Chapter 174

It seemed that their sweet whispers today had struck a chord unlike any other. Jocelyn and Melvin were more passionate than ever in their lovemaking.

They explored each other with an intensity that was both fervent and tender, their synchronized breaths painting the room with an electric excitement. They kept the lights on, basking in the glow that illuminated every expression, every contour of pleasure that crossed their faces.

Jocelyn was surpased by how much she reveled in the brightness of the room. It was far from the veiled intimacy of darkness. It was a raw exposure that tantalized every sense, an addiction that was hard to quit.

Melvin, ever so controlled, never crossed the final threshold. Each time she thought they were at the brink, he would rein it back, though never at the expense of her ecstasy.

He whispered huskily into her ear, “You’re all mine…”

That sultry voice sent shivers down her spine. She clung to him, murmuring coyly and breathlessly, “Yes.”

It was as if a mighty army poised for battle had finally received its orders. What followed was a relentless onslaught, unstoppable and utterly consuming until there was nothing left but surrender.

The sheets were drenched.

Exhausted to the bone, Jocelyn felt as though Melvin had melted her very skeleton.

Melvin wrapped his arms around her from behind, his breath hot against her ear, his presence an intoxicating warmth.

His hand gently rested on her abdomen as he asked in a gravelly voice, “Is your period coming soon?”

With her eyes closed, Jocelyn counted the date and then nodded, “I think so.”

“I don’t like that.”

“What?”

“The condom. Even the thinnest barrier is still a barrier.”

Jocelyn didn’t want to talk about it.

But she couldn’t deny the truth in his words. The sensation was indeed different.

Perhaps because they were so consumed by each other, they fell asleep without bothering to clean up.

to attend school the following

Even after a wild night, she

refreshing shower, she approached the still-sleeping Melvin and smiled, leaving a

her hand, his eyes bleary with sleep. “Where

go of

will you be back?”

noon,” she patted his hand. “Stop it, I really have to

her, “Lunch together?”

to be

“Okay.”

“Bye now.”

“Bye.”

pillow, watching her with

couldn’t help but laugh as she closed the door

am,” Melvin’s morning voice was

a smile, “Whatever.” With that, she shut the door.

too much. He went for a shower and changed the sheets. Once done, he was no longer dozy. He settled into the living room and dialed Willow’s number.

from Melvin. She

chosen a quaint little café, a pet project of their mutual friend Zephyr. The place was infused with the delicate aroma of

Chapte

though

like this was akin to

coffee

leave them be, preferring to pour the

by the café. The sound of

did you want to meet?” Willow asked, barely containing

to me last time and take it

smile faded as she stared into her

sincere about my feelings for you. Yet,

regarded her coolly, “We’ve known each other long enough, no need for

Willow looked

coffee, appreciating Zephyr’s taste. The flavor

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