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He takes his hard cock into his hands and starts to stroke, staring back at me. The smirk that appears on his face shouldn't be anywhere near that sexy, but fuck, it is. He runs his fingertips over my skin, just to see the way it makes me shiver.
"Jace," I pant. "Please."
Winking, he smiles. "Patience, baby."
He climbs back onto the bed and lines up at my entrance, but doesn't push in. Instead, he just rubs the head of his dick up and down right over my clit. If there was a king of teasing, Jace would take the gold medal, every time.
It takes more whimpering than I’m proud of before he finally pushes himself inside of me. He fills me entirely and feels like absolute heaven, but just as I think he's going to go full force like he normally does, he stills.
"You know," he murmurs against my ear. "I bet I could stay just like this, and you'd still cum. Just my cock inside of you is enough to get you off. Isn't it?"
I try to fight him on it. Try to keep it away. But between the gravely tone of his voice, and the way his breath feels hitting the side of my face, I don't stand a fucking chance. His gaze locks with mine as he stays in one place, completely unmoving, and watches me come undone.
The second my orgasm hits, he smirks—pleased with himself—and then it's on. He pulls back, only to slam into me, and I cover my mouth as I scream out. He takes out all his anger and frustrations on me, pounding into me like I'm unbreakable. Bulletproof. Only around for his own personal pleasure.
"That's it. You take me so well. Everything I give you. Every inch."
Pulling out, he flips me over and instantly thrusts back in. He brings my arms behind my back so I fall forward and my ass is stuck in the air. With his grip on my wrists, he uses the leverage to fuck me as hard as he can. The headboard bounces off the wall with every motion, and I've never been so glad to have the house to ourselves.
"I want another," he orders.
His free hand comes down hard against my ass, and I yelp at the contact.
"Another."
As if he has full control over my body, it doesn't take long before I'm off the edge again, settling into pure bliss as he uses my body as his own personal playground. He fucks into me a few more times before pulling out and stroking himself to finish off. Streaks of hot cum cover my back, but I can't be bothered to move. My whole body tingles, and all I want is to lie here forever.
Jace takes the time to clean me off and then crawls into bed next to me and kisses my forehead. "You are so much more than I deserve."
I want to argue it. To tell him that we belong together. To convince him he's not this monster he paints himself to be. But my mouth won't move as I drift to sleep.
SITTING IN THE PARKING lot of North Haven Behavioral, I'm waiting for Jace to come out of his appointment. Becca's voice flows through the speakers in the car. When Jace got arrested, she was able to extend her trip a little, but since he got out, she had to go back. However, she's made sure to check in even more than normal.
"I cannot believe we don't agree on this," she groans. "Chris Hemsworth is the hottest Hemsworth brother."
I chuckle. "You pronounced Liam wrong."
"Dude, he made all the problems in his relationship look like Miley's fault when we all know she's a literal queen. There's something wrong with him."
"Maybe," I concede. "But we're not talking about who is more mentally stable. We're talking about who looks the best, and Liam is hotter than Chris. I'm not sorry about it."
She makes a sound of disgust. "I don't know why I deal with you."
"Because you love me."
"You tricked me," she claims. "I didn't know you had such bad taste in men until it was too late." After a pause, she giggles. "Speaking of bad taste in men, how is our little felon?"
"Becca," I warn.
But that only makes her laugh harder. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I had to."
"Did you though?"
"Absolutely," she says shamelessly. "I mean, you really don't think he did it? Like you fully believe he's completely innocent?"
It's a question I've been asked a lot lately, especially since the whole school caught wind that a potential murderer has been going there since September. It only took a matter of a couple days before everyone figured out his name, what dorm he was in, and who I am. Still, the one thing that hasn't changed is my belief in him.
"He didn't do it," I answer with confidence. "I mean, think about it, Becs. You've known him for years. Do you really think Jace London is capable of murder?"
