Chapter Ten
Ellie
The silvery light of dawn filtered through the sheer window shades on the back wall of the bedroom. I came awake to feel Jacob’s hands mapping my body, my n*****s tightening, and slick heat building between my thighs. A soft whimper escaped when he lazily cupped one of my breasts, brushing his thumb across the hard peak.
The sound from me appeared to be something he’d been waiting for. He shifted, deftly rolling me over. Then, his lips were tracing their way across my body—the graze of his teeth on a n****e, a swirl of his tongue on the other, a hot, damp kiss on my belly, and his hands gliding up my thighs and pushing my knees apart.
Everything felt as if it were in slow motion—a languid, sensual web of desire spinning around me. Jacob’s lips, teeth, tongue, and hand
