Before I could move down and do that, Jace squeezed my breasts and maneuvered my body so that I was lying back on the bed, drawing a gasp from my mouth as he did so. He slid a hand down my belly and inside my panties, and when he let out a groan under his breath, I knew what he was feeling. He was exploring just how wet I was; just how hot I was for him, and he leaned down and crushed his mouth against mine again.
While our tongues feverishly danced, I moved my own hands back down to his cock, and I stroked up and down along his shaft as his fingers deftly played with my clit, making me squirm up and down on the bed. Then he pushed a finger inside me, and I gasped against his lips, still gripping his cock and jerking it up and down as his finger began to slide in and out of me. The pad of his thumb danced over my clit as he fingered me, playing me like a musical instrument, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter around him.
He claimed my lips with his again before I could let out another moan, and then he pulled his hand out of my panties and moved my own hand away from his cock.
“Mm…no,” I groaned, not wanting to be teased anymore. “Don’t stop!”
He smirked and leaned back, pulling my panties all the way off before quickly rifling around in a drawer, and it was then that I realized he wasn’t teasing me at all, and he definitely wasn’t stopping. This was the real deal. He was just finding a condom, and now he was about to….oh! The tip of his cock was at my entrance now, and then he drove himself inside me, lifting me further up the bed as I let out a cry of bliss.
He fucked me hard and fast, and I moved my hips to meet his every thrust. One hand rested between us, gently stroking my clit as his cock slid in and out of me, and Jace leaned down and growled into my ear.
“Fuck…you’re so hot and wet,” he said, his words immediately sending another frisson of pleasure down my spine.
I moaned an incoherent answer at him, and I could tell that the sounds of our sex were driving him wild. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in his movements as he sped up and fucked me mercilessly, and a big ball of pressure was quickly growing in my core, threatening to explode out of me at any moment.
“God, yes…” I gasped, arching my back to meet another thrust. “Like that….god, don’t stop…”
Jace’s fingers pressed harder against my clit, and his deep voice issued a command. “Come for me.”
And just like that, I was finally coming all over his cock, just like he wanted. He kissed me to keep me from screaming the house down as my muscles tightened and contracted around him, and I dug my nails into his back, riding out the waves of my climax as he drove me through it. He kept screwing me, even when I could barely see straight, and I kept shaking and shuddering as he kissed me and licked the side of my neck, moving down along the edges of my collarbone.
I was struck with a new purpose; a need to make him come. He’d already brought me so much pleasure, and it was my turn to do the same for him. I pushed against his chest, making him roll onto his back while he was still inside me, and then I straddled him, running my hands up and down his abdomen, arms and chest, feeling the hard outlines of every muscle. God, his body was incredible, and I was so lucky to be the one and only girl who got to touch it now.
I lifted my hips for a moment, so that only the very tip of him was inside me, and then I lowered myself back down on his cock again, holding myself steady with my hands on his chest. Jace groaned at the sensation of my tightness swallowing him up again, and I repeated the motion, faster and faster each time.
He grabbed my hips, trying to control my movements, but I smiled and pushed his arms back down, letting him know that I was in control now. To tease him, I started riding him slower, letting my hair fall around my face before looking into his eyes. I saw lust mixed with pure emotion in them, and that spurred me on again; speeding up, bouncing up and down, moaning the loudest I’d ever moaned in my life. I was wild, throwing my head back and digging my nails into his arms and chest as I rode him, and a loud groan escaped Jace’s mouth a moment later.
“Fuck, Rayna…..I’m gonna…”
“Do it,” I panted as I felt another rush of pleasure shooting from my core. “Come.”
I tightened around him as I slipped over the edge again, and he dug his fingers into my hips and growled. “Fuck, fuck, fuck….”
And then a guttural groan of pleasure escaped his mouth, and white-hot bliss swept through me as we climaxed together. I collapsed against his chest, panting, and he rolled me over onto my side so that we were spooning, his heavy arms wrapping around me as we tried to catch our breath. He held me for a long time, and as sleep finally claimed me, I knew for certain that I never wanted him to let me go.
Never.
Chapter 20
Rayna
“Liar.”
I woke up to Jace whispering in my ear, and I rolled over and grumbled. “Huh? What did I lie about?”
He grinned. “You said you weren’t going to get much sleep. But you’ve slept for hours. Look at the time.”
I tried and failed to stretch; I was simply too exhausted from the crazy time I’d had last night. “Just tell me what it is,” I murmured, closing my eyes again.
“It’s ten A.M.”
That was enough to make me sit bolt upright in bed and open my eyes wide. “Crap! I have to get to my own room!”
“In case our parents see us?” he said, one eyebrow arched.
Everything he’d told me about his father last night suddenly came flooding back to me in a deluge of bad memories, and my shoulders slumped. “Oh. Right. We’re not going to be family for much longer…but still, we should keep this to ourselves until we at least tell my Mom about your Dad, right?”
He nodded. “Good call. We don’t want to upset her even more. But don’t worry, I got up earlier and checked, and she’s not even home. Apparently she went out shopping for a few hours.”
