25. Jace #2
There’s people everywhere as I push inside the maze to chase after Sienna. Couples and friends line the maze, and I almost think that I won’t be able to find her in this frenzy until a blur of pink flashes in my peripheral, heading into the employee only section.
What are you up to, angel?
I follow her carefully, sure to be discreet enough that no one will see us as I follow her into a part of the maze that’s closed off.
It takes nothing for me to slide the mask on as I slip in behind her.
The room is lit with red and pink lighting, with mirrors all around and a heart shaped, red velvet bed in the center on a spinning showcase.
Sienna stands in the very center of the room, her back to me as I stand behind her, but I can feel her eyes on me through the mirror, watching my every move.
The lights in the room flicker nonstop between pink and red, emanating a strobe light effect as I slowly approach my girl. Loud laughs and cheers echo in the distance just feet away, but in here, it’s only us.
Sienna’s breathing is heavy, her deep inhales and exhales hardening me as I wrap my hands around her waist. She sighs as I pull her curly ponytail from her shoulder, the plastic lips of the mask tickling the skin of her neck, causing her to gasp.
“I’m gonna need you to be very, very quiet. Think you can do that for me, angel?”
Sienna’s sharp intake of breath is all the push I need to move my hand up her hoodie, gripping one of her breasts as she melts into me.
“Take…Take it off,” she gasps as I tilt her head for more access to her neck.
“Hm?” I hum, my fingers pinching her nipples as she groans.
“Take off the mask,” she shivers, “I want to see your face when you take me.”
I gulp at the implication of her words, she couldn’t possibly… Did she say ‘take’ her? Taking the mask off, I drop it near the foot of the bed, her words dancing around my mind and spurring me on as I kiss the length of her neck.
Sienna's breath is shaky, her mouth forming an ‘o’ shape as my fingers trail under her skirt, finding the hem of her lace underwear.
I watch her in the mirrors as she bucks against the finger that I insert inside her, grinding against it.
My thumb finds her clit, pushing down on it as I pump in another finger.
“Fuck Jace…” She sighs, her head rolling back against my chest as lick down her neck, blowing it with cool air, my fingers working her with ease.
“Kiss me?” she asks softly, and she doesn’t have to ask twice. In an instant, my lips are locked with hers, my other hand decorating her neck like a necklace as I pump my fingers in and out of her.
I’d give this girl the world and so much more. She just needs to say the words, and it’s hers.
Sienna’s teeth tug at my bottom lip, making a popping noise as we part. I grin down as she gives me a pleasure-filled smile, her eyes clouded with lust as I kiss and suck on her neck.
“Jace, baby…I’m ready,” she breathes out quietly as voices on the outside remind her that we’re not alone. The lights in the ‘room’ flicker as my heart rate rackets higher.
“Huh?” is all I can say to her, and I feel like a fucking asshole for being tongue tied at a time like this of all times. My fingers fall from Sienna’s warmth, her wetness coating them as she twists in my grip, a blaze of fire in her eyes as she faces me head on.
Sienna’s gaze darkens, her eyes hooding over as she licks her lips and fuck , I might just come from the sight of her.
“I said I’m ready. I didn’t let you chase me around just to finger me,” Her tongue skates around her top row of teeth, stealing my attention as she smirks. “I want you to fuck me.”
“So bend over.”
My blood thrums loudly in my ears as Sienna does as she’s told without question, bending over the bed and baring her ass to me. I send a quick thank you to the Fates as all the blood in my body shoots to my dick at the sight of her, ready for me.
In no time, I’m pulling a condom from inside my wallet and slipping it on. Knowing that Sienna is a virgin has me wishing that I could give her more foreplay and ease her into this, but seeing as I’ve known the impatient woman my entire life, I know that she’s not going to wait for this any longer.
“If anything and I mean anything makes you uncomfortable, say the word and we stop this,” I command, my voice stern as she smiles against the sheet.
