineedto touch you. Is that okay?” JJ asks, his voice shaking after breaking our kiss as my chest rapidly rises and falls underneath his stare and I nod without hesitation.
“Please touch me,”I say, nearly begging when he finally cups my breast with his large palm, dipping his head to drag his tongue up the crevice between them.
JJ takes my nipple in his mouth while simultaneously rolling my other between his fingertips.
I hook my leg over his thigh, shamelessly grinding against him. The teasing scrape of JJ’s teeth causes a whimper to slip from me, turning into a moan when he bites down, having taken notes and his attention to detail only adds to the moment before he soothes the sting away with his tongue, pressing a sweet kiss after.
“Je ne te laisserai jamais être un presque,”27 he whispers against my skin, and I wish I had enough sense to ask what the significance of the wordalmostis to him. Instead, JJ torturously blows air on my wet skin, causing me to grab the sheets.
“More, please.”
“Tell me what to do, baby. I want to be a good boy for you,” JJ says, and I smile at the beautiful man above me.
“Kiss me.”
Before JJ, I never would have thought a kiss would feel like gasoline being poured on a raging fire, but it causes my body to burn brighter and hotter than before. Much to my delight, his hand slips between us, dipping beneath the elastic band of my lounge shorts and underwear. JJ circles my clit with slow, teasing circles, and I tip my head back in pleasure to gasp, breaking our kiss. JJ’s mouth moves to my jaw, and then my neck as my grip on the sheets tighten.
I think he’s making it his personal mission to know my body better than I do.
The crescendo in my body builds as JJ shows me exactly how well he’s been paying attention. “Good boy,keep . . . going, please,” I beg as JJ dips his fingers into me, maintaining pressure on my clit with the heel of his hand.
“I love how polite you are, even when I’m fucking you with my fingers,” he says, and my hips roll in response.