The window was open, and a cold morning breeze blew through it, causing goose bumps to pepper my skin. I pulled the blankets up around myself, and I looked over at Jace as he walked over and shut the window before turning a heater on. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, and as I watched him fumble with the heater switch, my eyes traced the long pink scar on his back. It wasn’t ugly; it was simply part of who he was, and I was glad he’d finally told me all about how he’d obtained it. It’d been a nasty story, but apparently it had inspired him to be a better person, and I was proud of him. Maybe he’d done bad things in the past, but he’d learned from his mistakes, and every day he was taking steps towards being a good man.
“Jace,” I called out. He turned around, and I smiled. “Thank you. For everything. Especially last night. I don’t know what would’ve happened without you there.”
Jace walked back over to the bed, a deliberate nature to his step. Then he took my face in his hands and stared deep into my eyes, his brooding expression almost causing me to fall apart there and then. “You never need to thank me for stuff like that. I’ll always be there for you, no matter what.”
“Well, I wanted to thank you anyway,” I said. “I…um…I…”
I didn’t know how to say the words I so desperately wanted to, even though it should’ve been simple. Three words, eight letters. Not that hard.
Jace must’ve sensed my nervousness, because he kissed the tip of my nose and then whispered in my ear. “I don’t mind going first, babe. I love you.”
My heart leapt, and I thought I’d never be able to wipe the grin off my face. “I love you too.”
“Good,” he replied with a gentle smile. “After last night, I was kinda worried you’d hate me.”
“The sex wasn’t that bad,” I joked, and he chuckled.
“Very funny. You know that’s not what I was talking about.”
I nodded, the smile finally slipping from my face. “I know. You meant the Roy thing, and the stuff you told me about your Dad. So what are we going to do about it?”
“Well, first things first. We need to go to th
e police to give our statements about Roy—I called the nearest station and set up interview times for us while you were sleeping, so we need to be there in two hours—and after that, when your Mom gets home, we need to figure out how to tell her about Dad and sort out that whole situation. I already have a vague idea, but you might not be keen on it.”
“Why wouldn’t I? What is it?” I asked, my forehead wrinkling with concern.
“Well, it sorta involves me telling your Mom everything, then telling my Dad to go fuck himself and also telling him to cut me off and never speak to me again. Maybe losing his only son will be enough to make him realize he can’t keep fucking around with people the way he does.”
My hand flew to my mouth. “Jace…you can’t. It’s really sweet that you’d defend my Mom so much, but you can’t just end your relationship with your father over an affair he had.”
He shrugged. “Why not? He’s never given a fuck about me. All he’s ever done is throw money at me, like my whole life could just be bought. I know the money’s been good, and it’s given me opportunities most people don’t have. I’m still grateful for that, but I don’t want it anymore. It’s brought me so much trouble, and I‘m sick of drifting through life like a fucking trust fund baby idiot.”
“You’re not an idiot,” I said. “You’ve been trying to sort yourself out, and you’ve even started working at one of those finance companies. And you’re doing well at it!”
“The only reason I got the job is because it’s my Dad’s friend’s company. It’s just a copout; yet another thing Dad’s practically handed to me to keep me from doing something ‘lower class’ by his standards. But I want to earn my own money—not the same amount as him, just enough to be comfortable. I want to finally stand on my own two feet without his connections.”
“Doing what?” I asked.
“You already know. You’re the only one who’s ever said anything encouraging about it,” he replied, his gaze flickering over to his bookshelf.
“You want to write?”
“Yeah. I’d actually also like to run a publishing house one day. Not just print books, but e-books as well. I brought it up to Dad once, and he actually said he’d disown me if I tried such a thing, because apparently it’s not an ‘acceptable’ enough career, so there you have it. Either way, looks like he won’t be in my life much longer.”
“So what made you suddenly want to finally do this? Just this whole thing with your Dad cheating?”
“Nope. You,” he replied. My heart skipped a beat, and he continued. “You came into my life and made me see that I can be something more than what I was, and you showed me that I should go for all I want. There’s no point in life if I don’t at least try, and you know, you’ve been more like family to me than Dad ever has. So if and when you and your Mom leave the manor, I’ll be with you, and I’ll be leading the way.”
“I…” I started to speak, but before I could get a word out, Jace softly pressed his lips against mine, and the magic started all over again.
I grabbed him and pulled him back towards me, and we fell onto the sheets together. Jace was on top of me in a second, and I could see the desire in his eyes; he was starving for me.
“We have time, right?” I whispered, and he nodded before kissing me hard and roughly.
I lost myself in his touch, and any thought of what we needed to do later was completely lost as I began to give myself over to him again. His mouth moved down and kissed my collarbone and chest, and I twined my fingers through his thick hair, gasping as he pushed my legs open.
“I’ve been dying to taste you again,” he murmured as he moved even farther down, and I felt his lips kiss my clit ever-so-gently. I gripped the sheets on either side of me as he began to slowly lick and suck me, rolling his tongue over and around my clit and entrance, and waves of pleasure built through my body, threatening to engulf me already.
