All Good Things(102)

I shivered again for what felt like the millionth time, and this time, when Jace stepped toward me, I didn't stop him. I was powerless against him. My love for him overpowered my fear of him as his hands reached out to touch me. He tugged on the zipper at the back of my dress and turned me to face the mirror. His eyes remained on mine as he stripped me of my wet clothing. Never once did he touch me as he removed the sopping articles, but oh, how I'd wanted him to. Even still, after everything I knew about him...I wanted him.

Jace turned and walked brusquely to the bathtub. He turned the taps and tested the water until it was just right. When it was nearly full, he turned back to me. His eyes were ablaze with restrained desire and I could see he was hard by the tent of his pants. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. But, was he as powerless against me as I was against him? If I were to pursue this thing...whatever it was with Jace...would we ever be equals.

"Get into the water, Olivia." I didn't miss the air of command in his tone. And, although I wanted to prove I couldn't be controlled, my body denied my brain and I moved as though on auto-pilot.

I stepped into the warm water and sighed as I sank down into the warmth, letting it seep into my cold bones. Jace moved closer to my head.

"Lean back and wet your hair." I obeyed. Jace reached for the shampoo before stretching his fingers into my hair. He massaged my head and I felt yet another burst of tears well within me. Thankfully, they remained hidden. How could this man who appeared to star in nightmares be the epitome of my pleasure? How could his actions toward others be so inhumane and monstrous, while toward me his hand was so kind, his touch so gentle?

Jace spoke. "Do you know how worried I was when I couldn't find you?"

"No."

"I felt as though my heart was being torn from my chest." He spoke gruffly. "I was terrified for your safety. I was terrified of loosing you."

"I was afraid of you, Jace." I admitted softly.

"I don't want you to feel that way." His hands rinsed my hair and when I sat back up, I replied.

"What you want does not change how I feel."

His eyes darkened and he moved his hands that were now lathered in body wash over my body. His touch was like silk and its effect was just as erotic. His hands moved over my legs, over my knee and he paused, staring at the scrape. "How did you get this?"

"I fell."

He nodded crisply before continuing his sensuous exam. His hands washed my feet, massaging them, until I moaned. I caught the hint of a smile touching his lips at the sound, and my heart fluttered of its own accord.

God, I loved him. I was certain I would forever love him.

"You're so beautiful." Jace's words pulled me from my thoughts and I smiled sadly.

"Will you do something for me?" I asked. This was going to be the hardest thing for me to do...but, I knew it was for the best. It had to be done. So, we could both move on.

"Anything." He whispered.

"Make love to me." I watched as his eyes ignited with fire and his hands stopped massaging my foot.

"Are you certain?"

I nodded. This is what I would need to let him go. One last time with him. I was fully aware he would take my heart with him when he left, but I needed just this one last moment to carry with me for a lifetime.

Jace stood and stripped from his suit. His movements were slow and his eyes never left my face as he let each article fall to the floor. I stood from the bath water when he was finished and moved directly into his arms. I didn't care I was wet, and he was dry. I didn't care when he picked me up, winding my legs around his hips as his erection pressed against me and walked me to my bedroom that we were about to soap my sheets. I just wanted him, as much of him as I could take...because, I knew, I couldn't handle everything he longed to give...or take from me.

Jace set his hands against my butt, lifting me away from him, positioning his erection against my opening as he walked to the bed. His eyes were on mine as his cock pressed against my folds. Hot and throbbing for me in the same way I was for him. A need burst within me and I stared into his eyes as I pressed my hips down, filling myself with him entirely.

"Fuck Olivia," Jace groaned, as I cried out. My entire body sang alive with stimulated nerve endings as he held me against him. He walked to the bed, and I felt his every step deep inside my core. His lips found mine; searing me with every kiss and his tongue explored my mouth.

He shifted and set me back on the bed, looking deep into my eyes as he started a gentle, rhythmic pounding within me. He was so deep, hitting me in just the right way...a way only he could. My body climbed higher and higher, elated at the release he promised me...but, my mind and heart were in agony. Unlike my body, both my mind and heart accepted this as the last time with Jace.