Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
Jace
I step beneath the streaming water, and run my fingers through my hair, rinsing away the shampoo. My back muscles are sore from being hunched over for four hours inking a client. The heat feeling good on my shoulders.
Stretching my arms back, I’m taken by surprise when a set of delicate hands slide around my waist. Instantly I tense and place my hands over them as I start to spin.
Looking over my shoulder, Aurora peeks up at me, and smiles.
“Well,” I say as I finish turning around and glide my palms over her slick body.
Fuck the sight of her is almost too much to bear.
She is incredible, breathtaking. The words are hanging on the tip of my tongue, but honestly, I’m floored. I’ve had this dream, more times than I can count I’ve imagined this. Her standing before me, mine to touch and to taste, to explore.
“We might be late to the party,” she whispers, stepping closer. The water beading on her skin, her nipples hard, brushing up against my chest.
“We might.” I pause with my hands on her hips, holding her still so I can take her in completely. The very second her palms slide over my chest, and continue lower, her fingertips dragging ever so slowly over my lower stomach and thighs, I feel like I could crumble to the floor.
“We are definitely gonna be late,” I assure her, moving in and cupping her face, pulling her toward me. Turning, I press her back against the wall of the shower and cover her mouth with my own, swallowing her moan.
I never expected this.
I’d done everything I can short of locking myself up to keep from taking things with Aurora too far. I wanted to do things right with Ror.
“We’ve been walking around each other, like we are each afraid of what to say or do,” she whispers against my lips. “I don’t want to be afraid. I don’t want to be too worried to react. I just want to let go and I want us to feel.”
I get what she means, the invisible wall that has been up between us. The one making us constantly analyze our every move, every word.
“Then feel.” I kiss her softly on the jaw before trailing kisses along the side of her neck. Leaning in to me, I take the opportunity to turn her, continuing to trail kisses along her shoulder and then down her back. Dragging my tongue along the way she presses her palms to the shower wall and arches her back.
Fuck her ass is incredible, the contour of her lower back, she is perfection.
Working my way back up, I move her beneath that water and she tips her head back allowing the water to run over her hair. The way the water cascades over her shoulder, over her chest, I can’t stop myself from leaning in and sucking the water off her nipple, biting gently.
Her hands immediately grab my head, holding me to her chest as she fists my hair.
“You like that, baby?”
“Yes.” She grips my hair tighter.
Kneeling before her ignoring the bite of the pull on my hair, I kiss her lower stomach and look up watching her lips part. As if she can read the thoughts racing through my mind, she parts her legs and her hips thrust forward, needing me to touch her as much as I need it.
As I tease the crease of her legs with my thumb, her breathing picks up, and she continues to move her hips, begging without using the words.
I flip off the water, and it’s like a bucket of ice cold water over her, she looks at me, her eyes narrowing, and I try not to laugh at the disappointment in her eyes.
“The things that I want to do you, can’t be done in a wet shower.” I stand, cupping her face once more, kissing her. “The second I get my mouth on you, I promise you, I will make your legs weak. I want to be able to enjoy the taste of you and not worry about you falling to the shower floor.”
Backing up, I take her with me, toweling both of us off enough that we won’t make a puddle, then I take her hand in mine and lead her to my bedroom.
“Lay down.” She sits on the end of the bed, and I grip her waist moving her back farther. Pushing her knees apart, I kneel down before her and take in the sight of her.
“Fuck that’s pretty,” I whisper more to myself than her but notice the way her cheeks redden from my comment. When she attempts to close her legs, I hold them apart and position my body between her knees. “No, don’t hide, Ror. Don’t take this from me, I’ve thought about doing this to you so many times.”
Leaning in, I drag the tip of my tongue over her clit and instantly her hips buck.
“You’ve thought about it to.” I do it again, and her gaze locks with mine. “Haven’t you?”
“Yes,” her response comes out in a needy whisper.
I give her what she wants and suck on her, pushing a finger through her folds. “Fuck baby, you taste incredible.”
Again she fists my hair tight, holding my head in position, then her hips start moving.
“There you go, ride my face, babe.” Nothing is sexier than her getting demanding, taking what she needs and wants without pause.
Adding a finger, I start pumping into her, and her back arches up, as she grips the sheets on her side.
Panting, whispers of yes, more, yes fall from her lips. I continue hungry for her release, then she ignites. Her hips jerking, as she rides out her orgasm.
In search of a condom I hurry to the nightstand, and crawl onto the bed beside her, before she even knows I’m gone. Pressing my lips to hers she sucks on my lips and knowing that she is tasting herself on my lips is a major turn on.
“I’m so ready to feel you,” I tell her, sheathing myself in between kisses.
“Please,” she grabs at me, trying to pull me over her, “I want you.”
Crawling over her, she parts her legs and I feel her wetness and I shift slowly against her. Her cheeks are flushed, and the needy look in her eyes as she looks up at me…it’s all too much.
I’m not a feely type of guy, I never have been. Sex for me has always been two people racing toward one goal, to get off. There have never been any heavy feelings, I didn’t have time for any of that shit.
Yet here I am, my chest so tight, my entire body trembling with more want than I have ever felt before in my life. This isn’t just some girl, this is Aurora. And whether I’m ready to admit aloud or now, she is the one and only woman I have ever loved.
“We start now,” I whisper, as I nudge her opening and she nods her head. Pausing I wait until she opens her eyes and gives me her full attention. “All the shit before this, all the uncertainty, we leave it behind.” I push inside of her, ever so slowly and her lips part. “You with me?”
Again she nods.
“Give me the words, babe.”
“Yes,” Aurora pants, as I pull out and then slowly repeat the motion, pushing in deep once again. “I’m with you,” she assures me and it’s all I need.
Picking up the pace of my movements, my toes curl into the sheets and I bit her shoulder softly.
Her greedy little pussy tightens around my cock as I thrust harder and faster.
“You feel so good,” I tell her, unable to control the shakiness in my voice. I’m hanging on the edge feeling like teen-age boy with little to no control. “So fucking good,” I growl, knowing that I’m hanging on the edge.
The moment her fingernails dig into the flesh of my shoulders and her legs tighten around my waist I know that she is close.
And when she crumbles I do too, barely able to hold myself up without collapsing over her.