Chapter 15 #2
Sensing my urgency, he made short work of my pants and I was laid bare before him.
There was still a small part that was nervous about all of that, but the pure adoration in his eyes squashed it down.
I smiled to let him know everything was okay, I was okay, I wanted all of him.
He knelt down at the edge of the bed, his hands gliding across the sensitive flesh of my thighs.
His heated breath whispered across my sex, his tongue following in its wake.
My back arched again, and I moaned loudly, which served to encourage him.
He reached up and massaged my breasts while he went down on me, sucking, pulling me close to the edge.
My hips bucked of their own volition as he stroked harder.
I was nearly ready to come only seconds into it.
The pace picked up and I got louder, praying that my neighbors would forgive me.
This man was tearing me apart in the most delectable way and I didn’t want him to stop.
The pressure in my core increased, my insides churning excitedly until it all released.
Pleasure, as I’d never known, crashed into me, stealing my breath, the world around me exploding into vivid clarity for a moment.
I shuddered; my hips jerked as his tongue slowed.
His gray eyes watched me with silent fascination.
Even though I’d gotten mine, he continued licking, tasting.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d assume he was enjoying himself.
But I wanted to please him the way he had me.
I tried to pull away, but he latched onto my legs, increasing the pressure again.
There was only so much I could fight against, and I felt another orgasm building quickly.
A crackling noise caught my attention and, without stopping, he held up a condom between his fingers. I nodded, desperate to feel him moving inside of me. It vanished below the edge of the bed and I heard his pants coming undone.
Yes, this was what I wanted. Please.
The muscles in my core were tightening again, preparing for another release, when Jace pulled away and stood.
His enormous cock was suited up and ready for me.
I found my mouth watering at the sight, deciding I would have a taste of him the next time.
He teased my entrance, running the tip back and forth, then eased himself inside.
Nothing had ever felt so perfect as when he was fully sheathed inside of me.
He grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his waist, then started moving.
It was achingly slow at first, but I felt every inch of him moving out and back in.
When our eyes met, he made a show of licking the pad of his thumb, then lowered it slowly and pressed it to my clit.
My entire body tensed, and he groaned as my muscles tightened around him.
He finally started picking up his pace, swirling his thumb around my still incredibly sensitive flesh.
I panted and moaned, wanting him to move faster, harder.
He pulled me closer to the edge of the bed and grabbed one leg, setting it up on his shoulder, then slammed into me.
I cried out, nearing another end. His thumb kept rubbing relentlessly and he grunted as his cock hardened even more.
The heat radiating from him turned up a notch.
He leaned forward and I grabbed his face with my hands.
Our eyes met, and for a long moment, the world around us froze.
It was a beautiful moment, both of us on the brink of orgasm, cheeks flushed with lust.
Then the world rushed back to us on a wave of ecstasy. I clung to him, riding it out with him as he thrust with each contraction of my muscles. He dropped my leg and leaned over me, and I met his lips with mine.
Divine didn’t come close to that experience, and it was one I hoped to repeat soon.
The next morning, my mind came back to reality with my body in Jace’s arms. Stretching, I took an assessment of the delicious aches all over my body.
They made me smile lazily.
“Don’t be smug,” Jace mumbled.
Laughing, I pressed a kiss to his jaw.
“How are you feeling?” He squeezed me closer.
“Strange,” I admitted. “But it’s a good strange.”
“Actually, me too.”
I thought about everything we did last night and replayed some of the best moments. “Do you even realize how hot your body is?” Now he looked smug. I slapped his chest lightly. “I meant your skin. It gets extremely hot to the touch.”
He tensed for a moment before adjusting and pressing a kiss to my hair. “I’m aware of it. Did it give you any discomfort or anything?”
I shook my head. “It’ll come in handy during the winter.” I paused because I made a clear indication. I saw him in my life further down the line. But that didn’t mean he did. “I’m sorry, I—”
He cut me off. “No.” He moved and seconds later I was underneath him. He stared deep into my eyes.
“I fully intend to keep you warm for many nights for many winters. As many as you’ll let me.”
My breath caught in my throat as he smiled.
“Do I need to make my intentions clearer?”
I didn’t say anything, just looked at his lips.
With a growl, he buried his face in my neck and licked a spot on my shoulder. “You were made for me. One day, you’ll be mine totally and completely.”
Damn. Smooth.