“I need your cock.” The words tumble out. “Please. I need you inside me.”
“There we go.” He pulls his fingers out and sits back on his heels. That fucking smirk still on his face. “That wasn’t so hard, now was it?”
Chapter Sixteen
Jace
Ireach down to the floor where my jeans landed and fish the condom out of my pocket. The foil packet crinkles between my fingers as I tear it open with my teeth.
I roll it on without looking. My hands move on autopilot while my eyes stay locked on Lola. Her chest rises and falls as she breathes. The way her thighs are parted. The way she’s looking at me with those blue eyes that see too much
I settle back between her thighs. The head of my cock presses against her entrance, and she’s already so fucking wet and ready for me that it takes everything I have not to just slam inside and lose myself.
I push inside slowly, way too slow—it’s practically torture. The tip at first, feeling her stretch around me, watching her face as her mouth falls open and her eyes go wide.
“Fuck,” I breathe. “You’re so fucking tight.”
I push in another inch and stop, letting her adjust. My whole body trembles from the effort of holding back, of not just burying myself to the hilt and fucking her into the mattress.
“More,” she whispers, nails digging into my shoulders. “Jace, please.”
I give her another inch, followed by another. Watching every flutter of her eyelids and every hitch in her breathing—the way her chest rises and falls faster as I go deeper.
When I’m halfway in, I almost pull all the way out, before I push back in a little deeper this time. Working myself into her tight pussy inch by fucking inch.
“Oh god.” Her head falls back against the pillow. Her hips rise to meet me.
“Easy, Bells.” I lean down and press my mouth to her neck, her pulse races beneath my lips, and I taste the salt of her skin. “We’ve got all night.”
I establish a rhythm. Shallow thrusts at first, gradually working myself deeper with each one. Taking my time even though every instinct screams at me to just fuck her hard and fast.
Finally, when I’m completely inside, buried to the hilt, her warmth wrapped around every inch of me, I stay perfectly still. Let her feel all of me. Allow myself to experience all of her. The way her body fits around mine. The way she takes every inch of my cock.
“Fuck, you feel incredible,” I breathe against her neck.
She does. Better than anyone I’ve ever been with—perfect in a way that makes something in my chest ache.
Then I start to move. I pull out slowly and watch my cock slide out of her. Slick and glistening with her wetness. Then I push back in just as slow. Savoring every second. Every inch. The way her pussy grips me.
“Jace.” Her hips rise to meet mine, trying to make me go faster.
“Patience,” I say, smirking. “I told you I’m taking my time.”
And I mean it. I fuck her with long, slow strokes. Pull almost all the way out, then push back in deep. Over and over, building a steady, controlled rhythm. It’s not something I usually do.
I change my angle and hit that spot that I know makes her whole body jerk.
“There,” she gasps. “Right there.”
“Yeah?” I do it again and watch the pleasure wash over her features. “Right fucking there?”
“God, Jace.” Her nails dig into my shoulders and her head falls back against the pillow, exposing the long line of her throat.
I lean down and press my mouth to her neck as I continue hitting that spot with each thrust. I kiss and suck my way down to her collarbone. I don’t care that there will be marks on her skin that everyone will see. Let them wonder who the hell had their mouth on her.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur against her skin, the words slipping out before I can stop them. “You know that?”
Her eyes flutter shut. A flush spreads across her chest and up her neck. Pink and perfect.
