16. Sienna
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Sienna
“Kiss me,” he says, his voice just above a whisper. A shiver runs down my spine as his strong hands pull me against his muscular chest, holding me in place.
Jace’s golden hair and sage eyes glimmer in the sun as he leans in closer, hungrily searching me. My body is liquid in his embrace, aching for the moment our lips touch. The second our tongues dance with one another's and our bodies become one.
There’s a hint of mischief in the depths of his irises. He’s having fun with me, and I know it.
“Why should I, Heart?” I tease, my eyes flickering to his plump lips then back to his eyes in a second.
He chuckles softly, the feel of his breath is cool against my skin.
I want to taste him, devour his mouth and savor it.
If I were an artist, this moment with him in this field would be set and hung up in galleries all over the world.
“Sienna…This is the skin of a killer…”
Wait…What?
Jace’s eyes morph from the familiar light green that I know all too well to a light golden, cat-like color.
“Jace?”
“Bella—”
The world around us crumbles as my body shakes, pulling me from the reality where Jace Heart was a vampire and I, a human, standing in a green field, on the verge of taking one another. Instead, my view is replaced by sparkling green eyes, moonlight, and the dashboard of a car.
Fucking hell…
“Where…are we?” I ask with a yawn as I stretch my crooked neck.
Jace leans back from my face, grinning like the Cheshire cat, gesturing to the view before me, and that's when it comes back to me.
A gasp leaves my mouth immediately as I take in the wooded area and the multitude of vehicles around us, all facing a giant screen with the words Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part One plastered on the screen.
“We’re watching Twilight ?” I ask, my voice scratchy as Jace rolls his eyes as if to say duh…what does it look like?
“Eh…Only the last two, I know you put on the list that you wanted to watch the entire saga, but I also know that you only like watching the last two movies the most.” He shrugs as if what he’s saying is the most normal thing in the world, but it only heightens my shock.
I stare at the blond, my jaw dropped as he smiles softly at me, his brow furrowing for a second before softening.
How does he know that I only like those two movies? I mean I love the series, but those two movies are the best in the franchise.
Argue with your mom, not me. I said what I said.
My shock must not affect Jace, because instead of saying anything to acknowledge it, he simply pulls out a bucket of popcorn—from out of nowhere, by the way—and passes it to me with a packet of fruit snacks.
He has my movie theater combo, too?
Without thinking, I dump the fruit snacks into the popcorn bucket and shake the contents, mixing them. Throughout the entire process, Jace says nothing. Instead, he settles in his seat, attention set on the screen before us.
I stare holes into the side of his head, trying to gauge him.
What’s his angle? Is this some ploy to get me alone in the woods?
“Yes, Sienna?” Jace’s amused tone is mocking as he remains focused on the screen .
“What is this?” I ask, gesturing around the car, now noting the lavender blanket thrown haphazardly across my lap.
Cute.
“What does it look like, angel?” he questions curiously, a small amused grin tugging at his lips. We're closer than before, his eyes are smoldering orbs of the earth as they peer into my own, as if cataloging me into his memory.
“Well… Hades ,” I say, clearing my throat mockingly as I lean forward just a mere inch from his face. If he moved any further, we’d be kissing right now. “It looks like you’re trying to seduce me in the middle of the woods while watching a vampire movie.”
Jace’s brows raise as he cackles in my face, unfiltered and breathless. “Hades? Is that what you call me, angel?” He chuckles.
“Oh, I call you many things.” I roll my eyes but my words only bring his annoyingly cocky persona back.
“As long as ‘yours’ is in that little dictionary of yours, I’m cool with that…besides…” His eyes lower as he looks at me, taking me in. “You’d know when I’d try to seduce you.”
The humor that’d once been laced in his tone dissipates as he gets closer into my space. My skin warms with his body heat, the center console of the car being the only thing to separate us.
My body buzzes to be closer to him, to touch and taste him. That dream from earlier flashes across my mind, and before I know it, I’m cupping his face, pulling his lips to mine.
The kiss is slow and languid, unlike our previous ones.
His mouth moves with mine, and God, it feels like I’ve died and gone to Heaven.
Jace’s hand cups my jaw, his fingers digging into my skin, holding me in place.
I’m beaming with energy as he dominates my mouth, tasting and claiming me as his own.
My body thrums with energy, heat bellowing in my belly as his teeth pull lightly on my bottom lip.
I moan softly in his mouth and he smiles at the sound before pressing our lips together in one last kiss, a promise of more to come, not a finale .
When we pull away, it takes everything in me to catch my breath as Jace’s eyes bore into my own.
He sighs subtly, his mouth slightly ajar.
The look on his face is something that I haven’t seen before, I can’t tell if it’s desire or longing…
or both, as he licks the remnants of my raspberry flavored lip gloss off of his lips.
My voice is raspy and breathless as I try to speak, but Jace beats me to it. His soft focus, still locked in on me.
“I—”
“That’s three times, angel.” He smirks, voice gruff, his eyes remaining fixated on my mouth as I gulp. “I’ll grant you a wish next time.” The bastard winks.
He fucking winked!
Also…is the asshole keeping track of our kisses?!
My mind is still trying to process the kiss, but I can’t possibly think about anything else as my lips tingle with the sensation of him pressed against them.
Have we really kissed three times? Are we moving too fast? I’ve never done this whole secretly obsessed with my childhood crush who is now practically begging me to use him to fulfill my birthday wish kinda thing, and there’s fucking zero other people on Reddit who have.
