“Don’t fight it, baby. I’ve got you… always, Caleb.”
I began sobbing as I welcomed his words and gave in to my body’s need. Everything went white behind my closed lids and I felt my knees give out as I emptied into Jace’s hand. Jace still had his leg between mine, so he held me up. My entire body thrashed as spasms overtook it, but Jace’s weight held me against the wall so I could do nothing but dig my fingers into his upper arms. It seemed to go on forever, but Jace’s muffled shout against my neck as he came, followed by hot liquid hitting the sensitive skin of my dick, brought me back to earth. I struggled to draw in breath after breath as Jace’s body jerked against mine. I couldn’t have come up with any kind of guess as to how long we stayed like that for, but when the cum between us started to cool, reality began to intrude. I waited for Jace to jerk away from me and tell me what had happened was a mistake, but he didn’t say anything at all.
Maybe I was supposed to say something?
I wasn’t sure.
What Iwassure of was that I could have died happy there in his arms, his hot breath sliding over my skin, the fingers of his free hand buried in my hair as he held me against his trembling body.
“Caleb,” he whispered.
God, here it comes.
I closed my eyes to try and stem the tears that threatened. Moments ago, I’d been strong enough to walk away, but how was I supposed to do that now?
“Please don’t leave,” Jace murmured.
His words caught me off guard and I was sure I’d heard him wrong. He pulled back and pressed his forehead against mine. “I’ll figure it out,” he whispered. “I just need a little more time.”
I wasn’t sure what it was that he was going to figure out, but I didn’t really care. He’d done what I hadn’t been able to do for myself these past two years, and he’d done it long before he’d kissed me.
He’d made me hope.
If I had to risk my heart to hang onto that for just a little while longer, was it even a choice?
Who was I kidding? I’d already lost my heart to him, so no, it wasn’t a choice. It was already far too late for that.
“Yes,” I whispered. “Yes,” I repeated over and over, relishing his sigh of relief and the way he held me just a little tighter every time I said it.
“No, don’t add that yet,”I cried out as I snatched the plate of fish from Jace before he could put the filets into the skillet. “You need to add more butter.”
“Fuck,” Jace muttered as he searched out the butter.
I smiled and took another bite of my Sno Ball. The sugary goodness melted on my tongue and I barely suppressed a moan.
“Jesus, if you keep doing that I’m definitely going to end up burning this boat to the ground,” Jace sniped.
“Water,” I said as I swallowed what was in my mouth. Jace was watching me hungrily.
“What?” he asked. The butter was still in his hand.
“I think you mean you’ll burn the boat to the water,” I said. He didn’t appear to be listening at all because his eyes were on mymouth. I took another bite of the Sno Ball, making sure to get some of the frosting on my lips.
When I went to lick it off, Jace snapped, “Fuck it,” and dropped the entire stick of butter into the pan. His mouth crashed down on mine. I groaned as his tongue swept between my lips and when he pulled me against him, I eagerly went, not caring that the Sno Ball ended up mashed between our bodies.
Sno Balls be damned, Jace’s mouth was my new addiction.
I’d expected him to come to his senses at some point today, especially since he’d been careful not to touch me again after we’d gotten ourselves and the kitchen cleaned up this morning. There’d been some awkward silence between us as we’d worked, but when Jace had suggested we try our luck at catching our lunch, some of the tension between us had broken. We hadn’t talked anymore about the letter I’d sent to my father or my mini-breakdown, but I knew it was just a matter of time before we had to deal with the fallout. I had no doubt the district attorney in Seattle was probably freaking out over the letter, because I’d never mentioned it to him or anyone else. I wasn’t sure what it meant for my case, or if there even was a case anymore. I was trying very hard not to think about it, because I didn’t want reality to intrude on my life just yet.
I had sex with Jace.
Okay, maybe not actual sex, but I couldn’t imagine the actual act being better than what Jace had done to me.
And I seemed to be on track to experience all that pleasure all over again, because Jace’s mouth was doing sinful things to me.
Not to mention his hands.
Which were currently sliding over my ass. I should have been scared, but I was too preoccupied with what his tongue was doing. I gasped when Jace suddenly lifted me and settled me on the counter. It was barely big enough for my ass, but Jace didn’t seem to notice because he tipped me back as he pulled my legs up around his waist. I’d changed into sweats after getting cleaned up this morning, so my dick wasn’t as constricted as it could have been. But it still ached like a son of a bitch.
