All Good Things Exposed(81)

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm showing you what you do to me."

I shook my head. "You're not. You're punishing me."

I knew I was bang on the money when his eyes glimmered. He was punishing me. Well, two could play this game. I watched him pumping his shaft, stroking it from tip to base over and over again. I let my hands move slowly to the places reserved only for Jace and his eyes burned my skin as he watched. I massaged my breast, pinching the nipple until I gasped out as I pushed my finger inside my hot, wet core. I moaned, making a show of what I was doing and Jace growled. He pulled my hand away from my body before shoving himself deep inside me, giving me exactly what I wanted in the first place. Oh, this was a sweet manipulation.

"Only me, Angel. This is mine." He pounded into me, quickly finding our orgasm. I knew it wouldn't take long and I didn't mind. I wanted quick and hard. Ruthless. The sweet and sensitive could come later. But right now I wanted Jace hard and rough. Raw.

"Please, harder!" I ground my hips into him as he pumped inside me, hitting my womb with every stroke. I felt my eyes grow moist with tears as I climbed higher and higher with him up the rungs of pleasure until we couldn't possibly climb higher and I pummeled down with him on a loud cry, shattering around him. My body convulsed as he thrust deep one last time, holding himself at the base of my womb as he spilled himself inside me. Filling me in only the way he can. I rested my forehead against his shoulder and he pulled me in tight to him.

"I love you," he kissed my temple.

"I love you, too." I smiled. I was sated. There was no argument left in me and he knew it. The day he had planned for us was set to begin.





Chapter 23

Jace pulled up to the track in the Bugatti and I clapped my hands in delight. No way! It had been almost an entire week since I'd come here. I was dying for a ride. I was dying to feel the rumble of the car engine and the gravity pulling me back into the seat as the car took off from the start line. I needed this. Especially after the stress of the morning! I needed this to wipe it all away if only for a moment.

Jace glanced over at me. "You're excited."

"I am." I nodded. "You have no idea."

"And you have no idea how perfect you are."

"Why, thank you Mr. Rush." I grinned. "You're really not so bad yourself." He laughed, pulling the car up to the track. I stiffened. "Shouldn't we check in?"

"Kyle's expecting us." He stated factually.

"You don't know if there is someone else on the track." I protested.

"I do know. I had him close the track for the morning."

I blubbered. Was he serious? Of course he was serious. The man didn't joke about things like this. How much money had that cost him? Oh shit, I didn't want to know. He probably paid the tracks mortgage twice over.

"I can't believe he let you buy him." Admittedly, I was somewhat ticked at Kyle. I thought he was better than that. But I knew Jace. And I knew how ridiculously persuasive he could be when he wanted something.

Jace frowned. "I didn't buy him. I rented his facility for you for the morning. So, let's get some use out of it."

I nodded. "Let's talk to Kyle first." I pointed to Kyle as he walked across the lot toward us. He held a clipboard and he wore the same displeased look on his face as the first time Jace brought me here. Jace had definitely used his aggressive qualities to attain the track for the morning.

Jace rolled down his window and sighed as Kyle leaned down, handing the clipboard over to me. "Sign the bottom."

I didn't question. I just did it. I knew it was a waver ensuring the track was not at fault for any accidental death. But if I was to die, this wouldn't be that bad of a way. I would be doing something I loved.

"There," I handed the board back to him and he stood back from the car. I knew his eyes were on me and I knew he was judging me. But that was okay, because in all honesty, I was judging myself.

"Drive safe, Jace." He warned and a vein in Jace's throat rose. I leaned over and ran my hand along his thigh. He visibly relaxed, rolled up his window and revved the engine.

"Are you ready, Angel?"

"Always." I whispered. I brought my hand into my lap and stared straight ahead.

Rubber burned against the pavement as the car accelerated forward, propelling into the air ahead, slicing it like a blade. My back pulled into the seat and I molded to it as my surroundings blurred. On a deep breath, I closed my eyes and let my worries fly away. My stomach felt light, my body elated. This feeling was euphoric. Only one other could compare. And that was the feeling of Jace inside me. The car took a corner and my body slid in my seat, gravity pulling me with the car. The engine roared a sound that caressed my senses. I was transported to a world far away, where the day-to-day life fell away to what it really was. Nothing of consequence. Only the important remained. In the haze this rush gave me, only Jace remained.