Page 3 of You’re Mine

It doesn’t matter though. All that matters is this man. I let my hand go higher and higher, reveling in his ridged abs. I feel his nipple and use my finger to circle it over and over as his breathing becomes labored.

“What are you doing?” he rasps.

I bring my lips close to his, not quite touching, but close enough to feel his breath whisper across my mouth. I lick my lips.

“I’m touching you, what else?” is my saucy reply.

He groans and shifts beneath me.

“No, what are you really doing, Haley?”

The time for truth has come, and I take a deep breath.

“I want you to make love to me, Jace. Tonight. Right here.” The words literally tumble out of my mouth. Jace stops breathing and goes silent. I’m worried he doesn’t want to, so I start to backtrack furiously. “I mean, we don’t have to if you don’t want. I just got caught up in the moment and I thought –”

His finger lands on top of my mouth, quieting me. His hand moves, so he’s now caressing my chin.

“I’ve been thinking about you saying those words to me for so long,” he exhales deeply. “Longer than you could possibly know, sweetheart.”

His hand moves from my chin to my neck, his fingers wrapping around the slender length. He gives it a gentle squeeze causing me to quietly gasp. His eyes dart to my lips before returning to look into mine. “It’s just…” he trails off, so I don’t hear him.

“What?” I whisper.

“It’s just, I don’t know if I can be gentle enough to make love to you.” My eyes dart back and forth as I try to figure out what he means.

“I don’t understand,” I say. “Jace?”

He drops his head.

“Haley, sweetheart, I want you so bad,” he whispers, “but I don’t want to hurt you.”

My heart pitter-patters. Hurt me?

“You could never hurt me,” I say meaningfully. “Never, Jace. I love you.”

But he shakes his head.

“Oh sweetheart –”

I cut him off with a kiss, pressing my mouth onto his while slipping my tongue between his lips. A hard groan comes out of his throat and I swallow it. I press my body into him, urging him on. I want him to think of being inside of me. I crave him inside of me.

His fingers tangle in my hair and then he pulls my head back, breaking our kiss.

“Okay then, you’re going to get your way, but I don’t have a condom,” he murmurs. “Is that okay?”

I nod silently.

“Yes, it’s okay. We’ll be fine. I want you, Jace.” Even if something happens, I know Jace and I will be far away from Lenville, South Carolina by then, far enough to indulge in the life we want.

“Oh sweetheart, you don’t know what you’re saying.” He kisses me again, this time going to the hem of my shirt and pulling it up. But the thing is, I do know what I want. I want this man inside me, bare and powerful, and the thought of his skin against my most sensitive spot makes me heat up and grow wet. Oh god, yes.

Jace’s hands hover right in front of my breasts like he’s afraid to touch them. I bring my hands to the clasp on the back of my bra, and let the straps fall off my shoulders. The garment slips off my body.

“Jesus Christ Haley. You’re so beautiful.” My face grows red as I feel a blush creep up from my neck. I know there’s no reason for me to be embarrassed, but I still feel incredibly exposed, and even though I have the urge to cross my arms over my chest, I don’t. I want Jace to see me. More importantly, I want him to touch me.

“More, Jace. Please,” I beg. Groaning, he moves his hands down to my waist and I’m worried he’s changed his mind, but then his mouth wraps around my nipple, his tongue swiping across the bud.

“Oh,” I gasp, surprised by the sudden sensation.

“Mmmm,” he hums, the tiny vibrations reaching my core. He keeps sucking on my tit, and I grab on to his shoulders to steady myself. My breath is shaky as my eyes close in ecstasy. His fingers are digging into the flesh of my sides, keeping me secured in my spot on his lap, not that I want to leave.

Jace’s tongue leaves my nipple, and he kisses his way up until he reaches my mouth.

“I need you naked. Now,” he rasps, lips pressed against my mouth. I nod and move my body back, so I can wiggle out of my jeans. Jace undresses, taking off his shirt and pushing his jeans off his legs. I make my way back to him, rising up on to my knees, and he grabs onto my ass before taking the hem of my panties between his teeth. Skillfully, my boyfriend manages to slowly peel them off. When they’re about halfway down my leg, his lips skim their way back up my thigh until he reaches my hip.

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