Healing Slowly But Surely By R. Joseph novel Chapter 214

214 Guilt.

Leilani.

I tried to lean into the kiss, to let go in the hopes that I would perhaps begin to enjoy it at some point, but I didn’t.

Instead, all I felt was pain. My body spasmed in places that his fingers touched and my lips trembled slightly, suddenly feeling feverishly hot from being kissed so passionately by him.

My skin felt like it was on fire, burning with a kind of flame that I couldn’t see but feel and I closed my eyes and fisted my hands into his hair, tugging at the thick silky strands as I tilted my head to the side as if to give him easier access.

He took it, moaning as our tongues engaged in the wildest sexiest game of tango. I shuddered slightly when he moaned again and hoisted me up in such a way that my legs were now wrapped around his waist. His large calloused hands grabbed my butts so hard that I could feel his fingers digging into my skin. He pressed his face against mine and with a voice so soft, it made my ladybits tremble wantonly, he drawled; “I want you, Lani.”

And goddess, I wanted him too. I wanted him a lot more than I wanted oxygen.

I do not know how or when but slowly, I felt the wave of pain slowly begin to pass, and in its place came pleasure. I threw my head back when his fingers began to trail hot patterns under my blouse. And in one swift motion, he…

*Snip snip*

He tore it clean off my body.

I gasped. “Jay?!”

But he simply smirked at me, flashing me a dimpled smile as he pecked my lips, my cheeks and then down to my collarbone.

His tongue and lips trailed the longest hottest pattern along the length of my body from my game to my belly button, and as he went, he left hickeys as if wanting to leave evidence of this moment.

As if pleased with his creation, he carefully walked me up to a high table with my legs

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still wrapped around his waist and then, he helped me into it.

“What are you doing?” I half said-half moaned when he soon began to struggle with the clasps of my bra, and I could only laugh softly when he frowned, his hands trembling as he tried to tug it free.

But no matter how hard he tried…

“Hey, wait… wait, let me help you,” I whispered in a voice that was both seductive and

soft.

“No.”

“Do you want to spend all day here then?” I hissed, noticing the way his eyes flashed with something maniacal before he slowly let his hands drop. He pulled away then but his hands never left my body even once. He rested them on my waist and quietly watched as I carefully unclasped my bra.

When it was loose and my breasts sprung free, he squeezed his eyes shut and growled so low in his chest, it sent goosebumps flying across my skin.

His voice was cold and rough. It sounded vaguely like something I’d heard in one of the fifty shades series as he rasped; “God, you’re beautiful.”

And gosh, something about his words… something about the way he’d said them made my pussy clench with desire. I could feel my juices leaking out of me and when I vaguely, smelled my arousal, my face heated up because I knew that he could smell it

too.

But he was unfazed.

“I want to worship you… the ground you walk on… the air you exhale…” he groaned, his voice trailing off when he leaned down to pluck one of my nipples into his mouth.

The feeling sent an array of very wild sensations running down my spine. And heavens, I thrashed. I convulsed. I cried, shaking violently when his tongue began to lap across the surface of my pebbed nipples, his hands trailing hot lines across my body.

I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep myself stable when his fingers began to glide between my thighs.

And this time, when I threw my head back, I could swear that I saw stars and even the entire F**king universe!

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“Can I?” He moaned into my chest, his breath sending vibrations across my already sensitive nipple; And even though I had no idea what he was asking for, I found myself nodding.

“Yes-s!”

“Lani?”

“Yes! F**k me!” I yelled, fisting my hands into his shirt that I now suddenly it wanted

gone:

As if reading my thoughts, he immediately tore the shirt off his body and leaned down, kissed me one more time on the lips before his fingers slipped my already drenched panties to the side and then went straight into my cunt.

I jerked, crying out for being so intimately penetrated like this.

For the first few seconds, he hesitated, as if giving me a moment to get accustomed to his fingers inside of me, and when I finally did, he began to glide in and out… in and

out…

Until I couldn’t take it anymore.

Until incoherent gibberish began to slip out of my lips uncontrollably.

At the moment, I totally forgot about my family’s cries or the fact that a psycho named Darius was probably looking out for me as we speak… I also didn’t even care that we were in my cramped office and that he’d ruined our clothes, making it close to impossible for any of us to walk out of here without raising suspicions.

All I cared about was the feel of his fingers in my cunt. All I cared about was his hot breath and the way it fanned my chest as he groaned while he finger F**ked me.

I rolled my hips against his hands, wanting him to go deeper… faster.

And he did.

I closed my eyes when the sound of skin smacking against skin filled my ears and I threw my head back, holding my legs further apart when he continued to plunge into me with reckless abandon, his muffled groans increasing in tempo whenever he hit my g-spot.

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