When our lips met again, we sipped deliciously from each other’s mouths in the aftermath of our explosive reunion.
“Jesus,” I said when I could finally speak.
“God,” Alex sighed.
“Come to my hotel.” I smoothed her hair and kissed her temple. “We can hole up for a couple of days and stay naked for days.”
“Okay,” Alex agreed without any argument whatsoever.
“Then hurry up and pack some things, woman.” I sprung up and pulled her with me, indulging in a saucy spank on her bare ass.
In record time I’d clothed myself and admired the view of Alex’s spectacular naked, tight, body scurrying around the room, gathering clothes and toiletries. She was such a turn on, I loved how she had no inhibitions about being completely nude in front of me. When she attempted to move past me to grab her clothes, I pulled her down on my lap instead.
Her long legs splayed over mine, she rested her head on my shoulder and I stroked her silky inner thigh. Holding my face in her hands, she caressed the day’s stubble and closed her eyes before she drew me to her lips. Our kisses were sweet, but her eyes popped open when I inserted three fingers into her pussy, which was still very lubricated from our recent activities. When I found her G-spot I rubbed it and lazily circled her clit with my thumb. My other arm supported her upper body, giving me just enough room to tweak and pinch her nipple with my fingers.
“Jace!” Alex chanted every time I hit the mark. She thrust her hips up and clenched my fingers tightly in her channel through another spectacular orgasm.
“If the only thing I did all day was watch your beautiful face when you come, I’d be a happy man,” I growled in her ear, suckling at her earlobe while her spasms subsided.
“I’d be on board with that.” Alex panted; her blue eyes locked with mine. “And I’m down for seeing more of your O-Face, Jace.”
The funny thing is, although I’d blurted the sentiment without thinking, I knew what I said was inherently true. Something had immediately shifted inside me when I saw her again at the party. This wasn’t just fun and games. It wasn’t just sex. I wanted her to be mine. I needed her to be mine. I’d never had such intense emotions.
How can I make this happen?
Chapter 12
ALEX
We didn’t leave Jace’s luxurious hotel suite in Belfast for forty-eight hours. True to his promise, we stayed gloriously naked the entire time and Jace took me in every position he could think of in every location. We were starved for each other. Muscles I didn’t know existed ached deliciously in every way possible, I was in a constant state of arousal just thinking about his muscled body, his cleft chin, dimples, piercing green eyes, and gloriously and perpetually erect cock. When he wasn’t inside me, I felt like a piece of me was missing, and so we’d start all over again.
It was clear that something had changed between us. We weren’t fucking, we were making love. Jace had always been caring and sweet, but both of us always remained a bit distant.
Now, the way he looked at me seemed different. Loving. Reverential. Possessive. Content.
Gawd, I knew it because I looked at him the same way.
On the morning he had to fly to Scotland, I felt a little blue but tried to hide it. We lay in the big bed wrapped in each other’s arms, savoring our last hours together. Jace was kissing my head and face. I was raking my fingers through his thick, blond hair, staring into the distance. I wanted to live in the moment forever. Instead, a stupid timer was in my head ticking away the minutes until he left.
“Hey, are you with me, Poppy?” Jace used his finger to tip my chin up to look at him and, dammit, my eyes filled with tears.
Mortified, I tried to cover it up because I did not cry.
“I hope it’s not another two years until I see you again.” I managed to choke out.
“No, that’s not going to happen.” Jace teased my nipple with his finger, smiling as it puckered.
“It could.” I hated how my voice sounded so needy.
“The thing is, Alex—I don’t want that.”
Wait. What?
“What do you mean?” I studied him, confused but also hopeful.
“Come with me.” Jace’s green eyes flickered as though he’d solved a difficult puzzle. “Yes! Come on tour with us.”
“Jace—” I knew I couldn’t tour with the band. I had my own plans. Zoey and I were back in each other’s lives and—well—girl code and everything. Unless Jace and I had something real, how could I risk wrecking that?
I wouldn’t. Not if we were just regular hook-ups.
“Oh shit, this will be great,” Jace’s was more animated than I’d ever seen him. “The guys think you’re awesome, I’m sure they’d totally be cool with it.”
“Um. No. I can’t do that.” I booped his nose.
“Oh.” Jace visibly deflated. “Why?”
I gestured between us. “Do any of the guys even know about me? About this?”
“Not exactly.” He averted his eyes.
“So, you see? It’s not a good idea.” I shook my head sadly. “Besides, after the album, Zoey wouldn’t understand.”
Jace squinted with determination as he often did when noodling over some LTZ issue. “Maybe you could meet me sometimes?” We can look at my schedule and see when I have more than one day off, you could just fly in.”
“I don’t know . . .” I wasn’t sure that I liked the direction this was headed. It felt a little groupie-ish.
“Poppy, we have five more months in Europe. I want to see you as much as possible.” He had a look in his eyes that I’d never seen before. Like I was a special prize. No one had ever looked at me like that and I’d been engaged. “I mean. Well, I’d really like to see where this thing between us goes.”
“Us as in ‘us?’” I was visibly
