All Good Things(67)

Her eyes flickered to mine. "What? Why are you sorry?" She wriggled her hips against me and I throbbed against her. Now, more than ever, I just wanted to burry myself inside her. When I was inside of her, I was safe. Safe from myself. She'd given me reprieve from the malice I had stored within myself, a constant reminder of why I could never have this...love. But, I would be damned if I would give up now, when I was so fucking close to what had always been, a far-fetched illusion, crafted by the delusional in the world. Olivia had shown me how to give into my heart. There would never be another who would give me what she already had and even if there were, I wouldn't care. I only wanted her.

I watched as emotions flickered over her face and through her eyes. There were so many emotions and each was more potent then the next. Fear. Anxiety. Passion. Desire. Acceptance. Terror. Need. She felt them all. And to all of them, I wanted to kiss her until she was left with only the good. I wanted to be the one she caved to when the world was too much. I would be that one for her. I could be and now that I realized that, there was no chance I was giving up.

"Angel," I breathed. I set my forehead against hers and her hands moved to my shoulder blades. She held me tightly to her. It was as though she thought I was going to disappear into thin air.

"Please, don't be sorry, Jace." She kissed my lips and I couldn't help but notice how hers shook. "Just take me. Please, I want you inside of me. Now."

I kissed her back. Hard. My tongue explored her mouth and she gave me her all. I had never felt so accepted by a woman before this moment. Tasting her mouth on mine, the passion that poured out of her to burrow into me was like tasting bliss. Euphoric bliss.

I positioned my body above hers, wrapping one arm around her waist before tucking the other beneath the nape of her neck. I dipped my head, pressing my lips to hers as I pressed the tip of my cock into her opening. She gasped at the delicious intrusion and I devoured her sound as I pressed further in until I filled her completely. I rocked into her at a slow, sensual pace and she arched her hips into every thrust. When I couldn't hold back a moment longer, I thrust deep and hard, claiming her entirely. She moaned. It was a sound that seeped in through my skin, penetrating down to my very bone.

I rocked into her over and over again. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper as if she couldn't get enough of me. I was glad I was not the only one. Happy to oblige, I thrust deeper and deeper as she cried out against my lips. I felt her body tighten beneath mine. Her back arched and her legs tightened around my waist. Her nails dug into the skin on my back, evoking a groan from deep in my throat.

"Come with me, Angel." I whispered against her lips as I rocked deeper into her. Her body tightened around me, quivering as she found her release. Her nails went ridged against my shoulders, before going slack. "You are mine." I growled as I pumped into her, spilling every ounce of myself deep inside of her.

"Yes Jace," she spoke against my mouth. "I am yours."





Chapter 16

My heart ached as Jace brought his lips down to mine. He kissed me slowly as he finished his release inside of me. Nothing about tonight had been expected. The hot chocolate, the sex that felt so much more like love making...not that I would know...but, I felt it. And now this; his gentle kisses that tugged on my heartstrings.

Jace remained buried deep inside me as he kissed me. His lips moved over mine, to my chin, over my jaw and down to the hollow of my throat where he kissed my collarbone. Where was this coming from? This gentle side of him I never thought I would be so privileged to see. And, why did this feel like goodbye? I wanted to beg him to stop this nonsense. I wanted him to fuck me hard...because, then, he would be here in the morning when I awoke. I wanted to beg him not to leave, but I didn't know how.

My stomach muscles clenched as my heart thrashed painfully in my chest. Tears burned my eyes and I clenched the lids closed as he slowly kissed his way back up my neck, nibbling my earlobe. Why did his goodbye have to be the thing that hooked me irrevocably to him? Why would he show me this side of him when he only intended to leave me for good? Why did he have to make me feel loved by him?

I inhaled an unsteady breath into my lungs. The sounds of my insecurities were loud, ricocheting off the walls around us. I felt as though my thoughts were bared to him in the silence. His blue eyes met mine and my heart clenched. I felt as though he had fisted it and squeezed. He looked...happy.

"Baby, what is it?" His voice was tender as he brushed my hair back away from my face.

I shook my head. "Nothing," I smiled, but I knew it didn't reach my eyes. My heart was aching. I didn't want to lose him, but I didn't know how to keep him. I had always known this day would come, but I hadn't thought it would come so quickly. In part, I knew I should be grateful. I was not in love with him...yet. But, I knew I would be soon. I cared deeply for him already. If I was given a little more time, I knew I would fall for him...without the chance of ever finding myself again. "I'm exhausted."