Chapter 1249:

Soon Jayden, unable to control himself, quickened his pace and intensified things. Elyse opened her eyes and looked down to see Jayden’s hands moving freely across her chest. “Jayden, you idiot, you’re doing it again!” Elyse tried to reprimand him, but her words came out in a soft, almost tender tone. Without slowing down, Jayden tightened his grip on her and said, “You agreed to this. I asked if you wanted to share this moment with me, and you said yes.” “What? That’s a lie. I don’t remember any of this!” Elyse protested, tilting her head back, struggling with the intense sensation as a few tears of relief gently ran down her cheeks. Jayden had spread her legs wide, leaving Elyse feeling unmistakably exposed. The position had felt wrong from the start, an uncomfortable instinct she’d felt as soon as she straddled him. And now there was no mistaking it. When she tried to pull her legs back together, it was already too late. Jayden kept moving inside her, and each moment stretched out like an endless journey. Elyse could feel herself reaching her limit, her endurance running out. Finally she gasped, “Enough, please. I’m exhausted—I need a break.” But Jayden only held her face, his lips descending in a cascade of intense kisses, each one drowning her in a torrent of sensations she couldn’t resist. She could barely catch her breath, feeling the sheer force of his presence overwhelm her. And then, just as her breath threatened to fail, Jayden’s fierce kiss softened, pulling away as he took in her ragged breaths. In a softer tone, he murmured, “You’re exhausted, aren’t you? How about a massage to ease you into some sweet dreams? I’ll make sure you get a good night’s sleep.” With that, his movements grew stronger, each thrust unearthing an intensity that seemed to press deeper, hitting spots that made her wince in discomfort. But Jayden relished every second, his pleasure peaking as he watched her struggle, her body betraying her restraint as she struggled to keep her composure. What Elyse didn’t know was how her face seemed to light up, revealing a vulnerable, undeniable pleasure every time she murmured, “No.” Jayden understood her shyness all too well; he knew she had trouble saying what she really wanted. So he took the lead, confident in his hold over her. He could feel her surrendering to him, some part of her unspoken, perhaps even unacknowledged, but there nonetheless. By the time it was all over and Jayden lifted her back into bed, Elyse was already asleep. Looking down at her serene expression, the blush still glowing on her cheeks, Jayden felt a gentle warmth swell in his chest. . . .