All Good Things(56)

The hand he had on my hip tightened his hold, forcing my body into submission. "I asked you to remain still, Angel. If you cannot, I will be forced to tie you up so movement is not a choice you have to make." His finger dipped a delicious inch into me and I moaned aloud, closing my eyes in pleasure. "Do you understand me, Angel?" I moaned, but couldn't summon the ability to form coherent words. He pulled his finger from inside my body and went back to his teasing onslaught against my opening.

"Do you understand?" Jace asked again, his tone a demand that could not be ignored.

I opened my eyes to glare up at him. "I understand." I panted. "No movement."

He smiled winningly. "Unless instructed."

I nodded. "Yes, Sir."

I had meant for the words to be sarcastic, but by the light in his eyes, it was more than obvious the title pleased him. He slid his hand from my panties and stepped back away from me, forcing me to hold myself up on shaky legs. I wanted to ask him what he was doing, but I decided that would probably warrant the elusive punishment, so I kept my mouth shut. This teasing punishment was enough for me.

"Climb up on the island." He commanded.

I raised my brows. Could my legs handle that kind of stress when they were so weak? I didn't think so.

Seeing my hesitation, his eyes flashed. "Do not make me ask you again, Angel."

I nodded and turned back to the island. I planted my palms flat against the granite and raised myself onto the countertop so I was sitting on the ledge, dangling my legs toward Jace. I waited for further instruction, my heart beating wildly in my chest, my most intimate place throbbing with incessant need for him.

"Stand and strip for me, Angel."

Wow. He had a thing for watching me strip for him. I glanced over at the harsh light shining through his floor to ceiling window and cringed. Thank goodness it was only sunset and not full-blown daylight outside.

"Don't worry, Angel. Only I can see you." Jace spoke confidently. It was not others seeing me I was worried about. It was the fact that Jace would see me under such a unforgiving light that would surely put every one of my flaws on display for him.

I turned away from the sunlight that peered into the window and took a deep, calming breath that had no effect on my wired nerves, before I set my eyes on his and started a slow, sensual movement of my hips. If he wanted me to strip...that is what he would get.

I let my body move to music in my mind as my hands ran over the expanse of my hips, up my stomach and over my breasts. I came to the straps of my dress and pulled them ever so slowly from my shoulders before sliding the flimsy white material over my breasts and down my hips. It pooled on the counter around my feet and I stepped out of it slowly before catching the material with my toe and kicking it at Jace. I was awarded when his brow twitched in surprised appreciation and his blue eyes widened. But, I was not done yet. I was feeling emboldened under the heat of his gaze and I was not near ready to stop. Continuing my slow sensual dance, I turned my back to him and wiggled my butt as I unfastened my bra before turning around to reveal my breasts to him. I let my hair fall down to the center of my back, baring my breasts to him completely as I traced the trim of my panties with my fingers. I let my fingers trail up my stomach and to my breasts that were aching to be touched...preferably by him, but I was left to work with what I had.

I watched his blue eyes turn to molten lava as I cupped my breasts with my hands, needing them the way I wished his hands would. I let my fingers trail over my nipples, pinching them and pulling in just the right way to evoke a moan of decadent pleasure from between my lips. Jace took a step toward me as though captivated, and I smiled as I leaned my head back, pleasuring myself with my fingers.

"Take off your panties, Angel." Jace commanded, breaking through my haze of self-inflicted passion.

I smiled and raised a brow. He was getting impatient. Oh, my, my. Did I really have so much of an affect on him?

Without breaking from my dance, I moved my hands over my stomach slowly and slipped my fingers into the lace of my panties, hooking the material and pulling it slowly over my hips, baring myself to him completely. I let go of all reservations and dipped my body low, spreading my legs to him before slowly closing them and rising to resume my slow dance of desire.

Jace's hands twitched at his side and his jaw clenched. "Come here to the ledge." He growled huskily. I complied. "Sit down with your butt here," he tapped the countertop in front of him. I complied again, eager to please him. The counter was cold on my bottom, but I didn't care. The rest of me was scorching. "Lean back on the counter and spread your legs for me." Again, I acted immediately on his command. Jace bent and wrapped both hands around my ankles before bringing them up to the ledge of the counter.