Page 76 of Jace 4Ever
“Oh, God…yes…”
“Unbuckle my pants, baby. Get them down. My dick is so hard, and I need you.”
“Yes, yes.” His fingers were fast and nimble unfastening me and eager as he shoved my pants down off my hips. Before I could stop him, his hand found my erection and he palmed it through the boxer briefs I was wearing. “I want this in me, Nelson. Please.”
“Yes,kærasti.Yes.”
The kiss that followed was brutal—clashing teeth, probing tongues, lips that only wanted to devour each other. My hand rode down his back, enjoying the feel of the satin, sliding under the strings of the thong and shoving them off his hips.
“Fuck.” My word was soft, but it stopped Jace completely and he stared at me. “The condoms are in the bedroom.”
“Go, quick.” He tweaked a nipple. “I’ll be right here.”
Jace
I was tangledup in my own clothes and Nelson darting away to get a condom—
“And lube!”
—I had a chance to untangle. It wasn’t easy. My legs were wobbly, my mind was so damn blissed out I couldn’t see straight, and who knew where my coordination went. It was gone. At least twice, I almost tipped over.
The kitchen was littered with discarded clothing and I made an effort to get my things on one chair and Nelson’s on another. It was a little strange moving around his kitchen, in the little area I was in, naked except for mygood luckcorset. And at the same time, it was freeing.
The water bottle was still there, and I grabbed it and cracked it open. I was thirsty, and all I needed was a quick drink. I took it and put it back, leaning my hands on the counter.
“Jesus,” I whispered.
“It’s just Nelson,” he whispered in my ear, making me jerk in shock. He wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Christ, I had no idea you were back.” I leaned into him. “You really were a Ranger, all stealthy and shit.”
“I’m not wearing shoes, it’s easy to sneak around.” He laughed and ran his hands up and down the corset. “Damn it, Jace. Why does this turn me on so much? Your soft skin braced in this satin. Fuck…I never thought I would find this sexy, but God help me, I do. You make me weak in these clothes.”
His hands slowly paced up and down, up and down. After another pass, he tugged the whole thing down just a bit—enough to let my nipples out into the cool air of the kitchen.
“Mmm...” he whimpered, and on his next pass up, he tweaked each of them. I was on cloud nine and rolled my head into his shoulder. “Wanna fuck you, Jace.”
“Please, please...please...” I was out of my mind with lust for this man.
He turned me, pulling me against his boxer-clad dick, and conquered my mouth. His tongue was soft and slow, but so thorough. I wrapped one hand over his cock through the fabric and smoothed my hand over him. He drew the air from my very lungs as he gasped at the feeling, “Nelson...”
“You should probably stop that.” He managed to squeak out the words between soul sucking kisses and gasps.
“I don’t want to.”
“I need you to, or I’m going to come in my boxers and then my dick won’t do your ass any good at all.”
“I don’t want it to do good. I want it to do bad.”
His control snapped and spun me around to the counter. His hand pressed between my shoulder blades, lowering my chest to the counter. The cold marble hit my nipples and I yelped and groaned from the pleasure pain of cold against my teased and heated skin.
“Stay,” he growled, and his nails scraped down my skin, sending another thrill through me. His hands disappeared from me, only to reappear at the bottom of the corset where he gripped my ass, one hand on each cheek.
He pulled me apart and a quick glance over my shoulder showed me Nelson Powers on his knees behind him. My hole clenched and I heard him groan. Using a knee from the ground, he nudged my feet just a little wider. His hot tongue licked a trail from my taint to the top of my crack and I let out a yelp.
And then, his tongue was on my hole. Licking, circling, probing and finally, after long moments of careful attention, penetrating.
I lost my breath. “Nelson…”
