Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

At this moment, Willow’s leg directly pressed against Jasper’s crotch. As he drew a deep breath, his lingering drowsiness was dispelled by her unexpected actions. Yet, with each sigh that escaped his lips, he held onto the hope that, in due time, she might retract her leg from his body. His intuition proved correct. As she lay there, she sensed an uneasy presence brushing against her calf, prompting her to roll onto her side.

With a deep exhale of relief, he felt a soothing comfort wash over him. Then, he drew her into a tender embrace, their bodies fitting together like a perfectly arched bow. Unexpectedly, she turned her head again, ending up face-to-face with him.

Their faces hovered mere inches apart, and a delicate exhale from Willow grazed Jasper’s jawline as her cheek gently met his profile. Hence, he closed his eyes and felt helpless at this moment. However, she thought that this position was uncomfortable, so she turned her back to him, and her bottom ended up directly against his sensitive area, snugly fitting on it.

His once placid breath now quickened as if caught in a race against time. Does she know how to sleep? She changed her sleeping position five times in just a few minutes.

she had to

to get up, a slender arm wrapped around his neck, making him lean down. A warm and alluring face drew near in that fleeting moment, and her ruby lips teasingly grazed the corner of his lips. As this gentle caress graced him, an electrifying wave of sensation

she softly nuzzled against his face. In this tender moment, she exuded the enchanting allure of a coquettish cat,

endurance and self-control saved him from surrendering to: the tempting urge to kiss Willow. Then, with a gentle whisper, he implored, “Willow, sleep

her surprise was evident in the hazy glint that met the sight of the handsome face hovering nearby. She

with a mix of emotions. She couldn’t help but wonder, What did I just do to him? “Get some sleep.

this hour without him by her side filled Willow with genuine fear. Thus, she summoned her courage and gently pressed her hands against his chest, firmly pinning

mat. The dim lighting couldn’t hide the unmistakable surprise that flickered in

couldn’t conceal. Suddenly, her long hair cascaded provocatively on his chest, caressing his skin with the grace of a feather, evoking a delightful flutter in his heart. Amidst a throaty whisper, he