Jace chuckled as he pulled into the parking lot and pointed at the sign that confirmed there were vacancies. “Guess we’re not going to have to find out what this car can really do.” He said, “Did you want to wait here?”
I smiled at him and appreciated the fact he was worried about my reputation, but I was so over that. It had been a long time since I gave a shit what others thought about me. Besides, we were single adults and there was nothing to be ashamed about.
“Not unless you don’t want to be seen with me,” I said, hoping that wasn’t the case.
Jace got out and rushed over to my door and opened it. I gave him my hand and he helped me out. Then pulling me into his arms he said, “I could show you right here how much I don’t care what others think.”
I blushed, knowing damn well he would do it, too. “I think I can wait a few minutes longer.” Not much longer than that.
He took my hand and led me inside. Once we had our room key, we stood on opposite sides of the elevator, trying to contain the rising passion so we wouldn’t give the security cameras a free show.
I almost chuckled as I saw Jace fumble with the key card. He wasn’t in any better shape than I was. When he finally got the door open, we rushed inside and flung our clothes in all different directions.
Jace scooped me up in his arms, and I wrapped my legs around him. I could feel his hot, hard cock between my folds, teasing me but not entering.
“I need you, Shannon,” Jace said. “It feels so fucking good to have you in my arms again. But I want all of you.”
I couldn’t bring myself to speak and moaned as he claimed my lips. This time nothing was held back. Pure, raw passion overtook us, and his fingers dug into me as he gripped my ass, grinding me close to him.
“Jace, I need you to…fuck me,” I begged, as the pulsing from my core ached.
He turned around and my back slammed against the door. I grabbed his shoulders and tried adjusting myself so his cock could enter me.
“Shannon, I need to get a… condom,” he said.
Fuck. I knew that. I never had unprotected sex. Well, only with Jace years ago. But that was different. And we’ve been with others since then. Panting, hot and bothered, he loosened his hold and lowered me to the floor.
Jace searched for his jeans, and eventually pulled a condom out of his wallet. Then he tossed a few more on the bed. “We’ll need those later.”
Bet that sweet ass of yours we will. One round never was enough for us. And from how my body reacts to him, it’s not like our chemistry has dwindled.
I walked over to him, pushed against his chest until he fell back onto the bed. “I believe I had started something in the car that I plan on finishing.”
His cock stood at full attention and I couldn’t wait to taste him again. Wrapping my lips around him I swallowed almost the full length of him. I felt Jace brush my hair away so he could watch. As my mouth sucked and tongue licked, I felt his body tense.
“Fuck,” he cried out. “God, you haven’t…. forgotten… ah…fuck….”
I slide my tongue up and down his shaft, stopping at the head to twirl my tongue around him, before taking all of him again. I knew he was close, but I would slow my rhythm to make it last. I wasn’t stopping until he gave me what I wanted.
Jace was the only man I ever did this to and I’m glad about that. I loved turning him on, blowing his mind, and driving him wild. I continued sucking him and his moans and groans only heightened my own pleasure.
“Baby, if you don’t stop, I’m…” he growled.
“Give it…to… me,” I said between mouthing his entire cock again.
I increased my rhythm, and felt his hips lifting off the bed. He was close and soon I’d have what I sought. Stroking him hard, I felt him explode. I sucked and swallowed every last drop, as his body shuddered, then went still.
I knew this wasn’t the end of our night. It was just the beginning. Jace had never been a selfish lover. In one quick movement, he reached out and rolled me over to lie on my back. He quickly positioned himself above me.
“That was fucking amazing,” he said, looking down at me. His green eyes were still dark with desire.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I panted.
“Let me show you how much I loved it,” he said, inching his way lower. Slowly placing kisses over my breasts, then my ribs and abdomen, he finally nestled between my legs. “I can smell your sweetness.” He slipped a finger inside of me and I sucked in my breath. Then Jace pulled it out and said, “You’re so fucking wet.”
I moaned. “Kiss me,” I begged. I needed to feel his mouth on my clit. My body was already super-sensitive with anticipation.
Jace slipped a second finger inside me and with his thumb he spread my folds and sucked my clit. Oh God, yes. Circling my clit with his tongue, he continued to fuck me with his fingers. My heart was racing, and I could barely catch my breath. Gripping the sheets, I arched my back and opened for him. It felt so damn good. He was bringing me to heights I had forgotten existed.
“Yes, Jace. I want…need to…cum,” I moaned.
He sucked me harder and my body shook violently as the waves of ecstasy overtook me. I was lost as my core clenched and pulsed around his fingers. My release seemed endless, and before ceasing, he brought me up even higher.
My cries, now more like screams of pleasure, rumbled through me before I collapsed. I was spent, unable to speak or move. Jace wasn’t. I heard the tearing of the foil packet and then he was settled between my legs again. He lifted my hips, resting my legs high on his shoulders. In one quick movement, his cock plunged deep within me.
It felt amazing as he continued to enter me faster and harder. “Yes, oh Jace, yes. Harder. Fuck me harder,” I pleaded.
