All Good Things Exposed(42)

"I suppose I'll just have to sample it and see." I sighed teasingly.

Jace eyed me suspiciously. "You didn't forget about the pancakes, did you?"

"Of course not!" I totally had. "They were fabulous."

"They were." He nodded with conviction and I stifled a laugh.

"Come," he nodded to the kitchen. "You can sample her dinner dish."

"Oh," I rubbed my hands together excitedly. "I can't wait."

He raised a brow. "At least I won't have to force-feed you like I thought."

"Ha ha." I replied dryly.

Jace chuckled, shaking his head as he walked away. I slid onto a barstool and watched as he pulled the dish from the oven. It looked perfect and I inhaled again. Jace cut two pieces and set them into a dish before sliding it across the counter.

"Eat up."

I did. It was just as decadent as it smelled. I finished the entire serving to Jace's obvious surprise though he luckily didn't comment. Instead, he smiled like a satisfied kitten. I rinsed the dish and placed it in the dishwasher before snatching his dish from his hand and repeating. I'd grown quiet while eating as my thoughts raced. I couldn't help but think about Lexie, but I didn't know if I really wanted to bring her up tonight. It had been such a good night, but I wanted to know more about what happened between her and Jace. I just didn't know how to broach the subject.

Jace moved behind me. "What do you say we go to bed?"

"Hmm," I leaned into his chest.

"I want to hold you all night long." Jace murmured against my hair and I knew tonight was not the night to bring up the past. Tonight was a night to move forward. And that is what I would do. For him. For us.

I let Jace lead me up the stairs and through the hallway into his bedroom. His windows were dark, shutting out the sky and his fireplace was on. He led me to the bed where he tucked a finger into the belt of the housecoat. He tugged and it fell open.

"No barriers." He looked into my eyes as though that would will me to understand and comply.

I nodded, tucking my fingers into the waistband of his pants. "No barriers."

A grin tipped the corners of his mouth as he nodded. I slowly shoved his pants from his hips and he stepped out of them once they reached the floor. He pushed the housecoat from my shoulders and leaned down to toss the duvet back on the bed.

"Get in." His voice was thick and I complied immediately. I wiggled down beneath the blankets as he climbed into the bed beside me. "Do you want me to keep the fireplace on?"

I nodded. "Yes," I tucked myself into the curve of his arm. "I like it."

Jace sighed. "Good night, Olivia."

"Good night, Jace." I said. He wrapped his arm around my frame tighter, pulling me close until I was nearly lying sprawled on his chest but I didn't mind. This was exactly where I wanted to be.

***

My lips parted as I gasped. My body tensed at the delicious intrusion as my eyes opened to connect with Jace's. He didn't say anything as he pushed himself deeper inside me. I felt myself grow instantly wet around him, easing his path inside. Knowing lit in the depths of his eyes as he quickened his pace, pounding relentlessly into me. I didn't know what time it was, but I didn't care. Jace was inside me exactly where he was meant to be. And, he knew it just as well as I did.

The silence relented to the strangled groans that fell from his lips as he moved inside me, reaching for a high most never found. I wrapped my legs around him, bringing him deeper as I opened myself to him. My own cries of pleasure mingled with his as we climbed the mountain of ecstasy together. I felt my thighs clamp tight around his waist as he thrust, unfazed by my tightening, quivering insides. I was moments from coming and he was still pounding inside me as though he'd just begun. My body quaked, bowed and held onto him as my orgasm found its peaked release and I shattered around him. I felt him twitch inside me as he propelled himself forward again and again, driving himself to the edge of oblivion as I floated on my euphoric high. A groan toppled off his lips as he pulled out and slammed back inside of me, spilling himself deep within my body. His face pressed to the nook of my neck and he suckled on my skin. He rolled his hips as my body milked him of the last of his juices. I felt myself convulsing around him as I unlocked my legs from his waist, legging my feet fall back to the mattress.

"You feel so good, Angel." He murmured. "I'm not ready to leave."

"Then don't." It was that simple. If he didn't want to disentangle our bodies, he didn't have to. I could stay like this with him all day. It felt right. I felt complete.

"Fuck," he moaned. "I have to."

"Why?" I pouted.