CHAPTER 18: THE WALL

Holding my hip, I shifted in bed, finding a comfortable spot on its softness. My body felt so bruised that if I moved an inch, I'd bleed.

"Couldn't sleep?" Eric's voice filled my ears.

His arm snaked around my waist, making sure that his palm would brush on my bare skin under the thick blanket.

"Feeling sore?"

He should know how monstrous he is in bed.

Dropping a kiss on the side of my neck, I suddenly felt fine.

Our bareness undercovers aids the coldness of the night. It's fiery and igniting another spark.

"Like hell," I answered, which made him laugh.

His breath poked the skin behind my ear, causing the hair on my nape to sizzle, forming goosebumps.

A silent hiss escaped my lips when I felt the tip of his tongue map my skin. On my nape, the side of my neck, and my jaw. It twirls right on my sweet spot, starting another fire.

My hands gripped the sheets, feeling so sated even without having him inside of me.

His palm travels from my belly down to my thigh, keeping its slow and sensual