I tried not to moan too loudly, in case any of the morning household staff heard, but it was practically impossible with the way Jace was playing with me. I felt two fingers slide inside me as he worked his magic on my pussy with his mouth, and then he pulled away for a second, looking up at me from between my thighs.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he said, sliding the fingers in and out of me.
Then his mouth returned to my clit, and he was absolutely ravenous, licking at me like a starved man. His fingers pressed deep inside, sliding in and out and occasionally hitting the sweet spot on my front wall, and I let go of the sheets and let my hands trail over his body, loving the way his hard muscles tensed and moved under my hands. His fingers pressed even deeper, and I tipped my head back, almost losing myself as I moaned again and again, and I began to move my hips back and forth, feeling the blissful pressure building deep within.
“Come for me,” Jace murmured against me, and the vibrations of his voice were just enough to send me over the edge. The orgasm rolled throughout my whole body, warm and wonderful, and I gasped and cried out, still unable to believe just how much pleasure one man could bring me within the space of twelve hours.
As the pleasure began to fade and my legs stopped shaking, I got up and pushed Jace onto his back before sliding down between his legs and trailing my hair across his groin. I looked up at him for just a second, and he grinned down at me, knowing exactly what I had in store for him. I smiled back at him and grabbed the base of his cock, stroking him as I licked the palm of my other hand, getting it nice and wet, and then I switched hands and stroked him with the wet hand in long and slow movements.
“Shit…” he groaned. “You’re good at that.”
He hadn’t seen anything yet…
I lowered my head and slowly licked him from tip to base, and Jace groaned his approval. Beads of pre-cum were leaking out of the tip, salty yet somewhat sweet at the same time, and I licked it up, keeping my eyes up so I could watch his reaction.
“Christ,” he muttered, his face contorting with pleasure as he reached down and laced his fingers through my hair.
I slowly slipped my lips around his tip and sucked it hard, and then I took him deep into my mouth and really began to work his cock. I bobbed my head up and down, using my tongue and lips, sucking back and forth. His hands pressed down on my head, sliding his cock into my throat, and I worked hard to take as much of it as I could. He murmured dirty things as I worked away between his legs, and his words spurred me into action, making me move faster and harder.
When I felt his legs beginning to twitch slightly, I stopped moving so much and let him take over, letting him fuck my mouth. His hips slid up, thrusting into my face, and I kept one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, alternating between letting him fuck my mouth and doing all the work.
“Fuck…I’m so close,” he grunted only moments later, and then I tasted him as he stiffened, groaning loudly. His cum filled my mouth and throat, and I swallowed every drop before looking up at him with a smile.
“You’re so dirty,” he said with a grin as he watched my lick my lips.
“Only for you.”
“Well, there’s only one thing to do with a dirty girl,” he said, quickly getting up and scooping me into his arms. I squealed as he carried me into the bathroom and deposited me in the shower before turning the water on, and he joined me a second later, wrapping his arms around me and chuckling as I tried to flick water at him.
I knew we had things to do; knew we were needed down at the police station to give our statements soon. On top of that, we needed to tell my Mom what Jace had discovered last night, but she wasn’t home right now, so it could all wait a few more minutes.
Just five more minutes…
Chapter 21
Jace
I sat in the small office I’d been allocated at work, staring at my screen as I thought about the events of the day before. Rayna and I had told Elena everything, right after we’d returned from giving our statements about Roy to the police.
It’d been heartbreaking to watch. Elena’s fa
ce had crumpled, and she’d almost looked like she was about to have a heart attack, even though Rayna had told her about everything as gently as possible. I even thought Elena might slap me, seeing as I hadn’t told her what I’d seen right away, but after a long silence, she sniffed, regained her composure and looked at me.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice barely audible. “You did the right thing in telling Rayna first. There’s no one else I’d have rather heard it from, because if my own daughter is telling me to leave, then I know I have to. Otherwise I might’ve….I wouldn’t have wanted to believe it.”
And with that, she’d crumpled into a ball on the sofa and cried for three hours. Rayna had sat there and gently rubbed her back as she cried, and I’d thought about the best way to reveal to Dad that he’d been caught out. Elena and Rayna had given up their lives in California and moved all the way here to live with him, and he’d completely fucked them over within the space of two months, so when Elena finally told him the marriage was over because of what he’d done, I wanted it to sting for him. A lot. I didn’t think revenge was a particularly mature response in most cases, but fuck…he couldn’t keep treating women like this.
Something needed to be done. Something that’d make him think twice before he screwed over yet another decent person.
After a few hours, I’d finally come up with a plan. Luckily, Elena and Rayna had agreed with me about it, and while it had taken more time than we’d hoped to sort it out—five days—we were finally ready, and it was all happening today at lunch. I’d invited my father to a restaurant in the city under the guise of a ‘business’ lunch to discuss where my career was heading at his friend’s firm, knowing that was probably the only way to get him to meet up with me without seeming suspicious. After all, it wasn’t like I’d ever invited him to lunch before, and vice versa.
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