Chapter 49 Wildest Dreams
CHAPTER 49: WILDEST DREAMS
LACEY
J ace Jackson just went down on me in the bathroom at a bar. My body is still reeling with the aftermath of my orgasm, and my brain is trying to process what exactly happened in that bathroom.
The dance was meant to be a joke, but then it turned into something more. I was having fun teasing him, but then he opened his mouth, and I lost all control. The feeling of his cock grinding into me, his breath on my neck, and then his lips on mine was too much. I needed space between us before I did something in public that I would probably regret later.
When I walked away from the dance floor, I don’t know what I was expecting to happen next, but I sure as hell wasn’t expecting him to drop to his knees and devour me like I was his last fucking meal.
“Lace, the car’s here.” His voice breaks me of my thoughts.
He pulls the hand that he’s holding toward the Uber that just drove into the parking lot. I climb in, and he slides in next to me in the back seat. His hand instantly finds my leg. It’s dangerously close to touching my center, but he doesn’t move it. He just draws small, teasing circles on my thigh making me more and more desperate for his touch. Fuck, what’s gotten into me? If he tried, I wouldn’t stop him. I’d totally let him finger fuck me in the back of a stranger’s car.
He leans over and kisses me tenderly, causing my breath to catch and the rest of the world disappears for a moment. The driver clears his throat, causing both of us to straighten, but his hand doesn’t move away. His fingers toy with the hem of my dress.
The Local is a ten-minute drive from my apartment, but time feels like it’s moving painfully slow. I’m desperate to get out of the car and see where tonight might lead.
His hand inches up my thigh ever so slightly. The car is dark and I wonder for a moment if I could keep quiet, so the driver wouldn’t know what we were doing.
I slightly part my legs and shift in my seat silently begging him to touch me, but he doesn’t. A wide, sexy grin breaks across his face in response to my movements. “So needy,” he whispers.
He continues to draw small circles, teasing me and winding me tighter. I let out a frustrated breath, and he chuckles.
The driver pulls into my apartment complex, and Jace opens the door before the car stops. He grabs my hand and pulls me out, offering the driver a wave and a quick thank you as we both stumble into the parking lot. We move towards my apartment and rush up the stairs. I wrestle with the key, wondering if I should be questioning any of this. If I should stop and ask what it all means, but then the door swings open and he follows me inside. I kick off my shoes and turn around to find his bright blue eyes looking me up and down. My whole body heats under his stare.
“Lacey, I’d like?—”
I take a step forward and meet him where he stands. I place a finger over his lips. “Take me into my room and show me what you’d like, J.”
Time slows, and he cups my face, kissing me. It’s not a delicate kiss. It’s rough and sloppy like I’m the only thing that can satisfy the hunger within him. Our teeth crash and our tongues twist together.
His hands find my ass and he lifts me up so my legs wrap around his waist. He lets out a low, guttural groan and continues to kiss me as he walks me into my bedroom, kicking off his shoes. My hands tangle in his hair and he deepens our kiss. I love the way he tastes. I love the way his body feels against mine.
He lays me gently on top of my bed before stepping back and taking me in. His eyes are dark with desire and my core tightens. How is this man so fucking hot?
“Lacey, you sure you want this?” he asks.
“I want it all,” I answer, wondering if he knows I mean more than tonight. I want him now and forever. I’ve never been more sure of anything.
He undoes his shorts and pulls his shirt over his head revealing his toned chest and abs. The dim light from the living room illuminates him from behind. A sprinkle of dark chest hair covers his toned pecs. I follow his lead, moving my dress down my body and revealing all of me to him.
“Fuck, look at you.” He steps toward the bed. “I thought I told you to wear the bra from the call.”
“Oops. I must have forgotten to put it on.” Leaning back on my elbows, I feel so sexy and confident under his gaze. “Come on, I showed you mine. Now it’s your turn to show me yours.” My eyes flit to the outline of his cock behind the boxer briefs that hug both of his thighs. A smirk erupts across his face and he pulls them off. His dick springs free. Fuck, it’s huge.
He crawls onto the bed and hovers over me. His lips find my neck and he sucks the sensitive skin there causing my body to erupt in goosebumps.
“I’ve wanted you for so long, pixie.” His voice is a whisper against my skin and he rolls to his side and I turn to meet him. His hand starts at my shoulder and moves down the curve of my body. Everywhere he touches ignites. I reach out and touch him too. My hand moves down his chest to his abs and I trace the cut lines with the tips of my fingers until my hand finds his cock.
I roll it in the palm of my hand and I feel him shutter under my touch. I move my hand up and down his shaft a few times. My thumb grazes the head, wiping away a small bead of liquid from the tip. With his eyes on me, I move my thumb to my mouth and suck it off, savoring the taste of him.
Another groan escapes him, and he flips me to my back. “Tell me what you want.”
“You,” is all I can manage to say between heavy breaths.
He moves down my body, trailing kisses to every part of me and causing my skin to erupt under each touch of his lips on my skin. He pauses over one of my breasts and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. My hands dig into the sheets and I let out a moan.
He smiles against me and moves to my other nipple. His tongue flicks against it, before he takes it completely into his mouth. Pulling away he lets his teeth graze against the sensitive skin there. My whole body jolts and my eyes shut.
“Eyes on me, Lace,” he says.