He grabbed my ass and drove deeper, fucking me fiercely. My body was on fire and the waves began to take over again. Jace wasn’t far behind. He tensed and growled out, “Oh, baby. Oh, fuck yeah.”
My mind was lost somewhere between heaven and home and I didn’t want it to ever end. Slowly my body floated back to reality. With Jace lying beside me, I rolled onto my side, and he did the same, spooning me.
The words wanted to come out, but I had nothing left. I needed to close my eyes, just for a few minutes. We could talk later. More than likely the night would be filled with making love. Words would only spoil what had so far been a perfect night.
And I want to make every moment of it count.
I knew tomorrow things could go back to how they were before. Until then, I was going to make as many sweet new memories as I could. Just in case they need to last me a lifetime.
As I closed my eyes, I realized how incredible this was. Just a few days ago, making love to Jace again was only in my deepest dreams. Who knew dreams actually could come true?
Chapter 7
Shannon
Waking up in Jace’s arms was a high I thought would last all day. Unfortunately, that meant the crash was twice as hard. He dropped me off back at home on his way to work. Why did my father have to decide to go into work late today? The one day I just wanted to go to my room and enjoy the warmth that lingered within me.
Instead I was sitting at the dining room table getting questioned as though I was still a teenager.
“Not even a call. I have been worried sick that something happened to you. Why didn’t you answer your phone?” my father snapped.
“I had shut it off. And I’m not used to having to tell anyone if I want to stay out all night.” When I’m overseas, there isn’t anyone to answer to except for the unit I’m with, in case there’s an emergency.
“I don’t want to hear about you being an adult. You are living under my roof and I expect certain things, such as you coming home at night,” he stated. “This is not up for discussion.”
This was too much for me. The timing wasn’t good, either. I had no idea what was making him act like this. Did he know I was out with Jace? I knew my father didn’t like him back when we dated year
s ago, but why would he carry this type of resentment for so long? It’s not like Jace had dumped him or broken his heart. It was me who was left crushed and broken.
“What do you have against Jace? He’s not a bad guy,” I said defensively.
Ralph raised a brow, then his face turned beet red. “Jace Goldstein? You were with him last night?” he snarled.
Fuck. If that wasn’t why he was so pissed, I had no idea what had set him off. But whatever it was, it seemed to have slipped his mind. Under normal circumstances, I would ask, but right now, I didn’t want to rile him up more.
Taking a deep breath, I replied, “Yes. We’ve been talking for the last few days and --”
“Spent the night together?” he said with disgust.
If I was sixteen, I could understand why he was so upset. Not at thirty. I nodded. There was no point in denying it. I wasn’t embarrassed of what Jace and I had done. Hell, it was an amazing night, one that I’ll never forget. Until moments ago, my body still tingled from all the good loving he gave me. None of that could be shared, not even with Betsy, who would just love to hear all the details.
If I wasn’t careful, this conversation could easily turn into a yelling match. There was no reason for it escalate to such a level, and certainly not over something as simple as my sex life. There were many more important things we could fight about. Softening my tone, and trying not to sound defensive, I said, “I can’t say it enough. I’m not a child. My personal life is just that – personal. I wish you could respect that.”
All I wanted was my father’s love. Maybe it was because he’d had to raise me alone, and being a single father, he didn’t know how to talk to a girl. His way of showing love was actually just controlling every detail of my life. Ever since I was a teenager, we’d been in a constant battle. The whole reason I went to college so far away was for some privacy. It worked out well, though – I’m doing something I actually love. Providing medical care for the children who need it most is incredibly fulfilling. Of course, he sees it as a hobby, because I’m never going to get rich by donating my time. Nothing I do will ever be right in his book. I’m tired of trying.
I needed to stand my ground, or risk slipping back into a father-daughter pattern I’d never been happy with. He hadn’t spoken, and the silence was growing uncomfortable. “If you have an issue with that, then…maybe I should move out.”
I’d never challenged him like this before. Normally I’d cave and let him believe he won. Then I would sneak off and live the life I wanted anyway. It took too much energy to play games. I was who I wanted to be, and I didn’t want to change. Not for him or anyone else.
I waited, arms crossed. Your move. Either he could accept what I said, or I would leave, move out. At this point, I didn’t care which he chose. I wish I did.
He got up from his seat and walked over to me. The anger hadn’t diminished, but when he spoke, his words were gentle. “I might not like your choice, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re my daughter.”
“Thank you,” I said softly. I could tell there was more he wanted to say, but he walked out of the room without another word, and I knew he was headed for work.
That wasn’t a stamp of approval, but at least I didn’t have to hear him telling me all the things he doesn’t like about Jace. He doesn’t know him. Hell, I don’t really know him either. Not like I used to.
The feelings I had for Jace now might be clouded by the ones I used to have years ago. That made it hard to know what was real and what wasn’t. Add my raging hormones every time I’m near him, and that just tipped the scale even further. Add the mind-blowing sex we had, and forget it. It was more intoxicating than any cocktail. My mind spun in a million directions, and somehow, they all led back to Jace.
Although I didn’t have anything on my schedule for today, that didn’t mean I wanted to spend hours thinking about him. There had to be something more productive to do. Since my father had maids come and clean the house, that chore was off the list. Cooking, well, it wasn’t something I was any good at. Boiling water and making pasta and opening a jar of sauce was the extent of homemade to me.
