We didn’t turn on one light when we walked into my hotel room. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to see him. On the contrary, I could look at Jace all day and still want to look more.
We didn’t speak either. Not one word when we pulled into the hotel parking lot, walked through the lobby, rode up the elevator, and walked down the silent and empty hall. It wasn’t because it was awkward or because we had nothing to say. After sitting in the stands in his lap tonight and listening to him and him listening to me I knew conversation would never be a problem.
Have you ever wanted someone so much you couldn’t see?
Have you ever felt need so deep the words wouldn’t come?
Light and words weren’t needed right now. We were past that.
My shoes were the first to go. Jace dropped the bag filled with tacos on the dresser and turned. I didn’t even wonder if he would be ready so soon after the car. I saw it in his eyes. I felt it in the air.
The hum of the AC unit by the window was the only sound in the room besides the thundering of my heart.
Jace used nimble fingers to peel his jacket off my shoulders. I abandoned it to the bed. The rest of my clothes came off slowly, excruciatingly slow. Each garment fell to the dark floor without another thought, and the closer I got to being bare, the more anticipation I felt.
My knees rattled beneath my skin. A fine tremor made my fingers clumsy when I reached for his shirt. He must have sensed how far gone I was because he brushed my hands away softly and disrobed right before my heated stare.
Between my legs was soaked. Tingles of pain shot up into my lower belly, and my breasts ached for his hands. Jace’s bare skin was like a beacon in the dark. Every line of his body stood out; the strength he emanated seemed to make me feel even weaker.
Powerless wasn’t a feeling I reveled in, but oh, I reveled in it right now.
Stepping up to him, my palms flattened on his smooth chest and dragged over his shoulders, down his biceps. His hands spasmed around mine, but I kept moving, keeping my touch elusive, letting him feel it, but not lingering any one place long enough for him to be fully satisfied.
I wanted Jace to know how I felt. I longed to make him hurt with need. If I was going to love him, then I would do it better than anyone else ever could.
And yes, I was going to love Jace.
I was already falling, spiraling deep.
He stood beneath my exploration, his body taut. He didn’t move but for the rapid rise and fall of his chest.
On impulse, I leaned forward, placing my ear just over his heart. The sound of it beating was so satisfying because of the quickened pace. I closed my eyes briefly, taking in the rhythm, committing it to memory.
Jace’s bare arms wrapped around me, and the tips of his fingers found the nape of my neck.
I wasn’t yet ready to pull away from him, from the sound beneath my ear, so I dragged my nails gently down his back, enjoying the way his waist dipped in slightly above his ass. Lightly, I drifted farther down, over his cheeks, and flirted with his crack to finally reach the back of his thighs.
Between us, his rod poked me, a constant reminder of all the pleasure yet to come. Slowly, I pulled back, closing my lips around his nipple. Jace sucked in a breath as I sucked and played with the erect bud, nipping at it with my teeth.
After I repeated the process with the other, I trailed hot kisses down his toned abdominals, past his belly button, and to the smooth skin above his dick.
The second my tongue swiped over it, his hands went beneath my armpits and lifted me. He moved around the side of the king-size, and with one great yank, the blankets gave way. Crooking a finger at me, I went to his side and was pressed down into the center of the blankets.
My arm fell out to the side, my fingers reaching for him. Lips unlike any lips I’d ever known lightly caressed those fingertips, moving down over my hand, my wrist, and up my arm. The farther up he kissed, the closer he came, until he was on the bed completely and climbed between my legs.
Jace wrapped his arms beneath me. I arched up to get closer the same time he moved over me, bringing us chest to chest.
His weight pressed me into the bed, and I expelled a satisfied sigh. I liked being skin to skin with him like this, every part of him touching every part of me.
Still wrapped up in his arms, he began to kiss me. First my cheeks, my eyelids, and then the tip of my nose. Emotion swelled up inside me, so much it made me overwhelmed, and I began to wiggle like I wanted to get away.
A little bit of panic intruded on our moment, and I was angry at it, but the feeling was too strong to ignore.
“Josie.” My name sounded almost like a command.
Our eyes met.
“It’s okay,” he told me in a much gentler tone.
I started to shake my head, mortified because this wasn’t me. Emotion like this never brought me down, but oh, I was drowning.