Without a word, Jace softly grasps my chin, turning it to focus on the large screen ahead. He doesn’t say anything as he pulls the blanket over my lap, handing me the bucket of popcorn again, and leaving his hand planted firmly on my thigh.
And that’s how we remain for the next forty-five minutes, a heated, almost sexual energy thrums between us as we sit in silence.
His hand that’d been once over the blanket found itself under it, gripping and running circles over my bare thigh absentmindedly.
I don’t even think he’s realized that the action has had me silently anticipating something more this entire time, something that blurs the lines of this newly established agreement .
The feeling of his thumb circling my thigh has me wishing it were other places, circling my core and begging for more.
“You want to cum?”
My ears ring as my eyes bulge out of my head. “I’m sorry–WHAT?! ”
Jace furrows his brows at me, tilting his head, “I said do you want some? You’ve been grabbing air for the past two minutes…” He chuckles as I freak the fuck out internally.
Why…What—Who?!
What is he doing to my brain?
I blink. Once. Twice. Four times too fast before his words process in my head.
“Yeah…that’s—Yep! Can you get water too please?” My voice shakes as Jace smirks, a singular brow raising.
“Thirsty?”
You don’t know the half of it…
He doesn’t wait for a response from me and instead slides out of the vehicle, heading to the concessions stand nearby. I watch as he walks away, and as soon as he’s too far to turn around, I pull out my phone.
Me
Code purple
Her response is immediate, as if she were waiting for me to text her.
Gee Adams
Bitch I know you didn’t dye your hair PURPLE omg…
You’re going to get chemical damage with all of these new colors
This girl…
Rolling my eyes, I text Georgia again. This time with details.
Me
I just kissed him…again
Gee Adams
Wait where are you?
You’ re with him right now???
WAIt
KISS???
HUH
STOp
I—
Ok let me get this straight
The devil boy (who you weirdly are okay with being in presence) kissed and kidnapped you??
What’s he doing right now?
Maybe texting Georgia wasn’t a good idea…She tends to… ?Como se dice? Overreact . Sighing, I close my phone, leaving Georgia on read, and search the lot for Jace.
It takes two minutes to find him, but when my eyes land on the oh so familiar blond— who tongued me down not even five minutes ago —my heart plummets to my ass.
A girl, short and pear-shaped in physique, stands before him.
Do NOT jump to conclusions, Si Si.
She could be a friend…
I can’t see her face, but I just know that she’s pretty based on what she’s wearing. I’m no woman hater, not in the slightest. Her outfit is stunning, with a small purple dress that compliments her deep brown skin and chestnut hair perfectly.
My head tilts as I watch them. Jace smiles down at the woman, listening intently as she talks. Are they close? How does he —
The temperature in the car plummets. My mouth feels cottony, my saliva is hard to swallow, and I feel as if I’ll pass out. The image in front of me is odd .
I’ve never imagined something like this in my wildest dreams, and maybe I’m a masochist or just a confused girl, because I sit there, watching .
I watch as the brown skinned girl reaches up, cupping his face and pulling him in for a searing kiss. I watch as Jace grips her shoulders, and I take a deep breath as she deepens it, sticking her tongue in his mouth.
I can’t take it. I can’t watch anymore. My body moves before my brain can process and the large screen where Twilight plays is back in my line of sight.
In school, we learn that when the body is in danger, it chooses between two phases of defense. Fight or Flight.
This survival mechanism is an imperative response to danger and uncontrollable. What we don’t learn about, however, is the Freeze response.
I am frozen in my seat, unmoving, unblinking. I want to move. I want to get out of this car, storm up to him and yell, because what the fuck just happened? We just kissed, just touched and shared an intimate moment, and not even an hour later, he’s kissing someone just ten feet away from me.
My breathing grows shallow. It’s so cold . I can see my breath as I let out shaky exhales.
Is he just using me?
Wouldn’t that be funny…He’d asked me to use him—fucking begged me—and now he’s kissing another girl?
Am I losing my mind? We’re not together, but fuck…do I yell? Do I run? What should I do?
When the door opens, my stomach roils as pink strawberries and cotton candy assaults my nostrils. I flinch as Jace taps my shoulder, holding the popcorn out for me with a sweet smile on his slappable face.
Momma ain’t raise no bitch— granted, she didn’t raise me at all. You get the fucking memo.
My eye twitches as I watch him, my fingers itching to grab the door knob as he gulps. Is he going to acknowledge what happened? Reassure me?
I should be quiet. It’s not my place and we’re friends .
“So…what did I miss?” he asks.
I blink at him, my eye twitches a- freaking -gain.
Fix your face, Sienna. Don’t let him see you sweat.
He moves again, shifting uncomfortably and something in me snaps .
Fuck that.
“Oh you missed a lot, considering your tongue was down that bitch’s throat .” My smile is filled with venom as he looks at me. The rapid rise and fall of my chest would be concerning had I not been on the verge of cursing the spawn of Hades out.
Jace flinches, “That’s not what happ–”
“So you didn’t just kiss her? Right, I’m delusional and Eren fucking Marlowe is standing right there.
I think my eyes work perfectly fine, thank you.
I know what I saw, matter of fact , I’m done.
For someone pleading for me to use them , you sure are using the fuck out of me…
Right now.” My voice shakes as I face the front of the car, cursing my human body for letting its emotions take over.
In the corner of my eye, I can see Jace recoil, but I don’t care. And clearly neither does he.