Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 83

“Can you let go of me now? You’re hurting me,” Joycelyn said, hekling out for about half a minute, before finally poking his hand.

The back of his hand was tense, veins visibly bulging, and just aall poke made her fingers feel like they were being pricked.

Ellison didn’t let go but loosened his grip slightly. He took a step forward and, walking side by side with Joycelyn, said, “Come to the room with me.”

“Oh, come on, I’ve been through so much today. Please, let me off the hook, will you?” Joycelyn softened her tone and begged.

She had wanted to sleep in his arms earlier, but now she just waited some space.

Tonight, she was going to sleep by herself.

“You already said we’re in sync in bed, so I need to make sure you get the full experience,” Ellison replied, displeased, as he didn’t let Joycelyn feel comfortable either.

He grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the master bedroom

Joycelyn followed reluctantly, thinking about her period, but she couldn’t help but still follow him in tiny steps.

Ellison was a catch, and she wasn’t about to let herself feel guilty for sleeping beside him.

Adults know that love and sex can be separate, Joycelyn told herself. But as she lay beside him and felt his warmth and heartbeat, even she didn’t quite believe her own reasoning

What was supposed to be a peaceful, cozy night in bed–where their breaths synchronized and they seemed to be asleep- lasted for about ten minutes before Ellison couldn’t hold back.

“Joycelyn, what you said in the bathroom earlier, repeat it for me Ellison asked, breaking the silence.

In the dim light, Joycelyn glanced briefly toward the darkness but immediately shut her eyes tighter, pretending to sleep. Ellison wasn’t sleeping either. He wanted to catch her off guard.

“Joycelyn, wake up.” Ellison shifted, leaning on one arm while using the other to gently pinch her cheek. He didn’t believe she had fallen asleep so quickly.

stayed still, not making a sound, and kept

low, and he couldn’t stop staring at

matter what he did, Joycelyn wouldn’t wake

to get her to

hold him. She nestled her head comfortably into the crook of his arm.

and soft body rubbed against

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Chapter 83

closer, and Ellison stopped, allowing her to rest in his arms. He wrapped his arm around

next morning, Joycelyn was woken up by the sound of

fumbled for the phone for a

for breakfast.” Ellison’s soothing ice

her voice muffled

a cheerful barking sound on the other end.

immediately snapped awake,

despite the soreness in her body, quickly slipped on her slippers,

his morning run, and was already dressed in a shirt and trousers, sitting at the dining

little white dog sat on the

imposing figure with a presence that screamed “stay away” from anyone,

as soon as she saw

her, tail wagging

since I last saw you,” Joycelyn said as she sat down on the floor, scooping

couldn’t stop sniffing

expression of distaste, though he tolerated the fluffy dog for her sake.

you smell so good! Did you get a bath? How’s the training going? Joycelyn continued to shower Rocky with affection, treating him

and the bond between the two was

furrowed his brow. He