I trembled under his gaze, frozen, like some pathetic prey caught in a hunter’s trap, too scared to move, or even breathe in case he pounced.
Please pounce…
But he didn’t move. Jace looked just as frightened to move as I did. He just stood there gazing back at me, a slight flicker of uncertainty in his otherwise hungry eyes.
That was about the time I realized I was still clinging to his neck. Huh? The idea of it confused me, and I was suddenly wondering how they ended up there in the first place. It then occurred to me that that might be the reason he hadn’t moved back yet. Crap.
Smooth, Mia. Real smooth.
Just as I was trying to figure out how to make some sort of graceful exit, Jace leaned forward and kissed me.
My brain instantly went into shut down mode. The warmth. The softness. The sweetness…
The shock of it lasted for less than a hundredth of a second before I was resurrected, and I latched onto the opportunity he was presenting me with both hands.
The kiss was slow and sensual, his bottom lip sliding softly over mine as he took a long, teasing taste of me. I shivered involuntarily and melted a little against the wall, pulling him closer. In response, his hands tightened on my hips and he pushed me harder against the wall, one of his thighs sliding in between mine.
Heat flared, and a tiny little noise rumbled in the back of my throat. Damn, that felt good. I went to push back, needing to feel more friction, but felt Jace pull away instead.
I blinked, confused by his sudden departure, but when I heard a faint ringing, I realized it was his phone. He watched me intently as he answered the call, never taking his eyes off me, or bothering to move back any further than he already had.
“Hello? Yeah, we’re fine…Okay…Are they?...She’s good…I’ll let her know…Okay, bye.”
I knew without a doubt Jace had been talking to Aiden. I never got to find out what he was supposed to let me know though, because as soon as he’d stowed his phone back in his pocket, he was kissing me again.
I responded eagerly, my hands finding their way around his neck again and my fingers lacing in his hair. They clenched the dark strands tightly, pulling him back into me. His hands found my hips again then began moving upwards, his thumbs rubbing over my ribs, just beneath my breasts.
I gasped from the sensation, breaking the kiss at the sudden overwhelming feeling, but Jace didn’t stop, he just kept nipping at my lower lip while I panted breathlessly into his mouth. Holy!
Who needed air anyway? Hungrily, I claimed his mouth again.
I simply couldn’t control the effect he had on my body. Now that he’d touched me, I was addicted. I wanted more. I needed more.
I pressed myself harder against him, kissing him deeper, our tongues tangling as we eagerly tasted one another. His hands began to search more of my body, roaming down to my hips and then around to find the curve of my lower back, where he pulled me in firmly against his own needy body.
Needing to feel more of him, I started my own exploration, moving my hands down the sides of his neck, over his broad shoulders, and down his chest. Holy shit, the boy was ripped. I could feel every little contour of his chest and stomach through his shirt.
It wasn’t until I felt a slight coolness caress my skin that I realized the towel hadn’t stood up to the challenge of staying on my body. Whoops. The instant Jace’s hands found my bare skin, I felt a tingle of electric shocks over the entire surface of my body. I gasped. Holy mother of all that’s good…
Jace pulled away, a slight look of shock on his face. He gazed down at my naked body and I watched him swallow hard.
“Mia…” My name came out sounding a little strangled, and my pulse took off like a rocket. I pulled Jace to me again, claiming his mouth in my own hungry kiss. I needed to feel more of him. I needed to have his lips on me, his hands on me. Everywhere.
Jace groaned into my mouth, and in that moment, I felt like I could conquer the world. I tugged at his shirt, trying to lever it upwards and off. Thankfully taking the hint, he shucked it off, throwing it to the floor and reclaiming my body as fast as he could. My hands went straight to his naked chest. I wanted to feel those contours with nothing between us.
Our kisses turned nothing short of frantic. Jace’s hands were like magic. They moved to caress everywhere I wanted them, and when his thumbs brushed over my breasts, catching my sensitive nipples, I was sure I was a nanosecond away from fainting.
I gasped, a strangled cry escaping me, and Jace started kissing my throat, licking and nipping his way down to my collarbone, then back up to taste the sensitive spot below my ear. I honestly had no idea I had so many spots on my body that could feel so good. My hands clenched harder and harder with each new spot he found, while I tried yet again to catch my breath.
“Fuck, Mia,” he breathed between kisses. “How have I not noticed how fucking hot you are before? I want you so fucking bad right now.”
An unknown little thrill surged through my body with his words. I didn’t know what words to use to respond. It was all so new and unfamiliar to me. Instead, I pulled him harder against me and kissed him with everything I had.
Next thing I knew, Jace’s hands gripped me just below my ass, and he was lifting me upwards. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his hips, and locked my arms around his neck. The warmth of his naked chest against mine sent tingles all through my body, all of them surging towards where I needed him most.
His tongue delved into my mouth, tangling with mine and driving my need for him further than I ever thought possible. Then he was moving down the hall. How he could navigate it so well in the dark was beyond me, but I wasn’t going to stop him to ask.
The first sense of where I was came when I felt the softness of a bed underneath me. I didn’t think twice about pulling Jace down with me, the weight of him on top of me giving me a weird little thrill. I ran my hands over the hard chords of the muscles in his arms, relishing the firm lines of them all the way up to his toned shoulders.