When I became coherent again, Jace was up next to me, cradling me in his arms, one finger teasing my nipple into a tight little bud. Smiling at me, he leaned forward, and his lips closed over the dark tip as he suckled and stroked my stomach and hipbones.
“Wow.” It was all I could say as I lay there like a noodle.
“You’re absolutely gorgeous, Alex.” Jace smiled up at me. “Thank you for letting me do that.”
“You’re gorgeous too, Jace.” I tickled his side. “But why am I naked and you’re still dressed?”
“Because I need to ask you again. Are you sure you want to go further?”
“Yes.” Definitive. I was sure. After experiencing his magnificent oral skills, I knew it would never be better than this. I was certain.
“Do you want some wine?” Jace held up the glass and chuckled nervously.
“No, I mean I appreciate the romance, but I’m not that into wine.” I laughed and gestured to myself. “Plus, underage. To drink. Not for the sex.”
“Ah, shit. You had to remind me.” Jace’s face became heated. His gaze roamed across my naked body; my already-hard nipples became painfully tight with anticipation.
“Your body is insane; you could be a supermodel.” Jace stroked my ribcage and once again teased each of my tight buds with his thumbs.
“Methinks you have a boob fetish.” I swatted his hand away playfully.
“You have no idea what you’ve done to me all summer going braless in those tank tops.” He swallowed, covering my entire breast in his hand.
“I’m a good girl, I don’t know what you are talking about.” I winked at him.
“I knew it!” Jace swatted at me. “You’re a vixen.”
“Well, lucky for you I took matters into my own hands or where would we be?” I sat up and grasped his T-shirt, tugging it up over his head.
“I was trying so hard to be good, and you’ve corrupted me.” Jace grabbed the shirt from me and tossed it on the ground.
“Right. Flashing your tattooed pecs and flexing your biceps at me.” I swatted at his arm. “I noticed.”
Jace caught my wrist and pulled me to him, my breasts pressed against his naked chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist, running my hands under his shirt to feel the definition of his muscled back. He suckled at my earlobe and lightly gripped each side of my face to move me where he wanted. Which, apparently, was to nibble at my neck.
“I loved watching you come,” he whispered into my ear, causing an instant jolt and another gush of wetness between my legs.
“Maybe I want to see you come too.” I licked his ear naughtily.
“Thank God.” Jace kissed my nose before standing up to kick off his sneakers.
Slowly, my sexy drummer undid his jeans and pulled them down together with his boxer briefs in one fell swoop. Although I’d seen him shirtless countless times by this point, I’d never seen him or any man fully naked before. Which was probably why I couldn’t keep myself from staring at his thick, impressive cock, which jutted up flush against his stomach. I swallowed when he wrapped his fingers around his wide base and stroked himself root to tip, his green eyes never leaving mine.
Unable to resist, I reached out to touch him, and he caught my hand to bring it to his girth and show me how to mirror his strokes.
“Fuck.” Jace’s eyes rolled back in his head when he let me take fully over.
“Can I suck on it?” I looked up at him.
“Jesus, Alex.” Jace’s eyes bugged out as I moved toward him. “No! I’m too close.”
“Fine, then get down here.” I motioned to the bed, still stroking him.
He nearly dove on top of me and suddenly everything became a blur of messy kisses and groping at each other, rolling all over the bed and crushing each and every rose petal into mush. Jace climbed on top of me and his hot, smooth, skin covered my writhing body. I continued to caress his hard muscles while his hair tickled my neck. Everywhere our bodies touched felt like an inferno of desire.
We couldn’t stop kissing, there was literally no way for us to stop. After all these weeks of him denying his attraction to me, he was unleashed. For me, being with him like this was all I’d dreamed of all summer. It was everything I ever wanted and more. Gawd. I could taste myself on his tongue.
Still lost in our kisses, Jace covered my body with his and settled in between my legs. His sandalwood scent permeated my senses as I breathed him in. I could feel his thick cock rubbing against my folds and instinctively I tilted my hips to give him better access. There was nothing I wanted more than for him to be inside me. Immediately.
Instead, Jace slowed way down, suckling my lower lip while bracketing me with his arms. As he looked into my eyes, his fingers smoothed my hair from my face. Touching his forehead to mine, he canted his hips against my core. I could feel his shaft throbbing between us.
“Alex, please tell me you have a condom.” He gritted out in a strangled voice.
Fucking hell. Of course I didn’t.
“I’m on the pill.” I blurted. I’d been on the pill to regulate my period since I was fourteen.
“Jesus, Alex.” He sighed and rolled off me.
“I trust you.” I leaned toward him, my head on my elbow.
“You shouldn’t.” Jace sat back on his knees and flopped on his back beside me, his cock bobbing against his stomach, weeping at the tip.
“You’re clean, right?” I rotated so I was sitting on top of him and gripped his girth, loving the heft, the velvety heated texture of his iron-hard length. “Carter’s always preaching to all of you, so you’ve probably always used one.”
“Of course I have.” He gripped my ass to pull us tighter together. “And for fuck’s sake, don’t