“Yes, sir ,” she says mockingly. A smile cracks on my face at her sassiness.
She’s going to pay for that one.
Aligning myself with her opening, I let out a deep breath, slowly exhaling as I inch myself in.
Sienna groans from the intrusion, my girth stretching her to a limit she’s never felt before.
I squeeze my eyes shut. Her tightness makes me see stars as I slowly pull away and inch myself in again.
She moans and flinches, and I halt my movement.
“That’s too much, you’re not supposed to shove it all in at once!” she whispers, lifting her upper half up a bit to look back at me as I smirk.
“That was only the tip, angel.” I smirk as her eyes widen.
She gulps, turning back around as the lights flicker to red, and I ease myself in again. Her hand shoots behind herself, gripping my forearm, pausing me.
“Just stick it in! You edging it in—” she gasps, moaning into the bed as I push my full length into her, her body shaking as I groan.
“What was that?” I taunt, leaning down to her ear as she sighs.
“Shut up and fuck me, psycho,” she responds breathlessly as I chuckle, kissing her shoulder softly.
“Yes, ma’am.” I push all the way in, chuckling softly as she screams into the sheets. Her hands shoot out to grip them as I adjust myself inside her, pumping slowly.
Sienna clenches around me so tight, my eyes shut in response as I groan. I push deeper into her, pumping slowly in and out. Sienna cries out, her arch deepening as she pushes up on her tiptoes, allowing me more access to her.
“Fuck…” I mumble, gripping her hips as I dive in deeper, pumping slow and hard. Sienna’s moans are muffled by the bed, and I don’t like it one bit.
I want the whole world to know whose dick she’s taking. I lift her body up, my pace unrelenting as my hand settles in its rightful spot on her neck. I tilt her head back, encompassing her lips with my own as I fuck her faster .
“Oh! Ja—” she screams and I halt my movements, slowing my pace as she leans a little, looking me in my eyes.
“You gotta be quiet or I’m going to have to use my hands to keep you quiet,” I tell her, holding her gaze as she smirks daringly.
“Do it then.”
Fuck.
I don’t know what comes over me. I don’t know if it’s the weirdly freaky room, the idea of being caught, the woman in my presence, or all of the above, but I’m changing positions in an instant. I pull out, picking Sienna up and dropping her down on my dick, drilling up into her.
When she tries to moan aloud, I seal my lips against her, kissing and swallowing her cries of pleasure. Our bodies are in sync as I coax us both to an orgasm, seeing stars as I drill into her.
Sienna clenches around me hard, her own climax building and exploding out as she cries loudly into my mouth, her covered breasts moving hard against my chest as I come to the brink of my own climax, happy to have given her an orgasm twice today.
My pace quickens as I burrow into her, my body tingling and balls tightening as I come, finishing inside of her with a loud, throaty groan.
“Angel.”
Our breathing is rapid as we both come down from our highs, the clarity of what we just did settling in my stomach like a swarm of butterflies.
Sienna’s gaze searches mine as if for any signs that I’d do something to jeopardize this thing that we have going between us, and I’d rather be shot in the heart than hurt this woman.
Putting all of my feelings and emotions in a kiss, I hold Sienna close as I slowly pull out of her, discarding the used condom. She watches with a shy smile as I buckle my pants, and I can’t help but to laugh at the unseriousness of this all as we help each other look presentable.
“That was…”
“Amazing.” She blushes, hiding her face as I hug her.
We sneak out of the ‘room’, avoiding the crowd of people entering the maze. My arm is wrapped around her shoulders as we walk through the back of the building. I’m about to kiss her forehead again, feeling more affectionate than ever as she comes to a halt, intaking sharply.
“I…I have to go.” She frowns, worry creasing her brow as she looks up from her phone at me.
“What?” I ask, taken aback as a line forms between her brows.
“It’s Cleo…I-I’m sorry.”
And with that, she leaves.
Again.