A grin plays on Jace’s face, and I imagine all the naughty things playing around in his head.
“Fuck, Trouble. We’re perfect for each other. Keep playing with your tits and tell me what you want to do?”
“Well, first, play fair. At least take off your shirt and push your pants down farther.”
Him sitting on the couch with his pants still on and his hard dick out is panty-melty hot, and I’m not ready to give up the vision yet.
He does what I tell him, and my stomach clenches at how built and toned he is.Holy fuck, he could be a mold for a statue. He’s so fit.
I lick my lips, and he sits back and places his arms on the back of the sofa, waiting, giving me spank bank material for a lifetime.
“Now, what do you want to do?” His voice is laced with lust, and I bite my bottom lip. The thought of him whispering dirty nothings into my ear for the rest of my life has me aching.
The need for him is growing so much. I had all these plans. Him in my mouth. Him eating me out. But right now, withhow hot I am and this compulsion to have him as mine makes me whimper. I’m crazed with passion, and I don’t know what to do with it all. I feel accepted, wanted, and desired, and it’s overwhelming. My emotions are at the surface, ready to bubble over. All because I finally know what it’s like to be in love.
“I need you. Inside me. Making love to me. Love me. Keep me.”
The last two words about break me, as my eyes fill with tears, as I’m afraid to be discarded again. But this time, Jace is different. I don’t think I’d be able to deal with the aftermath if it were ever the case. Jace’s fiery lust falls away, and he’s off the couch, wrapping me in his arms.
“Baby, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. What’s going on in that beautiful brain of yours? You can tell me anything. Let me make it better.”
NINE
JACE
The painin Larissa’s voice when she asked me to keep her gutted me. After having the hottest moment of my life and then watching my girl crumble in front of me has me wanting to hurt somebody, in particular an ex of some sort, because this is the only explanation. Her parents and friends are good to her, and her friends did mention she was going through a hard time. What better way than to go on a trip with your best friends after a breakup?
“I’m sorry. I’m ruining everything, as always.” She’s not full-out crying, but it’s close. I rock her and run my hands along her back, trying to soothe her in any way I can.
“Baby, you’re not ruining anything. As long as I still get to hold you, I’m happy. I just hate that you’re so sad. I want to fix it. Please tell me what’s wrong.”
“This year has been really, really shitty, and now there’s you and you’re perfect and I realized I’m in love with you, which is insane because we just met, but I’ve never felt so safe before. Or beautiful. Or comfortable in my own skin. All the shittiness and then all this greatness piled on top of me. And you weresitting there looking sexy as all hell, with the most glorious cock that I want to suck so badly, and I realized I could. Which never happens to a girl like me. So it built some more strong emotions. Then, when you asked what I wanted, it got overwhelming, and my biggest fear slipped out, without me even knowing. But once I said it, it was like the truth slapped me in the face. I don’t know what I would do if you left me. I thought it was bad before, but you have the potential to shatter me. Which makes no sense. We didn’t even know each other existed a week ago. And now I’m ruining it. You’re thinking I’m crazy, and you’re going to leave. But this all makes sense to me as it continues to pile on, one on top of the other. I get spastic and all in my head and ruin the good things because I don’t trust them now. But you’re not my ex, you’re a completely different person. A better person. You fight wildfires and save damsels in distress. You freaking run through fire. It’s all so much.”
I work hard to catch every single word of that because she’s doing her adorable rambling bit. It is the cutest thing she does, because she has no filter and says the craziest things. I mean, what man doesn’t want to hear he has a glorious cock? But most importantly, that she loves me too.
I need to be careful with what I say because I can’t get it wrong here.
“Baby, that’s a lot to unpack, so I’m going to go for the most important thing, okay? Later on, we’ll talk about my so-called amazing cock.”
She sniffles and keeps her head buried against my chest. “I said glorious.”
The laughter escapes. It’s unavoidable, but I suppress it. After a deep breath, I hold for a moment and exhale. Here goes nothing. “We did only just meet, and so there is something you need to know. I’m a loyal and devoted person. Once I let you in, you’re in. There’s no getting rid of me. Especially when it’ssomebody I’m in love with. I’ve never been in love before, but now the reason is clear. I’ve been waiting for you.
She snaps her head up.
I wipe my thumbs on her cheeks to remove the tear streaks there. “It’s true. I was worrying too much about how fast this all is, but I went with it. My sister and her friends fell in love just like this, so I know it’s possible. Shit, I’ve even been looking for job openings in New York.”
Her eyes widen, and I chuckle.
“Yup. I was planning on tracking down your friend Beth to get some more information. At least your phone number. There are two openings in the city right now. I have another week before the posting closes, so I’ve been getting my resume together. And then you showed up at the firehouse, and it sealed it for me. You’re mine, and I’m not letting you go. So I don’t want you ever thinking I’m going to walk away. I’m physically incapable of doing that. Especially not from you.”
Her adorable nose is red, and she gives another sniffle, and with the softest voice ever, says, “You were going to move to New York for me?”
“Baby, there’s not a lot I’m not willing to do for you. We’re each other’s favorite place now.”
Without another word, I drop my mouth to hers to show her I love her one more time. She needs to feel it as well as hear it. This kiss differs from all the others. It’s sweet, loving, and shows her I cherish her.
I need some answers, so I lift my head. “Can you tell me what happened with your ex?”
