Evermore - Cheradine

Chapter 22

The first thing I felt was the warmth. Cheryl's naked body nestled close, her skin pressed gently against mine beneath the covers. The early morning light was just beginning to filter through the curtains, casting a soft, golden glow over the room. I could sense her stirring next to me, and a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips, even as I kept my eyes closed.

Before I could fully wake up, I felt Cheryl's breath on my ear, followed by the softest whisper, "Happy birthday, gorgeous girlfriend of mine." The way her voice wrapped around those words sent a shiver down my spine. My eyes fluttered open, the words sinking in as a warm, almost giddy feeling spread through me.

Girlfriend.

The word lingered in the air, wrapping around my heart like an embrace. Before I could fully process it, I felt Cheryl's lips trailing down the side of my neck, placing gentle, lingering kisses that made my heart skip a beat. I turned my head slightly, catching her eye with a soft, pleased smile.

"Girlfriend, huh?" I murmured, my voice still thick with sleep, but laced with the thrill of hearing that word from her lips.

Cheryl paused her kisses, her eyes locking with mine, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Well, it's true, isn't it?" she said, her voice teasing yet tender, as she gently brushed a strand of hair away from my face. "Or did you forget? The beautiful sunset, me nervous speech, the thoughtful gift, me being incredibly charming, you being all cute, those breathtaking kisses..."

I couldn't help but grin, my heart swelling with affection as I whispered back, "Yeah, I think I remember some of that," I joked softly.

"Come on, don't act like you don't remember every single detail. I bet you even dreamed about it," she added, her tone smug but light, eyes twinkling with that familiar cheekiness.

I rolled my eyes playfully at her, but the truth was, she wasn't wrong.

"Don't worry, me lovely girlfriend," Cheryl went on, her smile turning into the most irresistible one I'd ever seen. "I dreamed about it too."

She slipped her hand under the blanket, her fingers cool against the warmth of my skin, and found their way to my hip. She began tracing slow, deliberate circles, each gentle touch sending waves of warmth through me. I could feel the anticipation building, the intimacy of the moment making my heart race. When our eyes met, I could see a playful glint in hers. A spark of mischief mixed with desire.

"I also dreamed about giving you another gift," she murmured, her voice soft but full of promise. Her fingers continued their teasing exploration, making it hard to focus on anything else. "One that has you screaming me name as you come just for us." Her voice dropped lower, taking on a sultry tone as she leaned in closer, her lips just a breath away from mine.

"Should I demonstrate it?" she asked, her tone thick with seduction. She didn't wait for an answer. Instead, she closed the gap between us, capturing my lips in a deep, lingering kiss that made my heart race. The kiss was unhurried but intense, her lips moving against mine in a way that made everything else fade away. I melted into the kiss, her warmth and closeness filling me with passion and tenderness.

The kiss deepened, and Cheryl's hand moved with a deliberate confidence, her touch more assured as it travelled across my skin. My breath hitched, the anticipation building like a storm inside me. She had a way of making me feel like the centre of the universe, her focus entirely on me, her touch both tender and electric, sparking fire in every nerve she grazed.

Cheryl's lips left mine, trailing down my neck with a series of soft, teasing kisses that sent shivers coursing through my body. My hands found their way to her back, fingers digging into her skin as she moved lower, each kiss growing more insistent, more intense. The warmth of her breath against my skin was maddening, each touch making my body hum with desire.