Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 58

Chapter 58

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Joycelyn noticed that Ellison hadn’t moved and hadn’t eaten the cake she’d offered him. Suddenly, she felt like she had

crossed a line.

Her face froze for a moment, and she immediately pulled her hand back, lowering her head to eat the cake off the spoon herself.

Joycelyn felt awkward and embarrassed inside.

Why did I do something so intimate? I was just asking for trouble, she thought.

Determined not to look back at Ellison, she focused on eating the cake, trying to avoid any further awkwardness.

Ellison, leaning on the sofa with one hand, had moved to the carpet.

Joycelyn, recognizing the moment, shifted over to make room for him.

“Is it good?” Ellison asked, noticing her flushed face as she ate the cake intently.

“It’s quite good. Let me get you a clean spoon.” Joycelyn, in her haste, hadn’t noticed a bit of cream on her lips.

Ellison caught her hand as she reached for the spoon, gently pulling her toward him.

“Aren’t you supposed to feed me? Hmm?” His voice was low and raspy, his gaze darkening.

Joycelyn blinked, her head slightly lowering as she whispered, “I’m afraid you’ll dislike me feeding you something I’ve eaten.”

Ellison’s eyes gleamed for a moment, his tone rich with mystery, “Have I ever had too little from you?”

Without waiting for an answer, Ellisòn smiled faintly and lowered his head, capturing her lips. He took the cream from her lips with a soft kiss.

For what felt like an eternity, Joycelyn was lost in the sensation, her body floating as if on a cloud.

His kiss was unrestrained, but not harsh, and Joycelyn felt as if she were drifting in the air, weightless.

The soft, wet sounds echoed in her ears as her heartbeat raced wildly.

Neither of them closed their eyes, and Joycelyn’s heart raced.

She could see nothing but his tender, deep eyes.

Ellison finally pulled away, breathing heavily, his lips still close to hers. She felt his warm breath on her

face, his thumb brushing the corner of her mouth.

sweet.”

breathy and delicate. She looked up at him, her gaze soft with a mixture of awe

warm breath hitting her cheek,

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playful but soft, “You’re

heat through

spoke, Joycelyn almost wanted to bite her own tongue. Those words, spoken after such a passionate kiss, carried a tantalizing mix of resistance and

she knew exactly what he

and mystery, his voice husky as he said, “Finish the cake, then go take a shower. Tonight, you’ll sleep

heart raced, but she gathered her thoughts,

can do other things.” “Huh?” Joycelyn’s eyes widened slightly, confused at first, before her face flushed deeply. Before she could say anything else, she grabbed her things and quickly retreated upstairs. As she showered, she reflected quietly, thinking that her period should keep things in check.

finished and Ellison called her to bed, she walked into the room only to be pinned against the wall with another kiss.

morning, as Joycelyn worked on a proposal, her hands were slower than usual, each word typed

was in a

sleep well

her a small smile, “No,

you look so tired? You’re typing like

Joycelyn almost wanted to cry.

because of

of a headache from drinking too much last night,” Joycelyn quickly

a sigh of relief. “What does your boyfriend do, by the way? He sounds so strict. When I

Being with Ellison always made

good heart. He’s kind to

had just finished a high–level meeting, came back

serious and stopped chatting with

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playful but soft,

a wave of heat through Ellison’s

spoke, Joycelyn almost wanted to bite her own tongue. Those words, spoken after such a passionate kiss, carried a tantalizing mix of resistance and

she knew exactly what

his voice husky as he said, “Finish the cake, then go take a shower. Tonight, you’ll sleep in

presence seemed to surround her entirely. Joycelyn’s heart raced, but she gathered her thoughts, saying with a soft

deeply. Before she could say anything else, she grabbed her things and quickly retreated

and Ellison called her to bed, she walked into the room only to be pinned against the wall with another

morning, as Joycelyn worked on a proposal, her hands

like she was in a daze.

did you not sleep well last night? Did

her a small smile, “No,