Chapter 22
Caleb
“Finally!”
I jerked at the sound of Jace’s voice at the same time that a blast of cool air went through the shower as the door was pulled open. I was about to protest the interruption when my eyes fell on Jace’s body.
Jace’s naked body.
Jace’s gorgeous, naked, ripped body.
He stepped into the shower and pulled the door shut, then pressed up against me, stealing some of the water from the spray.
“Finally, what?” I asked. “Did you have trouble getting her down?”
“No, she was out before I even put her in the crib.” He nuzzled the back of my neck. “ Finally , we get a shower that’s bigger than a phone booth.”
“A phone booth? What’s that?” I joked.
Jace’s teeth closed over the lobe of my ear. “You’ll pay for that, whippersnapper.”
“Promise? Because I don’t see any Sno Balls in here, and I’m not sure you can top what you did with those.”
Jace’s hands slid up and down my sides. “Challenge accepted,” he murmured, then he turned my head and sealed his mouth over mine. I moaned into the kiss, then turned around in his arms and practically attacked him.
We’d been back in the U.S. for only three days and things had gone into overdrive.
The pre-trial hearing I’d been scheduled to testify at had been pushed back by a week so that the lawyers could do yet more legal wrangling.
I’d already been stressed about the whole thing, but also eager to get it over with so the actual trial could get scheduled and the entire ordeal would finally have an end in sight.
So I hadn’t exactly taken the news of the delay well.
Especially when I’d learned the very same day that Jace was returning to Germany to claim his sister’s body.
We’d ended up having our first real fight as a couple when I’d insisted on going with him and he’d refused to budge on the matter.
We’d gone to bed angry, but when I’d had a chance to get past the irrational fear of losing him, I’d recognized how selfish I was being.
I’d apologized to Jace and we’d spent several hours talking about his sister and family.
It’d been a way to grieve her loss and still celebrate her life.
The next morning, I’d helped Jace plan the funeral, which would happen when he returned.
He’d decided to bury Maggie in Vermont with the rest of his family, so the plan was for me to fly out there and meet him for the service.
Ronan was going with Jace to Germany, and Memphis and a couple of Ronan’s other men were going to accompany me to Vermont.
We’d decided to leave Willa with Mav and Eli so that Jace could focus on saying his goodbyes to his family.
That conversation had eased the way for others about our future.
I’d been worried Jace would want to return to D.C.
– something I would have done if he’d asked me to, despite the relationship I was finally starting to build with Eli – but Jace had been the one to suggest that we make our home in the Seattle area.
We’d already started the process of looking for a house near Mav and Eli’s, something I’d fully expected my brother and his fiancé to oppose with arguments about Jace and I not knowing each other well enough to make that kind of commitment.
But they’d surprised me by being on board with the idea and letting us stay with them until we found a place.
Of course, everything was contingent on the danger to me being eliminated.
Which wouldn’t happen until my father was convicted.
I didn’t even know what would happen if he wasn’t.
Jace returned my desperate kiss as he maneuvered me back against the wall. The tiles were cold against my back, but it actually felt good because my entire body felt like it would go up in flames.
Since returning from Germany, Jace and I had fooled around some more, but we hadn’t had sex again, mostly because I was weirded out at the prospect of getting off with my brother and his lover only a couple of doors down. I wasn’t exactly quiet when it came to the things Jace did to me.
“We should have thought of this sooner,” I said against Jace’s mouth as his hand wrapped around my dick.
“Thought about what?”
“Bathroom,” I muttered right before I let out a loud moan. Jace’s talented fingers were massaging my balls in the most sinful way.
“Still gotta be quiet, babe,” Jace reminded me. “You’re a bit of a screamer.”
No argument there.
“Then I guess you’ll be doubly challenged tonight,” I responded. I gasped when his hand returned to my dick. I pressed my head back against the wall and between breaths managed to say, “Top the Sno Ball thing and try to make me scream.”
“Mmmm,” Jace said as he grazed his teeth over my neck. “Let me see what I can do about that.”
He gave my cock a few more strokes, then his hands slid to my ass and pulled me forward so our dicks were flush with one another.
