I blushed at his tone. "We are fucking, Jace. If I were planning on doing this with someone else, it would be none of your business." I snapped.
"I do not share, Olivia." Jace growled possessively into my ear and I shivered. God, how did he do this to me?
"If you must know, I'm on it to help with my cramps." I hissed.
The corner of his lips shifted onto a half-grin. "I must admit that pleases me."
"What does?" I asked, feeling boggled by his behavior. He didn't want to make love to me, but the idea of sharing me with another was enough to set him over the edge. I knew it was a possessiveness that should send me running for the hills, but rather than scaring me like it should, I found I was excited by him and my reasons were all wrong. I wanted Jace to want me. I wanted to belong solely to him.
Jace pushed his boxers from his hips with the hand that had gripped my hip before he pressed his hot erection against my aching folds. I moaned as a surreal bliss tore through my body, claiming every nerve ending for its tenure. Jace rubbed his shaft against my wetness, sliding against me in sinful strokes without penetration. How could something so simple, feel this good?
"The fact that there will be no barriers between us when I take you." Jace said roughly, as he answered my previous question. I sighed and he covered my lips with his, claiming me, as he swallowed my moan. "I need to be inside you."
"Yes," I whispered.
Jace shifted so the point of his shaft was resting against my opening. He felt large against me and I wondered, for only a moment, how this was going to work, and how bad it was going to hurt, when he pushed inside of me an inch before pulling back out. He repeated this motion, stretching me until I fully believed all the romance novels I read about the first time hurting, had been bullshitting me.
I wanted him deep inside of me, no longer fearing the possibility of pain as he continued his deliciously teasing invasion. "Are you ready?" He asked. His voice was strained and his eyes were tense. I wondered why.
"Yes." I whispered only a moment before his mouth covered mine and he plunged deep inside of me. Holy hell, there was pain. It was blinding and hot. Jace swallowed my cry as he remained lodged deep inside of me, not moving, as he allowed my body time to grow accustomed to his intrusion.
The pain was gone as fast as it came, and Jace began moving as though he knew the pain had dulled. His lips moved against my mouth, swallowing every moan that escaped my lips as though he was a man starved. I wrapped my legs around his waist giving him complete control over my body, as he plunged inside of me, filling me entirely before pulling out to dive inside again. God, this was...heavenly.
His thrusts took on a rhythm as he slid one arm beneath the crevice of my neck as the other rested on my hip, pushing me against him, helping me to meet his thrusts. Not that I needed any help. I was there with him. His speed quickened as he pounded relentlessly inside of me. His thrusts were quick and satisfying, mind consuming. My skin tightened and tingled, as he dove deep and my muscles quaked, as my body bowed. Oh. My. God. The pressure that built within me was excruciatingly sweet and fantastically liberating as I found my climax, combusting just the way I wanted, from the moment I first saw his glistening cheat, ebony hair, and bright blue eyes step from the bathroom in the hospital. Every moment between us had been leading to this one right here.
Jace continued to push inside me as I exploded around him, until he too, found his release. As he came, he called my name before settling on top of me, still lodged deep within me as he spilled himself inside. His eyes were hazy and satisfied. I had a feeling I mirrored him.
"Are you all right?" Jace asked. He brushed my hair away from my face gently. "Are you hurting?"
My brows furrowed. "People have been doing this since the beginning of time, Jace."
He shook his head. "I don't care about any of them. I care about the way you are feeling, so please, answer my question, Olivia."
My heart thumped in my chest. Okay, he didn't want to make love...fine. But, why did he have to go saying stuff like that and making my heart go all funny? It was not fair! "I feel good." I smiled, because I felt so deliciously great. The fact that he was still inside of me, keeping our bodies together, made the moment all the more pleasurable. "I feel wonderful, actually."
Jace kissed my lips and my heart rushed. "I'm glad to hear that."
Slowly, he pulled out of me. I felt odd without him inside of me. I had lived twenty-two years without him and now that he'd been in me, I was certain it was where he belonged, but to hell if I was voicing that. I had this memory with Jace to last a lifetime and I would make it last if it killed me.