“So fucking wet for me.” I gasp when he pushes my panties to the side, dipping into my slick slit. His fingers waste no time diving straight into my wet pussy as he fucks my mouth at the same time with his tongue.
My head falls into his shoulder with a moan. “Fuck, Jace” I groan, as his fingers move inside me so perfectly. “Don’t stop.” I can’t help gyrating against his hand.
“Tell me what you need,” he says in a throaty voice.
“More,” I beg. “I need more.”
“I’ll give you everything, beautiful.”
“Oh, God!” I cry out, as his masterful fingers continue to slide in and out, worshipping me. His thumb swirls relentlessly against my clit until every muscle in my body is a live wire. “I’m so close.” Each thrust takes me higher and higher. “Fuck.”
“Come, baby.” Heat explodes between my legs as his tongue slides into my mouth. Jace holds me tight as my legs begin to tremble, and I arch my back. My tight nipples rub against his chest. My hands fist in his hair as my orgasm lifts me onto the balls of my feet, and I fall apart on his hand. He draws every ounce of pleasure from me before easily picking me up and laying me on the bed. I bite my bottom lip as he quickly strips out of his shorts and boxer briefs.
“I love watching you fall apart.” He leans over the bed, kissing his way down my body.
The mattress dips when Jace kneels on the bed over me, his warm lips whispering how much he wants me across my skin. He hooks his fingers in the sides of my panties, slowly dragging them down my legs. He climbs in next to me, his lips roaming, kissing me everywhere, as he smooths his palm over my breasts.
Trailing down, he draws each breast into his mouth, sucking and biting. His tongue is warm and wet, slowly tracing down my neck, tasting me like he wants to consume me. I want him to own every inch of me, and not just my body.
This should scare me, but I’ll let him take what he wants. I want him to possess me. To claim me. To own me forever.
I push him gently onto his back. “I want to suck you.” I climb up onto my knees, not giving him a chance to protest. I lick my lips as I wrap my fingers around his beautiful hard cock. I give the silky smooth length a few pumps up and down. “I love your cock.”
“Fuck,” he groans when I lick the tip, spreading the salty drop of precum around the head with my tongue.
“I love to taste you.” I swirl my tongue, teasing the tip, licking up and down his rigid length while I continue to stroke the bottom part with my hand.
I press my thighs together, trying to soothe the empty ache as I take him deep in my throat. The orgasm I had a few minutes ago did nothing to quench my desire. I’m not sure anything ever will again.
“Jesus, baby.” His rough hands fist in my hair as he seemingly fights for control.
My eyes water as I take him to the back of my throat. His groan sounds like a plea for more. Desire courses through my veins. Sucking him is powerful and exhilarating, but I need him inside me. My hand floats between my legs for relief. I whimper at the contact against my sensitive clit.
“Fuck, Charlotte. So fucking hot.” His sac tightens in my palm, and he swells in my mouth. “I’m too on edge, baby.” He sits up, gently pulling me off. “I need to be inside you. Ride me.” He guides me on top of him
I straddle him, slowly rubbing my pussy back and forth over his steel length. Hovering over him, we drown in a kiss. “Don’t play with me, Jace.” I reach between us and position his cock at my entrance, staring into his eyes. “I need to know this is real.”
“I’ve never felt anything more real in my life. I love you.” He steals my breath when he thrusts his hips up, his cock buried deep inside, consuming me.
“It’s so good with you, Jace,” I moan.
His fingers dig into my ass as I grind up and down his cock. He thrusts his hips at the same time from underneath me. He’s so deep this way, my eyes roll in the back of my head, and I can’t speak as the pressure of another orgasm starts to build.
“God, Jace,” I moan when he reaches between us, rubbing slow circles against my clit as his cock continues to hit my G-spot over and over.
“I love the way you say my name.” He continues to work me.
I ride him hard and wild as my legs begin to tremble, about to come undone. I fall forward, my hands flying to his chest as my pussy starts to clench around him. My lips part and I cry out his name over and over as I come apart. A million white stars explode behind my eyes as my orgasm shreds me.
He bucks up into me fast and furious; then his body tenses, his hands gripping my thighs like a vise. Jace groans, thrusting up deep and violent until the pulsing of his own release subsides. I’m still coming, my pussy still clenching around him, milking every drop of his cock.
After a few minutes, we both come down from the high. I roll off Jace and snuggle up next to him, curling into his chest. My heart is singing, and my belly is doing some swirly, fluttering thing that’s never happened before. It’s so damn scary and so freaking incredible. We can do this. We’ll navigate our crazy lives and be together. We have to because I’m in love with him.
Jace pulls the sheet up over us. There’s a long silence, but it’s not awkward. Jace is not a man of many words, to begin with, so I’m comfortable with it, but I smell the smoke from his wheels turning. “I’m on your security again, starting tomorrow. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
“What about when I have to go race? What about Kiely?”
“You’ll have other security. Maybe Chris. Kiely is starting a preschool program. I’ll be available most days.”
“Jace,” I protest. “It’s not necessary.”
He presses his finger to my lips. “We’re not arguing about this.” He leans his head down and presses a quick kiss to my lips
“Oh, we’re not?” I shoot him a smirk. “I didn’t know you’re the boss.”
“I am the boss.” He pokes his fingers into my side, where I’m most ticklish. “The boss of this gorgeous body.”
“Stop! Okay, okay.” I grab his hand, trying to hold it still. “You win.”
“That was easy.” He chuckles, linking our fingers together, holding my hand above my head. His smile takes up most of his face for a moment until his eyes turn dark and sober.
“What’s wrong?” I release my hand and stroke his stubble.
“How are you with all this? Because I know this is fast, but I can’t help the way I feel about you. I don’t want to rush you into anything. We’ll take it slow if you want.”
“Whoa. Take a breath. I…I’m good,” I say. I don’t tell him I love him back. “I’m perfect.” I try to paint my feelings with my smile. “I’m so in love with you.”
“Yeah?”
I nod. “And you know I don’t like to take anything slow.”
“Always driving in the fast lane.” He presses soft kisses to my lips. “That’s why I love you.”
“I love you,” I say again, the second time easier. I lean forward and taste his lips, softly caressing his bare chest. “You make me happy, Jace.” I press soft kisses to his neck, making him groan as I stroke his thigh with my fingertips. He pulls away, leaving me confused. Why would he profess his love for me, then turn cold? What the hell is his game?