Page 103 of Play Maker

“Why do you have to do that?” he whispered.

“Do what?” I asked him, bracketing his body with mine until there wasn’t any space between us, watching our mutual reflection in the glass.

Fuck, we looked amazing together. Sliding my arms around his waist, I felt him relax against me and everything was right again.

“You know,” he paused, still staring out at the city. “The way you talk about me. Where’s this coming from?”

“I can’t help it. Don’t you like it?”

He trembled and I tightened my hold on him, notching my head into the curve of his shoulder, teasing the skin of his neck with my mouth, relishing in his warmth and his unforgettable scent.

“You know I like it too damn much,” he confessed.

I chuckled as I kissed my way up his neck.

“So, you won’t mind then if I tell you that I can’t stop thinking about you. That the past two days of no contact has made me fucking desperate to be inside you,” I whispered gruffly, reveling in his sharp inhale. “How I can’t get close enough or kiss enough, and I’m not sure I’ll ever get enough.”

“Ax.”

I shivered and nipped his neck, licking and sucking, confirming my words on his skin. Jace writhed in my arms, letting out a deep moan, reaching for my hand, pulling it down to cup his cock. Mine was painfully hard as I rocked against his ass, needing to be as close as possible, closer.

“Strip,” I demanded. “I need to see you naked. Now.”

“I can’t undress if you don’t let me go,” he teased.

I let him go long enough for him to reach for his shirt but once that came off, I plastered myself to him, pushing his hands back against the window.

“Stay like this,” I murmured and reached for the button on his jeans. “Stay just like this.”

When I lowered his zipper, and delved my hand inside, my palm met bare skin.

“You went commando to our team dinner?” I hissed.

“I wanted to be ready for you.”

“Fucking hell, Jace.”

Shoving his jeans down his legs, I stared at his naked reflection in the glass and nearly swallowed my tongue. He was long and gorgeous, his cock hard against his abs, his forearms rigid.

I dropped to my knees and cupped his taut ass, spreading his cheeks so I could shove my face between them. When I flicked my tongue over his tight hole, he let out a strangled groan that hit me right in the balls. Rimming brought a whole new level of intimacy to fucking, one I’d never experienced before. One I was now addicted to.

I licked and sucked on his skin, then pushed my tongue in his hole and rubbed my scruff against his cheeks. Jace pushed back, keening so loud I’m sure everyone on this floor, and the next, could hear him.

“I want you to come just like this,” I whispered against his skin.

“No.”

“No?” I repeated and rose up, kissing the dimples above his ass and higher, higher, marking each knob of his spine until I reached his neck.

“Not until you fuck me,” he moaned. “Right here. Grab the lube. It’s in my bag, by the bed.”

“Don’t move,” I demanded and raced over to rummage through his bag, yanking out the lube.

I turned around and stopped short when I spotted Jace kicking away his jeans. Placing his hands back on the glass, he spread his legs and offered me his ass. The sight was so sexy Ihad to grab the base of my dick with my free hand to stop myself from climaxing.

Two days away from him and I was ready to blow my load all over this ugly carpet.

“Your cum is mine,” Jace announced, looking over his shoulder to lock eyes with mine. “Give it to me.”

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