Page 70 of Set the Moment
“I like to play with my food before I feast, angel.”
My breath catches as his other hand slowly travels to my pants, leaving goosebumps in their wake before they enter my underwear.
I’ve never been touched like this by anyone other than myself before. I don’t know how to react or what to say, but when his darkened gaze rests upon mine, I relax as he circles my clit.
“Jace…” I breathe out as a single finger enters me, pumping in and out slowly.
“What were you saying earlier, hmm?” He smirks, his lips ghosting over my own teasingly as my breath quickens.
“That’s a lot of talk for someone not…eating me out.” I breathe deeply as he groans.
“It’s hot when you talk like that.” He kisses me, his thumb circling my clit as he pumps a second finger into me, causing me to clench around his fingers.
My pulse quickens, breathing racketing as he pumps faster.
Inand out.
In andout.
My head rolls back against the mirror as he squeezes my neck, coaxing me. I want to hold out, show him that he can’t unravel me that quickly, but when he leans back away from me, a teasing smirk on his face and the words, “Come for me,” fall from his lips, I want to do just that.
However, my brain isn’t as foggy as he thinks. So instead of following his “directions” like agood girl, I grin.
“Make me.”
Jace wastes no time kissing me breathlessly before dropping to his knees. He tugs my pants and panties down with one swift motion, leaving my lower half bare to him.
“Beautiful,” he whispers, his hands gripping my ass as he kisses the flesh over my pussy. My head lulls as goosebumps fleck my skin.
Jace’s thumb circles my clit as he blows a small amount of air on it, teasing me. I moan from the sensation and the sight of him on his knees, watching my reactions as he pleasures me.
When his mouth circles me, replacing his fingers, I’m his. Jace takes his time licking and lapping me up, eating me out like I’m truly the one feast he’s been waiting his whole life for. And when he inserts two fingers inside of me instead of one, I come undone.
My breathing escalates to an all-time high, my hands looping through the thick strands of his hair as I grind against his mouth, coming on his tongue. The hand gripping my ass to keep me centered squeezes as I finish in his mouth.
Jace chuckles lightly as he stands to his full height. “Taste yourself on my tongue,” he commands, and without a thought in the world, I do.
I kiss him, lapping up my sweet juices mixed with his own minty taste, and almost come again from the pure eroticism of it all.
I’m sated and growing tired as Jace helps to redress me, taking my underwear and placing them in his pocket as he helps me into my leggings.
I’m silent, a small dopey smile wanting to break out after what we’d done.
Jace is smug as he walks me out of the studio, carrying my things out with us silently.
The chilly September air is brisk as it hits my bare arms when we reach my car.
“So what was all that shit you were talking, Jones?” he teases, gently placing my stuff in the car as I roll my eyes, failing to mask my smile.
“Whatever, Heart.”
Jace leans against my car, the embodiment of sex as he tugs me into him by the waist. The gesture is intimate and domestic as he kisses the top of my forehead.
I’m about to tell him off fornotkissing my lips when he grips the bottom of my chin, lifting it to meet his eyes.
“Tomorrow, wear your running shoes.”
twenty-five