Usually, I had such a full work schedule that I was too tired at the end of the day to even want to do anything. And now that I was stuck in this house, bored out of my skull and in need of a distraction, all I had was the television to keep me company. If I have to watch one more talk show, I will lose my freaking mind.
Plopping down on the couch, I closed my eyes. What I really wanted was to call Jace, hear his voice, and slip back into the bliss I was in earlier. That wasn’t a habit I wanted to get into. Once upon a time I allowed him to determine my happiness. It’s what allowed him to hurt me so badly. Never again would I ever love anyone so…. completely.
If I was going to get out of the funk my father had just put me in, I’d have to do it myself. The first thing that came to mind was a long, hot bubble bath with a good book. I wasn’t one who ever read a romance novel, mostly because I didn’t believe in “happily ever after.” Give me a good mystery and I was all in. But at this point, I’d try anything.
Dragging myself off the couch and toward the bathroom, I stripped off last night’s clothes and tossed them in the hamper. I turned the taps in the tub, chuckling over the state of Jace’s dress shirt this morning. Somewhere in the heat of the moment, most of the buttons seemed to have gone MIA. Although I’d been tempted to rip the thing off his body, it had all been his doing. Imagine what my father would’ve thought if my clothes had looked like that.
Thankfully, my T-shirt was more forgiving, and I returned looking the same as when I had left. Well, maybe a bit less…frustrated.
The tub was filled and the bubbles overflowing. It looked so inviting –just what I needed to unwind. But as soon as my toe hit the water, I heard my cell phone ringing in the bedroom. I wished it wasn’t so, but my heart yearned for it to be Jace. Still naked, I dashed across the floor and checked the caller ID.
I sighed and answered the call. “Good morning, Betsy. How are you?” Hopefully this would be quick, because I was already starting to feel a chill standing there in my birthday suit.
“Pulling my hair out.”
“Work that bad?” I asked, heading back to the bathroom. I could tell this wouldn’t be brief. No reason I can’t soak and listen at the same time. I put the phone on speaker and placed it nearby as I slowly slipped into the tub. “Ah, that feels good.”
“I’m not sure I want to know what you’re doing,” Betsy stated.
I laughed and said, “Not to make you jealous, but I’m enjoying a bubble bath right now. It’s…so…. soothing.”
“Nice. Rub it in that I’m stuck here with Mr. Grumpy Pants this morning.”
“Jace is --”
“Snapping at everyone, including me. Which you know doesn’t go over too well. I have a hard time holding my tongue,” she responded.
Who are you fooling, Betsy? You can’t hold it at all. That wasn’t totally true though. Somehow when it came to me and Jace, she failed to mention a lot of things. I have come to know that was intentional but her intent wasn’t malicious.
“Wish I could help, but I’m willing to listen if you want to vent,” I offered.
“Oh, you are going to do more than that. I mean, you owe me.”
“I’m sure I do. But what for this time?” I asked.
“We were supposed to go bowling last night and I let you and Mr. Grumpy Pants go instead. Yet not one phone call. Nothing. By the way he’s growling I assume you did something stupid like beat him at the game?”
I laughed. “Letting a man win isn’t my style.”
“And that’s why you’re single,” she responded.
Really? That’s why? I could think of so many other reasons. Betsy didn’t need to hear the long list of them, though. Instead I said, “We didn’t go.”
“You blew him off?” she exclaimed.
I was sure that if Betsy was in the office, the entire buildi
ng had just heard her. Calmly I said, “No. We went out for ice cream instead.” Still played with balls, but not the ones you’re thinking about.
“Ice cream? That’s what you decided to do for a date? God, I thought he was boring. You’re no better. Do I need to plan everything?”
“I’m very capable of making my own arrangements,” I said sternly. The last thing I wanted was Betsy to push Jace into something he didn’t want. The thing I noticed that was most different about him was his confidence. Jace didn’t boast, but the way he carried himself had changed. Even in bed last night, he enjoyed it, but never relinquished control totally.
“How about if I have you both over for dinner?” Betsy suggested.
“How about you get your butt back to work so Mr. Grumpy Pants doesn’t fire you,” I warned.
She sighed. “He wouldn’t be able to function without me. I’m like a watchdog. If I’m not here, people would disturb him all day. I make it my business that no one makes it to that office without going through me first.”
“You’re not what I’d call…intimidating.”
“Get on my bad side and you’ll see,” she warned. “Now, back to last night.”
“It was nice. We used to go out for ice cream all the time when we were dating before.”
“Did it rekindle the old flame? And by that I mean, did he kiss you?” she asked.
Every single inch of me. It was nice to know Jace didn’t kiss and tell. Neither did I. But Betsy wasn’t going to quit until she had something to occupy her thoughts. “Who doesn’t give a peck on the cheek when saying goodnight?”
“That’s it?” I heard her sigh. “I stayed up all night and that’s all you two did? Maybe I should fix you up with his friend. He’s pretty hot, too. Not sure if you know him. His name is Carlton.”
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