All Good Things Exposed(74)

Jace pulled away, stripping himself of his remaining clothing before pulling at the leggings I wore and throwing them to the floor.

"I love your skin." He murmured breathily. "So beautiful."

"All yours."

"Mine." He said immediately, eager to confirm my statement.

My heart fluttered. I loved this man so very much. It was a love that was bursting with feeling so immense it bordered on painful. I was so full with feeling for him I couldn't imagine a moment where I would love him anymore than I did. He was my whole heart and soul. He was everything and more I ever dreamed I would find in a man, a companion. He was my protector, my lover, my friend and my trusted confidant. I knew I was lucky, probably the luckiest woman in the world to find everything she needed in such a beautifully packaged man.

Jace claimed my mouth again as he pushed inside me, filling me to the hilt in only one thrust. I gasped and he swallowed my sound, eager for more as he started an easy rhythm that took me to the edge of the world and back again.

I felt him swell as he found his climax, bringing me higher with him until I couldn't take another moment and I shattered around him as he poured himself into me. Filling me with his need, his desire, and his love. And I took it all with no reservations at all. In this moment, I was his as I hoped I would forever be.

I held his face in my hands and looked into the most beautiful blue eyes I would ever stare into. "I love you."

He smiled. "I'm in love with you, Olivia. I will always be in love with you."

And my heart thundered in my chest as I took in the meaning of his words and what it took for him to say them. Jace was not a man of spoken emotions, but for me, he spoke them. And I would forever value those whispered words for as long as I lived.

He owned my pleasure and my pain. He had the power to give me complete bliss wrapped in love. This man was everything I ever dreamed I could possess. And he possessed me. He owned me in my entirety. But I owned his heart. Of that I was certain.





Chapter 21

I stepped out of the shower, dried and padded into the closet bare ass naked. The instant I spotted Jace, my mouth started watering. Literally.

Holy freaking shit! My man was sexy beyond sexy in jeans!

"Wow," I breathed, licking my lips.

Jace laughed heartily. "Again? So soon?" He closed the distance between us, walking with long strides. Again, I licked my lips.

"You know I would if I wasn't expecting your family to arrive within the hour." I moaned, glaring at him. "Why don't you wear jeans more often?"

"You like them?" His gruff, husky fuck-me tone had my stomach clenching.

"Are you joking?" I shook my head. "On second thought, don't wear jeans. Never."

"What?" He frowned, cocking his head. "Why not?"

"Because, I don't particularly revel in the idea of peeling panting women from my man." I scowled, trying to pull myself from him. He refused to release me.

"Is my woman possessed by the green eyed monster?" He teased.

"No. Your woman is practical." I replied tightly. "And she needs to get dressed."

Jace laughed, but he released me. I walked deeper into the closet and jumped with a loud yelp as his hand meet with the bare flesh of my ass.

"Damn you're sexy when you squirm." His eyes glittered and I couldn't help but smile.

"Play nice or I'll be forced to have a talk with your mother." I threatened.

He grinned. The shit-grin. "You wouldn't dare."

"Oh," I smiled devilishly. "I would."

"Huh," he folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall, abs flexing with the movement. I wished he'd put a shirt on. It was almost painful to stare at him and not touch him. With my fingers…my tongue. Jace snapped his fingers. "Up here, Angel. My eyes are up here."

I huffed. "See what jeans do?" I moaned.

"I don't think that was the jeans." He teased.

"Oh really?" I plucked a soft gray knit sweater from a hanger along with a gray undershirt and placed them on the stool that sat in the center of the closet before shoving my feet into a pair of leggings. Apparently we were going casual tonight.

"Really." He stated confidently. "It was my abs wasn't it?"

I chewed the inside of my cheek. "As if you need me to answer that question. You're ego might explode."

"No," he shook his head. "It has room to grow, I assure you."

I laughed, shaking my head at him. "You're ridiculous."

"I know. But I love you." He shoved his arms into a black dress shirt and I frowned. I thought we were going casual. He caught onto my frown and worry rose in his eyes. "What's wrong?"