“Okay, but I hope you’re okay,” she said, her voice soft.
God, I just want to pull her in and kiss her until she can’t breathe.
He looked down at her mouth, and the fact her lips were slightly parted, full, pink, and ready for his kiss. Her breathing was rapid, her nipples still hard. Fuck, he needed to adjust himself because his cock was so damn stiff the fucker ached. And before he knew what in the hell he was doing, Jace reached out, wrapped his hand around the nape of her neck, and pulled her in close for a kiss.
Her lips were soft, and the scent of her made him feel drunk. Running his tongue along her bottom lip, he loved that she opened her mouth for him and moaned.
That’s it, sweetheart. Give it to me.
But the moment she touched her tongue with his he pulled away. His cock throbbed, his balls were drawn up tight, and he knew, fucking knew if he didn’t stop himself he’d want to fuck her right here. That was pushing it, even if she was clearly interested. Any other woman he would have taken the cue from her and just moved this along, and been inside of her before they even made it out of the foyer.
“Jace?”
The way she said his name had this deep groan almost spilling from him. Rubbing his hand over his mouth, the scruff along his face scraped his palm. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but if I don’t leave now I will do something you may not be ready for.”
Yeah, like fuck you until you can’t walk straight the next day.
“Jace—”
He shook his head, stopping her from saying anything else. “I’m a selfish man most of the time, Lexi, especially when it comes to what I want.” He exhaled. “I don’t want to be that way with you. I don’t want to push things, to make you think you’re less than what you are, that I only want one thing.” He might have said too much, but he didn’t fucking care. He wanted her to know this. “Believe me, this is hard, just walking away. But I think it’s the honorable thing to do.” He leaned in and kissed her softly on her cheek. “I’ll be here in the morning to take you to work.” And then he turned and left her house, which was one of the hardest fucking things he’d ever done.
Chapter Nine
She’d sat in her living room for the last hour replaying what had happened with Jace. The rain had let up, and although she had never been the reckless type, what she was thinking of doing was on that spectrum. Touching her lips, she still felt them tingle from his kiss, still smelled the scent of his cologne on her clothes from when he was close to her. She wanted him, and although she knew he wanted her¸ the kiss they’d shared, the words he’d spoken, and how she felt in that moment made her want to see Jace now.
Lexi was happy he was a decent man, a gentleman, and had stopped. He hadn’t wanted to push her, to rush anything. It was honorable, genuine, but she was an adult, and what she wanted was Jace taking control again.
Without thinking about it anymore, she grabbed her cell and called for a cab. Once the call was made she got off the couch, headed toward the front door, and stopped to look at herself in the small circular mirror above the end table in the entryway. “You’re really doing this,” she said without making it a question. There was no going back now, not when what she was about to do could very well blow up in her face.
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Jace should have gone to sleep, but hell, all he’d been able to do since he left Lexi’s place and gotten home was think about her. He brought the beer bottle to his mouth and took a long drink from it, staring at the black TV screen. The sound of the clock over the television ticked by the seconds, and it was taking a hell of a lot of strength not to just say fuck it all and go to her.
But he wouldn’t, because he knew he needed to take this slow. For the first time in his life he wanted something more with a woman, and rushing things and possibly fucking it all up was not what he wanted.
The flash of headlights shining through the window and then disappearing had him setting the bottle down and going to look outside. He couldn’t really make out the car because of the glare of the lights and the fact it was pitch black outside, but it wasn’t his brothers’ trucks. Everything in him tightened at the fact it might very well be Lexi.
He walked over to the front door, and saw that it was a taxi. But it was only when the cab started to leave and he saw who stood in his driveway, that everything in him stilled. They stared ay each other for several seconds, and then he made her way up to the porch. Her long hair blew around her shoulders as the wind picked up, and his heart jackknifed in his chest.