My eyes open and I watch as he continues to trail soft kisses down my abdomen and then my hips. His rough beard tickles my skin as he moves.
“You like it when I kiss you here?”
I nod my head.
“I told you at the bar and I’m going to tell you again. Use your words.”
“Yes,” I say through heavy breaths.
“And what about here?” He takes a finger and runs it through my slit. “Do you like it when I play with your pussy?”
I swallow hard. “Yes.”
“That’s my girl,” he growls, and I think I could come apart just from hearing him talk to me like this. He plants kisses down my thighs and I thrust my hips in his direction begging him to taste me again.
“I need more,” I beg.
His mouth finds my clit and I let out a loud scream as he sucks it into his mouth because fuck, this man knows what he’s doing. His tongue moves through my slick center and the friction from his beard makes me squirm. He pushes two fingers deep inside me. His tongue and hand begin to work in perfect unison and I grind into him. He works my most sensitive spot, winding me tighter. His teeth ever so slightly graze my clit. The room goes completely dark as I come apart on his tongue.
He doesn’t stop until I’ve completely come down from the high and when he’s sure I’m done, he grins up at me.
“Condom?” he asks.
“Top drawer.”
He locates it and hands it to me. “Be a good girl and put it on for me, won’t you?”
I nod my head. I didn’t know I had a praise kink, but hearing him call me a good girl tonight is doing it for me and I don’t think I ever want him to stop.
I sit up on my knees and he meets me with his cock on full display. Tearing the foil package with my teeth, I remove the rubber from the packet. I wrap my hand around his shaft and pump a few times before rolling the condom down the length of him slowly.
I lay on my back and he lines up between my legs. He pauses before he enters me and his eyes find mine.
“This is everything I’ve ever wanted. You, pixie, are everything I’ve ever wanted.”
“Me too, J, me too.”
He pushes forward in one motion filling me completely. His cock stretches me wide and he silences my moans with his mouth. Our bodies move in perfect rhythm. Our hands explore each other’s bodies and with every touch, he brings me closer to another release.
In one motion he flips us over, so I’m on top. “Ride me,” he commands and I do as I’m told. I sit up and begin to move up and down the length of his shaft.
He grips my ass, pulling me into him. He thrusts his hips upward causing my head to tip back. He does it again and again. His hands find my breasts and he begins to play.
“You look so pretty like this, riding my cock.”
“Jace… I… fuck…”
He pushes his hips into me again. I begin to move faster and he moves with me, creating the perfect pressure. His fingers start to draw circles on my clit and his other hand finds my nipple. He rolls both between his fingers and my whole body begins to fall. His body tenses beneath me. I collapse on top of him. His mouth finds mine and we swallow each other’s moans.
I inhale his woodsy scent and my heart rate and breathing begins to slow.
“That was…” I begin.
“Everything,” he finishes.
“Yeah, everything,” I breathe out. I plant a quick kiss on his lips before rolling off of him and heading into my bathroom. He follows behind me.
“Um, I’m gonna need to pee. Can you wait until I’m done?”
“I went down on you in the bar bathroom tonight, I think it’s safe to assume you can pee in front of me now.”
I can’t help but laugh. “Did you know any of this was going to happen when you walked into that bar tonight?”
He shakes his head, removing the condom and disposing of it in the trash. “No, but I think it’s safe to say all of my wildest dreams came true.”
After we finish cleaning up, I walk out into the living room to look for my phone. I pull it out of my purse and start laughing.
“What’s so funny?” he asks, walking out of my room—completely naked—and into the kitchen.
“I have forty unread text messages.” I shake my head and lock my phone. “My friends are outrageous. I’ll deal with them all tomorrow.”
He fills two glasses of water and walks one of them over to me. “I had twenty-five from Tanner alone,” he laughs.
We head back into my bedroom and crawl under the comforter of my bed. He pulls me in tight and my back melts into him. I know we should talk about what all of this means. We both said a lot of shit while we were in the moment and while I know I meant every word, I don’t know where he stands. Hell, I don’t even know when he’s leaving again. Shit, what if he’s leaving again? I shake the thought from my head.
Without warning my stomach growls. How fucking attractive. First I vomited and now this.
“You know I was just thinking that I’m completely starving,” he says, chuckling.
“No, you weren’t.”
“Swear it.”
I snuggle deeper into his arms. “You’re just saying that so I’m not embarrassed my stomach sounds like a monster.”
“It does sound like a very cute monster, but I am hungry.” He presses a kiss to my shoulder before sitting up and grabbing his phone. He begins swiping on the screen.
“What are you doing?”
“Well, before you texted me about hanging at the bar with everyone, I had planned on asking you on a date tonight, and given it’s only ten forty-five we still have some time to make that happen.”
“A date?” My heart sinks. “You could have asked. I would have much rather gone on a date with you than embarrass myself playing ping pong and hanging out with everyone else.”
“Tonight was better than anything I could have dreamed of. If I remember correctly, you promised me we could have chocolate ice cream and fries together, and we haven’t done that yet.” He flips his phone around.
A confirmation message for two chocolate Frosties and two large fries from Wendy’s is on his screen. My face breaks into a wide grin. “You ordered my favorite snack?”
“I did. Lacey Sims, will you go on a date with me tonight, right here in your bed?”
“I’d love to go on a date with you, but only if we both stay naked,” I smirk, and he pulls me into his lap for a kiss.
“Deal.”