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He comes behind me and slips his hands around my waist and lowers his head to kiss my neck. “It was fine. I got the feeling they were uncomfortable to meet me.” The hairs at the back of my head stand up. Jace is very intuitive.
“It was the first time. Next time will be easier.” I hold my breath, waiting for his reaction.
His hands rise up to cup my breasts and all my fears are forgotten. He squeezes, then thumbs my nipples and I feel the warmth in my belly. He pulls down the zipper of my dress and I rotate to face him. The fabric of the dress pools at my feet, and I step out of it. Jace moves closer, pressing his body against mine, and I let out a soft gasp as his lips fall on mine, tasting of sweet red wine. His hands run over my curves, exploring every inch of my body, and I feel myself melting in his arms. For now, I am his and he is all mine.
Jace looks at me with an intensity I’ve never seen before. His eyes travel over my body as if he’s trying to memorize every curve. I suddenly feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he whispers.
Jace lays me on the bed, and I watch him as he undresses. In the room lit only by the soft light of the moon, every shape and line is visible. I ache to reach out and touch the smooth curves and sharp angles of his body.
He joins me in bed and pulls me close, his hands tracing soft patterns on my back. His touch is gentle, like a whisper on my skin, leaving a trail of warmth that lingers long after he pulls away. His fingertips delicately explore every curve and inch of my body, setting my skin alight. I let out a soft sigh as I relax into his embrace.
I let out a gasp as Jace enters me, and I feel myself open, my heart expanding with all the love I had been trying to keep locked away. He moves slowly at first, almost tentatively, and then with increasing intensity. I feel myself trembling with each thrust, and soon we are lost in a passionate embrace, in a moment that seems to last forever.
He holds me close as we move together, and I feel his heart beating against mine. As we reach our climax a wave of emotion washes over me. "I love you."
Jace pauses for a moment and then looks at me, his eyes filled with love. He kisses my forehead gently. “I love you too.”
Chapter 23: Jace
Olivia loves me! I want to shout it from the rooftop. At thirty-four years old, I’ve finally met the love of my life. I sit in my office relieving the previous night. It had started awkwardly meeting Olivia’s brother, his wife, and his best friend. It was as if they didn’t want to talk in my presence, which is crazy. Why would they not want to socialize with me?
Maybe they had a thing about people with wealth. But that was stupid. I’d worked hard and together with my brothers; we took the clinic to another level. I can’t figure out what went gone wrong during dinner. It’s one of those things that you can’t put a finger on but doesn’t stop bothering you.
Olivia comes in at seven-thirty, half an hour after I left her apartment. Her footsteps tell me that she’s headed to her desk. The next thing I hear is the gentle hum of her computer as it comes on, the faint click of the mouse, and the tapping of the keys. I give her a few minutes and when she doesn’t come to my office, I reach for my phone to text her.Aren’t you going to give your love a good morning kiss?
Her reply comes a second later.We already kissed good morning.
I smile, recalling our farewell moment that had involved a brief, yet intense, kiss in the doorway of her apartment. I had lingered there, my fingertips reaching out to her one last time before I turned and left.
A knock comes on my door and it swings open before I can say anything. Olivia appears looking sexy in a black pencil skirt that hugs her hips. She comes to my desk, leans forward, and kisses me. My cock stirs even though it’s less than three hours since we made love.
Olivia giggles and sashays toward me, her hair dancing with each step. I beam up at her from my chair, my heart jumping at the sight of her.
"Come around. I want to kiss you properly. Then I can focus on my work," I murmur, my voice barely a whisper.
She chuckles but doesn't reply. Instead, she stops in front of me and slowly lowers herself to sit on my lap. She clasps her arms around me and lays her head against my chest, her hair spilling over my shoulders.
I raise my hands to her cheeks and stroke them softly, before leaning in and gently pressing my lips against hers. Olivia raises her head and we kiss intensely, our lips pulling apart only when we need to take a breath. My hands wander over her contours, her velvety skin, and her heat.
Finally, she withdraws and stands, a small smile playing on her lips. "To be continued," she says, before spinning away and leaving my office.
I stay in my chair, my heart thudding and my mind still occupied with thoughts of her. I eventually manage to get back to work, though it takes me a long time to stop thinking of her.
At eight, she brings me my coffee, and as usual, we go through my schedule. It’s a busy day but all the while, Olivia is in my thoughts. I have a burning need to do something that shows a change in our relationship.
It comes to me and I tell Olivia over dinner at my place that evening. “I want you to meet my parents,” I tell Olivia over a chicken salad. We’re seated opposite each other on the kitchen island and I can see her expression clearly.
Her first reaction is not encouraging.
She cocks her head and looks at me, the way she does when she’s thinking something over. “I don’t know if I want to meet your parents.” She looks me straight in the eye and I can see that she means every word.
“Why not?” My voice reveals the hurt I’m feeling. I thought that she would be eager to meet my parents the way I was eager to meet her family.
“Because they’ll want to know who I am,” she says.
I blink at Olivia, not understanding her meaning. “Yes. They will. What’s wrong with that?”
