If he wants more information about her, he’ll ask… or he’ll just get it himself.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
JACE
It’s late in the evening when she finally arrives.
Willow stands in the doorway, her eyes trailing up the length of my body before meeting my eyes. Her lips slowly curve as she shrugs off her jacket. “Hi.”
It feels like I’ve been waiting an eternity for her to get here.
My hand brushes against hers as I take her coat to hang it up on the hook by the front door as she slips off her shoes. Snoop and Dr. Grey both greet her and she bends down to pet each of them before standing upright again.
I can’t help myself. I step closer to her, my hands finding her hips, and I tug her closer as I drop my face down to hers. “Hi.”
She smiles against my mouth, her arms lifting to link around the back of my neck. We breathe each other’s air as her lips move with mine, drinking each other in. Teasing and tasting, her tongue sweeps across mine and I want more.
I want all of her and I don’t think I can wait any longer to have her.
Breaking apart from her, I bend my knees, sliding my hands along the backs of her thighs as I lift her into the air. Willow lets out a surprised breath, a giggle following as she wraps her legs around my waist. “What about dinner?”
Pausing at the bottom of the stairs, I look at her. “Do you want to eat? Are you hungry?”
She twists her lips to the side, mischief dancing with the lust burning in her eyes. “Not for food.”
“I like that answer,” I murmur, nipping at her lips as I carry her up the stairs. She holds onto me, her body plastered against mine as I walk us into my bedroom. I pause by the door, kicking it shut behind us. “The last thing we need is for either Snoop or Dr. Grey to come see what we’re up to.”
Willow giggles as the door latches shut. “That would be awkward.”
I don’t let her go until I’m lowering her onto the bed. Her legs fall to the side, but her arms are still secured around the back of my neck, dragging me down onto the mattress with her. “I want you, Jace. I don’t want to wait until after dinner.”
“Whatever you want, baby.”
Dropping my hands down to the bed, I plant them on either side of her head and I’m on my knees between her legs, my face dropping down to hers. My mouth finds hers in the darkness of the night, with only the light from the moon outside casting its glow inside.
Whatever Willow wants, it’s hers. Who am I to deny her anything?
Other than a relationship…
Her tongue pushes into my mouth, dancing with mine as she deepens the kiss. Her fingers are in my hair, holding my face down to hers as warmth floods the pit of my stomach, my cock growing harder in my pants. All it took was her mouth meeting mine in the foyer of the house for my blood to start pumping with need.
I can’t see straight or think clearly around her anymore.
Her hands slide down the sides of my body, gripping the bottom hem of my shirt as she drags it up my torso. Breakingapart, I rock back onto my knees, pulling her up to a seated position with me. My arms lift and she runs her palms over my skin as she strips my shirt away.
“You’re beautiful,” she murmurs, her fingers roaming over the planes of my abdomen. Warmth blossoms inside my chest and heat creeps up my neck. Her gaze travels all over my body, before meeting my eyes once more. She pauses, and her lips part on a shallow breath.
Silence wraps around us like a cloak tangled with lust. Her hands move down the front of her own body and she only breaks eye contact when she lifts her sweater over her head. Taking it from her, I drop it down onto the floor with mine. The tension grows thicker between us as she reaches behind her back, unclasping her bra before letting it fall onto the bed.
“Fuck, Willow,” I breathe, a blistering heat spilling into my veins as I take her in. “You—you are the one who is beautiful.” I still can’t believe she’s letting me have her this way…no strings attached.
Her tongue slides across her bottom lip, leaving it glistening with promises. “Touch me, Jace.”
A ragged breath escapes me as I reach for her. My fingertips lightly touch the sides of her neck, her pulse thrumming with her excitement. I slide my hand around the back of her throat and crash my mouth into hers, then gently push her back down onto the mattress, our lips locked together.
She hums in approval against my lips as I settle between her legs. My hands find her ass and pull her with me as I roll onto my back. Willow’s legs fall to either side of my waist as she straddles me. Her hands roam down my chest, pushing her palms against me as she lifts herself, sitting upright on top of me.
I lift my hips, pressing my erection against her center. Her pupils dilate, her lips parting as a soft moan escapes her. A growl rumbles in my chest and my grip tightens on her hips, grindingher down on me. I’m consumed by every part of her— the pink hues on her cheeks, the way her chest rises and falls in rapid succession, how her lips part just enough for her shallow breaths to fall from them.
