All Good Things(40)

"I asked you first." Jace growled, against my throat. I tilted my head to the side, offering my throat to him.

"I like when you answer my questions." I breathed. I felt his lips move into a smile against my skin.

"I like when you listen to me." Jace said smoothly. His hand moved up over my breast and he squeezed my already hard nipple. "God, your body begs for my touch," he twirled my nipple between his fingers. "Do you know how much that pleases me?"

I pressed my backside against him, feeling the tip of his hardness press against me. "I have an idea."

Jace nipped my shoulder and I gasped. The feel of his teeth on my skin had my knees weak and my stomach clenching in desire. "Has anyone ever told you that you have a smart mouth?"

As a matter of fact, yes. Aside from my grandfather, every member of my family had said that I have a smart mouth, and they never passed up the chance to predict the trouble it would one day get me into. "I've been told that a few times."

Jace grazed my shoulder with his teeth. "I should punish you."

My eyes widened and I thanked small mercies he could not see my face. He should punish me...for my smart mouth? Oh, hell...if this is the trouble my mouth got me into, then I would have to step my sarcasm up a notch. "If this is punishment, I will have seconds, please."

Jace growled and before I knew it, my back was pressed up against the tile of the wall. His blue eyes were hot as an inferno, scorching my skin, as they swept over my body. "You tempt me, Angel." He shook his head before setting his fisted hands against the tile, encompassing me. My skin tingled for him and he was not even touching me. "But, you are too innocent for the things I should do to you."

I frowned. Now, I was confused. "What do you want from me, Jace?"

His mouth was tense, as he stepped away from me. His eyes were hard. "Get on your knees, Olivia."

I noticed how he used my name rather than the nickname he tended to call me. My cheeks flushed. Was he really mad? The thought I might have truly angered him had me itching to oblige him. I didn't know what it was that drove me, but I needed to satisfy him. I needed to see his eyes filled with warmth again.

I moved away from the wall and immediately knelt on the tiled floor of the shower. The water sprayed around where he stood before me, ricocheting off his body and I looked up at him, trying to ignore the drops that hit my face. God, he was beautiful. Even when his face was marred with anger, he was hypnotic. I could stare at him for hours. I wanted to run my tongue over his chiseled jaw before tracing his lips. If angels graced the earth with their presence, I might believe Jace was one, if he didn't possess the danger of the devil.

"I want you to take me into your mouth, Olivia." Jace spoke roughly and I felt my eyes widen. "And, I want you to make me come with your tongue."

I didn't think about his request and I didn't allow myself to process the context of his words because I knew I would be offended. Instead, I took his shaft in my hand before bringing the tip to my lips. I flicked the head with my tongue before closing my lips around him, sucking him deep into my mouth. The head of his penis hit the back of my throat, but I didn't care. I brought him deeper. I wanted to please him. I wanted to make him come unraveled in my mouth.

I sucked him hard before pulling back and flicking his tip with my tongue. Jace groaned and I watched, as the tenseness in his face evaporated into euphoric bliss. I moved my hand to the base of his penis before cupping his balls in my hand at the same time I took him deep into my mouth. I felt the length of him swell just slightly in my mouth, and instinct told me, he was moments away from coming.

"Angel," Jace opened his eyes to look down at me. "I'm going to come. Stop."

I didn't stop. I didn't want to. I continued stroking his length with my mouth.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to come in your mouth." Jace growled.

I didn't stop. I wanted him to come for me. I wanted him to come inside of me. I wanted to please him and I had a feeling this was how to do it. Jace's eyes never left mine as he exploded in my mouth. The salty wetness of him moved quickly down my throat. When I was certain he was done, and I had swallowed every drop, I pulled him from my mouth. His eyes were hot, as he watched me with silent appreciation. I kissed the tip of his penis before I sat back on my heels, waiting for permission to stand.

"I can't believe you just did that." His voice was rough, as he stared down at me on my knees before him. "You can stand."

I nodded and stood. I didn't know why, but there was something so fulfilling about submitting to his command. I figured Jace was just a man who never met resistance in his life and commands came natural to him. Maybe that was why I needed to give into him. I didn't know, but there was half of me that thought I was seriously twisted, and the other half thought I was just addicted to the life I had run from. Commands were all I ever received while growing up. Maybe this was a pattern for me, and Jace just fit the bill.