Page 120 of Brooklyn Cupid


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My head spins at the promise.

His lips find mine, and we sink into the back seat as our bodies twine together.

“Lu, I wanna touch you everywhere,” he whispers as his velvety tongue licks into my mouth insistently but so erotically gently. “I wanna lick you. Every-fucking-where.”

“Jace,” I whimper against his impatient mouth. “You are making me blush.”

“I’ll make you blusheverywhere, too.” His hands don’t stop moving over my body. “I want to touch myself, and touch you, and have you touch me, and then…yeah…”

His lips are on my neck, trailing open-mouthed kisses down to my shoulder. I melt into him, wanting to touch him everywhere too.

I’m tipsy. The cab music is soft. I don’t want this to stop. But the cab halts, and I have to pull Jace off me.

“We are here,” I murmur, flushed and hot, wanting to sprint up to the eleventh floor so we can carry on.

“Right here,” Jace echoes, nuzzling my ear and peppering my neck with kisses.

I chuckle and pull him off of me. “Jace, we are home! Let’s go!”

“Oh, right.”

He ruffles his hair and looks around wildly like I pulled him out of his dream, then helps me out of the cab.

We hold hands and kiss as we hurry through the Goldsling Towers’ lobby, then make out in the elevator, then stumble into the condo, kissing and grabbing at each other.

Jace gently pushes me against the wall by the door, his hands everywhere on me.

“I want to kiss you all over. Your smile“—he brushes his fingers against my lips, then licks them—“Your body”—his hands glide down my torso—“Your legs”—he slides down my body and takes off my shoes. “Your impossibly long legs,” he whispers as he kisses my thighs, slowly rising, his hands following his mouth, until his face is above me and his hands are under my skirt.

Ambien can’t turn you into someone you are not. It just brings out the more intense you. And Jace is a lover.

“I love when you talk like this,” I murmur, burning up at his touch.

His hands leave my thighs and slide up to cup my face.

“You are a dream, Lu. You make me feel like the sun shines on me when you are around.” He kisses me softly, and my heart flutters at the words. “I wanna lick that sunshine.” I chuckle. “Wanna lick you like a popsicle. Head to toe.”

I’m blushing.

I’m hot.

I’m grinning.

I want his hands in other places that are pulsating with need. I’ll be a popsicle. Anything he wants.

He palms my butt again and picks me up, my legs instantly wrapping around his waist.

His smile is beautiful as he carries me to my bedroom. His eyes are sparkly and dilated.

“I’m gonna take you to bed, Lu, but maybe you should tell me to go away.”

“Why?”

“I’ll do naughty things to you.”

“You should,” I whisper.

“That’s it, then. You are in trouble.”

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