He began grinding against me, sliding our shafts along one another until I was certain that was how he was going to get us both off. But he surprised me by lifting me up.
“Put your legs around my waist,” he urged.
I did.
He stepped forward until my back was once again against the wall.
He used his body to pin me against the smooth tile, then reached between us.
I thought he was going for my dick, but he went for his instead.
Using his left hand, he slid his dick between my legs and canted my hips until his cock was riding the edge of the crack of my ass. Only he didn’t leave it at that.
No, he tucked his dick between my crack and splayed his hand over my backside to keep his shaft lodged between my globes.
“Hold on to me,” Jace ordered. I already had my arms around his neck, but when he used his other hand to grab my dick, I tightened both my arms and legs to keep from falling to the ground.
Jace began rocking against me and I groaned at the sensation of his dick sliding along my crack. Besides rimming me the one time, he hadn’t messed with my entrance at all in the times we’d been together, so to feel his thick cock there now was a new sensation.
And a welcome one.
I knew he wasn’t going to penetrate me with his dick – that wasn’t something he’d ever do until he had my express permission – so I was able to relax enough to enjoy the pleasurable sensation of riding his cock.
Not to mention that his other hand was slowly jerking me off, the drags on my flesh matching his thrusts against my ass.
Jace’s mouth searched out mine. He kissed me gently and said, “Ready, baby?”
I nodded. I was ready for anything he gave me.
Jace shifted slightly to change the angle of how he was holding me and on his next thrust, the head of his cock brushed my hole. I gasped at how good it felt and ordered him to do it again.
He did.
Over and over he fucked my ass without actually fucking it. The sensation of his crown pressing against my entrance, but not actually penetrating it, became the ultimate tease and I found myself trying to move my body so that I could get him inside me.
Anything to deal with the sudden emptiness I was feeling.
“Oh God, Jace, fuck me, please.”
I wasn’t sure if I meant literally or not, but I knew Jace would take care of me. He’d ease the ache inside of me.
He continued to torment me with a dozen or more strokes that left me writhing against him. I demanded more and he gave it to me. I was sure he’d make me come that way, but I was suddenly afraid I’d still have the strange, bereft feeling when I finally did come.
“Jace—” I whispered, though I didn’t really know what I was asking.
But Jace knew.
He suddenly released my dick and settled me on my feet, then dropped to his knees in front of me.
His mouth closed over my cock and I immediately fisted my hands in his hair and began fucking the hot cavern.
His right hand slid between my legs and up my ass, disappearing into my crease.
When the pad of his finger massaged me, I groaned my approval.
But when it began to press inside me, I lost the first part of our unofficial bet and screamed, “Yes, please!”
It should have hurt, but my body was eager for the intrusion after all the teasing.
Not to mention that Jace was sucking my dick like he was my own personal Hoover.
By the time his finger sank all the way inside me, I was slamming my dick into his mouth over and over, and fucking myself on his thick digit.
It was heaven and hell. Too much and not enough.
My orgasm came rushing to the surface and I let out a wail of satisfaction when it finally crashed over me.
Jace somehow managed to cover my mouth with his free hand, even as he kept up the powerful suction and smooth thrusts of his finger inside my body.
I was certain the pleasure couldn’t become any more intense until Jace did something with his finger inside of me that had an almost blinding light piercing my closed eyelids.
Wave after wave of white-hot pleasure consumed my body and I literally could not control anything anymore.
I emptied myself down Jace’s throat as I screamed over and over into his palm.
I was practically riding the arm he had between my legs, because that was all that was keeping me upright.
I heard Jace let out a muffled shout around my cock and then he was pulling his mouth free and pressing his cheek against my thigh.
My own climax was starting to ease, so I managed to look down just in time to see cum shooting from the head of Jace’s dick .
The dick that he wasn’t currently touching.
How the fuck was that even possible?
Like me, it took several minutes for Jace to recover from his release. He carefully pulled his finger free of my body and let me slide down the wall. We ended up in a tangle of limbs beneath the spray of hot water. There was no kissing or touching, just clinging.
And the only words I could manage to muster in my exhaustion were, “You win.”