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“Are you good?”

“You’regood,” I breathed, and he lowered his head back to my breasts, latching on as I moaned again. His hand worked faster, and my core got wetter until Jace lifted his head again.

“Are you ready for me already, Elix?”

“I think I was built ready for you,” I replied honestly.

His strong shoulders squared with mine as I reached down to remove his boxer shorts and free his stiff cock from the constraints of his underwear. I wanted nothing more than to feel him deep inside me.

Like a magnet, his center matched mine, my sopping wetness driving him in, the hard tip teasing my center of nerves.

“Take me!” I begged him, catching the taunting gleam in his eyes. “Please, Jace.”

“I love it when you beg me for it,” he said, but he didn’t make me beg anymore. With one solid thrust, he plunged into me, stealing my breath as he always did, forcing me to constrict around him. “Oh, so tight…” he sighed, his thumb running over the slickness of my clit.

“Oh, my gods!” I moaned when I could finally find my breath again, but Jace was off and going now, his plunges deep and hard, his hands cupping my cheeks upward.

Bowing his head into my neck, hot breath warmed my ear, his grunts and groans of pleasure fueling mine. Every nerve was on fire, every sensation alight. I bucked upward, wanting him to meld into me, become a part of me, but I was sure he was going to break me with his sheer size. Squealing, I clung to him, my head floating and flying as I struggled to keep up with his penetrating thrusts.

Abruptly, he withdrew, and suddenly, I was on all fours, facing the wall as Jace spread me from behind. Gently, he leaned forward, fondling my breasts as his huge shaft rubbed against my searing opening. “You like it like this?”

I turned my head to look at him. “I like everything you do to me.”

“Don’t tell me that,” he groaned, splaying his hands on my cheek.

I cried out when he began pounding into my soaking center once more, this time riding me slower, deeper, and firmer.

I felt every line of his shaft, my walls wrapping around him as tightly as I could manage. But as always, he was winning this battle of the climaxes and bringing me to yet another height before his own.

“Are you going to come for me, Elix?”

I wanted to tell him that I belonged with him, just like he did with me, but I was too lost in the throes of passion to do anything but what he instructed. Gushes of warmth burst over his thickness, and he groaned appreciatively, his thrusts growing harder and faster now.

“Good girl,” he panted, pulling back to hold my hips firmly. “That’s good, Elix.”

My ass arched higher, moving in motion to him, and I yelped with each jerk of his hips against mine.

Inside me, he grew wider, filling me entirely, and in seconds, he returned the hot streams to me, one after the other until he could no longer hold himself up, and collapsed at my side in a huff of breath. He fell out of me simultaneously, and I allowed my knees to buckle and land at his side.

Immediately, his arms wrapped around me, and Jace pulled me close.

“Hmm…” he murmured in my ear, his belly warm against my back. I curled against him, relishing the softness of his skin, the power of his arms. “Isn’t that so much better?”

“Yes,” I agreed sincerely. “It is.”

Burying his nose in my hair, he drew in a deep breath, and I closed my eyes.

“I do love you, Elix,” he mumbled, his voice already thick with sleep.

“I love you, Jace,” I replied, but his breathing told me that he was already falling into a deep sleep, well before he heard my response.

As comfortable as I was in his arms, as much as I felt loved and appreciated by Jace, I couldn’t forget what I’d done to him earlier and how dangerous I could be.

Maybe Jace can forget it, but I don’t think I can. Maybe I need to put an end to all this searching for answers. I’ll tell him tomorrow that I don’t want to do this anymore. No more training, no more making fireballs. I just want to go back to how things were before. It was easier that way.

But as I drifted off into a reluctant sleep of my own, I thought of my brother and how adamant he had been about me leaving well enough alone.

I should have listened to Saint in the first place, and now it’s too late. I’ve gone and made a huge mess of things, just like I always do.

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