17. Jace
Jace
I have one objective: get Harper in that room and naked as fast as possible, without waking Lizzie.
With long purposeful strides, I carry my girl through the house.
The door is already open, so I step through, spinning, closing it, and pinning Harper to the door in one fluid motion.
Feeling totally out of control, the need to be inside her driving me.
Capturing her mouth and lifting her hands above her head with one of mine, holding them in place, I plunder her mouth.
Harper tightens her legs around me, grinding her soaking wet pussy against my jeans.
My cock is already hard again, ready for her.
Her breath is coming in pants, hoarse moans slipping from her mouth, and I devour each sound as it fuels my desire.
Releasing her hands and placing her feet on the floor, I step back and slowly remove her top, then slide her skirt down over her hips.
My eyes track the motion as it slips over her skin, pooling at her feet.
She’s wearing a matching black lace bra and panties set.
Little scraps of fabric created to torture men, bringing us to our knees in worship of the goddess before us.
I’m struck with the urge to do just that.
Worship this siren before me. Slowly, almost reverently, I reach out, fingering the delicate straps, ready to finish unwrapping my present, but she stops me.
“Uh-uh, you first, Jace.”
Reaching behind my head, I rip my shirt off, noting the way her eyes hood and darken with lust as she looks at me. Flexing slightly, I work my pants off, standing before her in just my boxer briefs, which are filled with cum.
“Those too,” she orders, leaning back against the door.
Stripping my shorts off, I use them to wipe myself clean, then stand in front of her.
My body is screaming to pull her to me, but I hold back, letting her look at me, giving her time to make sure she is ready.
When I’m maybe a second away from saying fuck it and coming for her, she reaches behind her back.
The movement stills me. Her bra loosens, then she slips it from her body.
Every inch of her is perfect, and my mouth is watering.
When she reaches for her panties, I grab her wrist.
“My turn, babe.” I sink to my knees before hooking a finger through each side of her panties.
Torturously slow, I slide them off her, letting my fingers graze her bare skin as I guide the fabric to the floor.
Groaning as I take her in, my girl is totally bare.
Her pussy glistening, the smell of her arousal intoxicating as I lean in and flick my tongue over her clit.
Her hands are in my hair, clutching almost painfully. Needing more, desperate to feast on her, I stand, lifting her as I go and walk us to the bed. She squeals at the abrupt change, clinging to me. Lying her so her legs dangle off the side, I press her thighs wide.
I lick her from hole to clit in one long motion, tasting her release from earlier. “Harper, you have no idea how many times I imagined this moment. Imagined how you would taste. But fuck, my dreams don’t even compare.”
Licking, sucking, and inserting my tongue deep inside of her. The way her pussy spasms around me makes me wild. I replace my tongue with two fingers, slowly sliding them in and out, while flicking my tongue over her clit.
“Holy fuck. I’m so close, Jace. Please,” she begs, and I know I’ll never be able to say no to any request from her. Turning my wrist, my fingers find that bundle of nerves deep inside of her and begin making the come here motion.
“Shit, shit, fuck, Jace.” Smashing a pillow to her face, muffling her moans that are getting louder, Harper writhes beneath me.
I grin then latch my mouth over her clit, sucking in time with the strokes of my fingers.
A muffled scream hits me a second before my face is flooded, her release soaking the stubble on my chin.
“Fucking hell, Harper, that was...” I sit back on my knees and pull the pillow off her face. Her eyes are wide as she watches me, and I lick my finger clean, never breaking our stare. Her breaths are coming in short pants, her cheeks red.
“Did I just? Uh, was that….” She stops and averts her gaze without finishing.
“I believe the word you’re looking for is squirt, and fuck yes, you did, babe.” She yanks the pillow back over her face again and groans.
This will not do. I tug the pillow free and lean in close for a quick kiss to get her attention. “Is that the first time you’ve ever squirted, Harper?”
She bites her lip and nods.
“That is a crime, but selfishly, I’m glad I got to experience your first.” And every other one for the rest of your life, I think, but don’t say.
“Looks like I need to make up for others' short shortcomings. Gimme another.” Then I unleash my mouth on her again. This time when I come up for air after she has coated me with her release again, she’s totally blissed out.