“Lexi? What are you doing—” His words were cut off and a grunt left him when she practically launched herself at him. Her mouth was now on his, her tongue speared between his lips. But talking was overrated anyway, and he felt any kind of resistance he’d had before vanish. He held her for a moment, his hands around her curvy waist, the sound of her little mewls fueling him on. Jace squeezed her flesh, feeling his cock jerk behind his fly.
“I don’t want to stop this, Jace,” she said against his mouth.
“Are you sure, baby?” Jace wanted her absolutely positive about this. “Because once I have you I’m not letting you go.”
“That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” She kissed him harder, and he grunted in pleasure. He walked backward, and holding her up so just her toes touched the ground. Once fully inside he shut the door with his foot and pressed her up against the wall. He wanted her naked, spread out before him so he could feast on her body, devour her whole.
The scent of lemon and vanilla came from her, and his cock got harder, if possible. He held in his groan of approval, not wanting to seem like some high school asshole that couldn’t control himself. He’d have her soon enough, and then he’d take her the way he’d been fantasizing about since the moment he saw her.
“Take me to your room. I need you know.”
Fuck.
He lifted her off the ground easily, a grunt leaving him when she wrapped her legs around his waist, her pussy right on his cock. Jace wouldn’t mind just taking her right then and there, to fuck her up against the wall, or have her leaned over the couch. But he wanted to make this good for her, wanted her to have this on her terms. The night was still young, and he had plenty of time to do all the nasty good things he wanted to do to her.
Once in his room he set her on the ground, shut the door, and just stared at her for a moment. And then he pulled her in close to him again and felt his cock jerk. Jace fucking loved that she was so close, her breasts big, round, and pressed right up against his chest. He swore he could smell her pussy, that sweet wetness that was all because of him.
“I want to make this good for you, Lexi, so maybe we should take this slow and easy.”
But that’s not want I really want, baby.
Taking hold of her chin with his finger and thumb, he tipped her head back and looked down at her mouth. Her lips were parted, her breathing hitching the longer he stared at her.
“I just want you.”
He groaned at her words. “I want to do so many dirty things to you.” He heard the slight sound that came from her, and because he couldn’t control himself any longer, he leaned in and claimed her mouth. Jace kissed her for long seconds, fucking her mouth, moving his tongue in and out, like what he’d soon be doing with his cock between her thighs.
“I need you,” she moaned against his lips, her hands now on his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh.
“You’ll have every inch of me soon enough, baby.”
He’d always been insatiable with his need to fuck, to dominate, to claim a woman. They’d also been willing, ready for whatever he had to offer, and although he wanted that and so much more with Lexi, he also didn’t want to scare her with his need.
“I should go slow, be gentle with you,” he said almost to himself.
“I won’t break.” She took several steps back and looked up at him. “I want all of you, any way that is, Jace.”
Fuck.
The images slamming through his mind were ones of him laying her out on his bed, spreading her caramel, creamy thighs, and shoving his dick deep in her body. His cock was hard, throbbing, aching, and his balls were drawn up tight to his body.
Had he ever been this hard for a woman?
Fuck no, I haven’t.
She had a few droplets of perspiration on her forehead, and he wanted to lick it off, see if she had any other beads of sweat on her body that he could suck from her skin. Her long dark hair hung over her shoulders, the waves making him want to reach out and tangle the strands between his fingers.
I will soon enough. I’ll yank on those locks, baring her throat, making her part her lips as I fuck her.
“You look like you want to eat me alive,” Lexi said.
“Sweetheart, you have no fucking clue what I want to do to you, the dirty things that I want to do.” He took a step forward, this beast in him snapping as images, thoughts, hell, the very scent of her, drove him mad with desire. He feverishly started undoing his belt, pulled it through the loops of his jeans, and pushed them off his body.
“I’m going to make you realize no other man can please you like me, sweetheart.” He didn’t know why he’d said the words, but they were out, and he had no qualms about the fact. He then started unbuttoning his button-down, keeping his gaze locked on Lexi, his body feeling hot, his cock hard.