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"Oh my God," she gasps. "I'm sorry. I was...I'm sorry."
I can't help but chuckle as she covers her face. "It's fine. If you want to touch my cock, it's free game."
She whimpers and reaches over to smack me, though it lacks force. "Ugh, this was a bad idea."
"What were you trying to do?"
Her head turns my way, and she huffs. "I was looking for your hand."
I lift my hand from next to my head. "It's up here."
"I see that now."
Thankfully, my fears of her insisting she sleeps on the couch dissipate as she doesn't move. Instead, she goes back to staring up at the ceiling, but I'm rock hard at this point. Even just a second of her touch was enough to wake the beast.
I slowly drag my fingertips down her arm, starting from her shoulder. Then, I skate over to her leg and make my way up her thigh—really taking my time in case she wants to stop me. But she doesn't. She stays completely still, until just before I reach the waistband of her shorts. My fingers dip under the fabric, and her breath hitches.
"You said no funny business," she whispers into the silence.
I hum. "Trust me, I find nothing funny about this."
Rubbing circles with my thumb, I keep my hand exactly where it is, giving her every opportunity to pull it away, but when I realize that moment isn't coming, it's game on.
I slide down over her pussy, only to find she's already wet. The first thing I do is press my middle finger right over her clit, and she lets out a breathy moan as she arches her back. That's one thing I've always loved about her—she's so fucking responsive. Even the slightest touch turns her into putty in my hands.
Taking my time, I make sure to pay attention to all the places I know she loves. It's like they were all etched into my brain, waiting for the next time I would need them.
I dip two fingers inside of her and use my thumb on her clit, getting both of the most sensitive spots on her at the same time, and I can feel as she's coming apart. Her breathing is shallow, and her stomach keeps tightening. She turns her head to face me, finally locking her eyes with mine, and every answer I've been looking for is right there in them.
We meet halfway, and just as our lips touch, our tongues connect. Tasting her is everything, and as her tongue wraps around my own, I firmly believe I could live in this bed for the rest of my life, as long as she stays in it with me.
Her hand slides under my sweats and over my cock, this time intentionally, and as her fingers wrap around it, I swear I see stars. She pumps me up and down as I continue to work magic on her. It's everything I've needed and didn't even fucking know it.
As she starts to reach her high, her movements get sloppy, and she moans louder. I swallow them down and try to keep her quiet, but if Carter wakes up to it, I don't care. Consider it payback for all the times I had to listen to his headboard banging against the wall.
"Fuck me," she orders against my mouth.
I shake my head and continue the exact same motion, knowing it's only a matter of time before she completely explodes. Her moans turn to whimpers as she chases her orgasm, and with a little extra pressure on her clit, her pussy tightens around my fingers and she lets go while I work her through it.
Her mouth slows against my own, and while still kissing her, I gently remove her hand from my pants. My cock all but screams in protest, especially after not cumming from someone else's touch in over a year. However, I know it's the best choice.
"What are you doing?" she questions. "You didn't finish."
I kiss her once more, soft and slow, and then back away. "Tonight wasn't about me."
She stares into my eyes, like she has a million different questions, but she must find all the answers, because she doesn't ask any. Instead, she rolls closer, into my arms, and lets out a breath of air. I kiss the top of her head and rub my hand up and down her back.
Just as I think she's asleep, her voice pierces the silence. "Why didn't you want to have sex with me?"
I should've known she was going to ask that. I pull her impossibly closer and rest my head on hers. "Because you felt like you had to avoid me after we kissed. I didn't want to do anything you're not ready for."
She's quiet for a second, and then with a kiss on my chest, she sighs. "Goodnight, Jace."
"Night, babe."
PAIGE IS GONE LONG before I wake in the morning, but it doesn't make me feel ditched in any way. I knew before going to sleep that she had class in the morning. I roll over and find a note on my nightstand in familiar girly handwriting. With my face still smushed into the pillow, I unfold it and bring it closer so I can see what it says.
Jace,