Our eyes meet, and fuck, if she doesn’t shock the shit out of me by scooting up the bed and spreading her legs.
“Now, be a good boy, and make me come on your cock.”
“If you insist.” Leaning down, I grab my jeans, finding my wallet and the condom I keep in it.
Biting the wrapper, I open it with my teeth.
She watches me, twisting and playing with her nipples, as I roll the condom on.
Crawling over the bed until I’m hovering over her is surreal.
She’s gorgeous, kind, smart, and at least for tonight, mine.
Pausing above her, I look into her eyes.
“Pretty sure of yourself, huh? Knew you’d get lucky?” she jokes, nodding toward the condom.
Shaking my head and kissing her swollen lips, I whisper, “I never dreamed I’d get this lucky.”
Her eyes go glassy, and she reaches between us, pumping my cock firmly as she guides it toward her center.
I replace her hand with my own, dragging my cock through her seam, gathering wetness, before lining up with her entrance.
Pausing, I meet her eyes, and she nods, holding that gaze as I slowly enter her, just a few inches.
I know I’m larger than most, and a few exes needed extra time to adjust, so I’m taking this very slowly.
Her walls flutter around me, and it feels so fucking good.
I wish I could take her bare, feel her with nothing between us, but that can wait.
She needs to be sure about me, about us, before we even consider that.
Her hands grip my hips. “More, Jace, please.”
Rolling my hips, I press further into her, watching her face for any signs of pain or discomfort. “Fuck, Jace, you feel so good. I need more. I want all of you.”
“Harper, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m not some fucking China doll, take me, claim me, show me.
” Her words sever the last shreds of control that I was hanging on to.
With one smooth motion, I thrust into her fully.
This time when I pause, it’s for me. The feeling of her all around me nearly overwhelms me, and there is no way in hell I’m coming before she does again.
No way I’m walking away without feeling her orgasm around my cock.
Moving again, I pump into her, a slow steady rhythm that quickly has her squirming and moaning. Her hips thrust in time with mine, like she wants me deeper. Her tits bounce with each thrust, demanding my attention. My mouth finds one of those tight buds, sucking on it, taking small teasing nibbles.
“Oh, God, yes, like that.” I test biting harder, and smile around her nipple as her pussy grabs onto me, and her soft mewls become breathy moans.
My girl likes a little pain with her pleasure.
Moving to the other breast, I give the same attention to her other nipple.
All the while keeping a steady rhythm, gliding in and out of her.
Switching back again, I run my tongue around her nipple, still red from my earlier bites.
After soothing that tip, I bite with a bit more force this time, earning a cry.
Her pussy is clutching my cock, her abs rigid. She’s close and knowing this has my balls pulling up and tingles running down my spine. Pushing up onto my hands, I get my knee braced on the mattress for better leverage.
“Grab onto the headboard, baby.” And I love how her hands shoot up, pressing against it, pushing her harder onto me.
With the added leverage, I piston into her wet pussy, giving her no reprieve from me.
Curious after her reaction to the rougher nipple play, I flick her clit.
Her eyes roll back, and her head thrashes side to side.
Increasing my tempo, I reach between us, rubbing her clit with my thumb, pressing hard circles on that sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Jace, I can’t, it’s too good. Fuuuuck, I’m gonna scream.”
“Yes, let me hear you, baby.”
“No, wait. Fuck, cover my mouth.” Her breath is coming in short, fast pants.
Knowing she’s about to combust, I throw my hand over her mouth and watch as she detonates.
Her scream muffled by my hand. The erotic scene before me pushes me over the edge with her.
My orgasm explodes, filling the condom as her pussy milks me.
I bury my face in her neck, muffling my own moans.
“Holy shit,” she breathes.
“Yep, that pretty much sums it up, babe.” I gasp, pressing up onto my forearms so I can look at her face.
She’s flushed, hair disheveled, and it’s the sexiest thing I have ever seen.
Slowly, I slide out of her, and it feels like a monumental task because now that I have actually felt her wrapped around my cock, all I want is to stay there forever.
“You’re breathtaking, Harper.” Brushing her hair back before capturing her lips once more, I take my time worshiping her mouth.
“Wait here,” I command, hopping off the bed.