I was drowning in Jace.
“It’s all right, baby.” He assured me.
I wasn’t prepared for this. I was prepared for sex, for satisfaction, for mind-bending pleasure. Not for emotion. Not for something deeper than just two people merging their bodies.
This felt like he was trying merge into my soul.
It was scary.
It felt a lot like love.
“Jace, I—”
“I know,” he murmured, pushing up on his elbows to look down. His eyes reflected back to me everything I felt.
Before I could say anything else, our lips met. His tongue swept inside my mouth. It felt like he belonged. It felt like home. All the anxiety I felt was soothed away.
Just like that, my body went boneless beneath him.
He felt the give inside me, and he moaned.
We stayed like that for a while, making out, having sex with just our mouths. Eventually, it wasn’t enough. His mouth began to explore. Down my neck and over my collarbone he sucked.
My head fell to the side when his mouth closed around my breast while one hand massaged the swollen, needy flesh.
I made a sound of appreciation and spread my legs. He settled between them, the head of his large cock teasing the slick heat in my center.
I moved impatiently, but he pulled back just enough to rob me. Jace worked my body over until my eyes would barely open.
I stroked him when I could and kissed him when his body was near, but slowly, he worked his way downward until his dark head was between my thighs.
Two fingers parted my folds, and satisfaction rumbled out of him. I was almost certain he whispered my name before using his mouth for a whole other purpose.
No one ever explored that part of my anatomy with so much focus and desire. His tongue licked everywhere. His fingers stroked deep and swirled around inside my heat until I was shuddering against the blankets.
But he wouldn’t let me come. He seemed content to bring me to the peak, then back off until I was panting to be lifted up again.
I don’t know how much time passed. How long we tortured each other in that bed before his body rose over mine in a way that made my stomach flop.
My knees bent, feet flat on the mattress, as my thighs cradled his body between mine with patience the rest of me did not contain.
The fingers on Jace’s left hand were still a little slick from my pleasure when he grasped my jaw and stared down into my eyes.
With one hard stroke, he entered me, and I cried out.
His hand fell away, and even though we tried to hold each other’s stare, the bliss just took over. My nails dug into his back as he thrust deep. His large, unforgiving size stretched my walls in the best way. Every part of me felt full.
He set the pace, but I kept up, thrusting to meet each of his.
“I want more, Jace.” I panted when his mouth closed over my breast and sucked. “Harder.”
His mouth left, and his body rose on his hands. He pulled back, almost abandoning my body completely, then surged deep.
My mouth opened, but no sound came out.
He did it again and again.
“Like that?” he whispered.
I nodded. His pace increased until he was pounding into me so hard and fast I would probably have bruises on my inner thighs in the morning.
God, it was so good.
He delivered exactly what I needed, and it felt in that moment my body had been waiting for him my entire life.
“Don’t stop.” I panted as he plunged into my body.
The veins in his neck stood out, and a sheen of sweat coated my skin. I was so close to the edge, but I didn’t want to give in. Not yet.
I couldn’t give this up.
It was like he knew. He smiled swiftly the same moment he surged in. I fought against the orgasm and lifted my shoulders off the mattress to fasten my lips on his shoulder.
One of his hands delved into my hair and tugged. My face came back, and his mouth crashed over mine. His tongue fucked my mouth while his dick fucked my body.
And then I was shuddering, coming apart beneath him. He lowered my body to the pillows and rocked in so close our pelvises ground together.
I called out his name, but it sounded like the mewl of a kitten because the peak of my orgasm was so intense it robbed me of almost everything.
Jace’s body collapsed onto mine, and with one last shove, I felt him spill deep inside me. His shout was muffled in the pillow above my shoulder, and his entire body quaked with release.
I wrapped my arms and legs around him, keeping his body close to mine.
A short while later, we ate tacos in bed by the light of the moon shining through a partially opened curtain. When that was done, we made love again. I fell asleep in his arms but didn’t stay there long.
I came awake with his mouth between my legs, his tongue working my swollen clit. I came right across his tongue this time, and he lapped it up like he’d never tasted anything sweeter.
After that, it was like our bodies gave in despite our hearts’ demands. I fell asleep with my hair spilled across his chest and the sound of his heart echoing in my head.