harsh. I couldn’t take it any longer. I pressed back, my ass rocking against him. His palm on my breast squeezed as his other hand found my hip where he held me tight and began a slow rhythm of thrusts and withdraws. Heat plumed and the whimper I had held in, turned into a deep moan that sounded out through the rocking interior of the limo.
“ Harder, ” I demanded.
His hand released my breast and took hold of my other hip , where his fingers bit into my flesh and he thrust deeper and harder, fueling my need and desire for him. Every nerve in my body tingled and I was overtly aware of every place our skin touched. I could hear the slap as our flesh came together and I nearly lost it.
Jace wrapped his arms around my waist leaning forward he nipped at my shoulder before lifting me and taking a seat on the plush leather where he settled me on his lap. My heels found purchase on the floor. I pressed my back to his chest and bounced with the rhythm of the moving vehicle as we moved along the strip. Jace pulled the front of my dress down, releasing my breast of the last material that shielded them from his hungry hands. His lips moved over my shoulder and latched on to my neck where he bit softly.
“God damn, baby. You are so tight.” His words were like a drug as they floated to my ear in a deep, husky tone.
I picked up my pace, wanting to push him over the edge. I wanted to hear my name on his lips as passion, lust and need overtook him. Reaching my hand back I grabbed the nape of his neck, turned my head and kissed him hard. My tongue swept greedily over his before I sucked his into my mouth and upon releasing it, bit his lower lip gently. His hands tightened on my breast and his head fell back against the headrest.
“ Avery, ” he groaned. It sounded more like a plea or a prayer, but it wasn’t breathless this time.
It was intoxicating . I wanted to hear it over and over again.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me down hard, he slid a single finger to my clit and with one pinch of pleasure I was lost. Fire floo ded my veins. I felt my muscles constrict and pulse around him as waves of heat pooled and crashed all over every part of my body. Jace grabbed my chin and turned my face to capture my lips in a crushing, bruising and perfect kiss.
My eyes slammed shut and my fingers dug into his hair. The kiss slowed and became something softer, gentler, but was still filled with the passion one finds with their perfect counterpart. The one person who makes everything in life make sense. The one person who knows how to heat your veins and hold you through the waves of pleasure only they can provide.
They were some scary thoughts. I was lost to this man, and I didn’t know if it would break my heart in the end.
He moved to my forehead , where he pressed his warm lips to my sweaty skin.
“You’re fucking perfect. Do you know that?”
I didn’t say anything . I just let a heady breath free. No man had ever thought me perfect. None had ever said it. None had ever made me feel it.
“ Avery?” he said my name so softly. My eyes fluttered open and I was instantly entranced by his dark gaze.
“I was just thinking the same thing about you.”
Chapter Eight: Jace
Truths, Lies And Omissions
I was far from perfect, but for her I would fight through hell for the opportunity to try and be perfect. She brought something out in me that I had long ago forgotten and thought was lost. Passion.
Was it a dick thought? Yep.
Sure , I had loved Gemma, but even at the start of our relationship we hadn’t been this combustible.
“We’re not moving anymore.” Her sweet voice drew my attention. And I couldn’t help but smile at the words.
She shook her head. It squeezed at my soul that somehow she could already read me like a book.
“I mean the limo is parked. You dirty man,” she said with a sugar sweet tone.
I lifted her off my lap and laughed as she huffed her objection to the move. I kissed her slowly as I clasped