Page 84 of Entangled

“Wh-why?” I manage to stutter out.

“I’m going to tell Stef.”

“No.” I press my lips together as Jace pulls down my panties in the back and grips my ass underneath his oversized shirt. “No, don’t do that.”

Don’t bring the Godfather into this yet.

“Why not, Ellie? If he’s not cute and nothing is going on?”

Damn lawyers. Fucking nosy as shit.

“Umm…” Jace starts to run his bare cock against my ass teasingly and it takes everything I have to not moan right then. I need him inside of me. Right now. “Uhhh…”

“Yes, Eleanor?” My aunt’s humorous voice sounds on the other side of the phone, letting me know she probably has a good guess as to what’s causing my abrupt loss of speech capabilities.

“Okay, fine. He’s cute and we’re, um, I don’t, hanging out? Maybe I’ll bring him to LA for the club opening in July. Okay? Love you. Bye.”

I pull the phone from my ear and end the call before dropping it onto the deck and turning my head back to look at Jace with narrowed eyes.

“You are in so much trouble.”

I grind my ass against his cock though, despite my words. Uncaring of the fact that we’re out where anybody could see. I’ve been to the marina enough times now to know that people rarely venture down to where he docks his boat and even then… I’m just too far gone for it to matter.

“Ah, come on, Ellie,” he says, using the name I only allow my aunt to call me that his eavesdropping ass clearly overheard. “I just wanted to play.”

He turns me around and hitches my leg over his hip, pushing my panties to the side and running his bare cock against my pussy. That piercing teasing the hell out of me as it spreads my desire between us. All of it keying me up so much I’m nothing more than a tight ball of need.

“Fuck. Okay.” I gasp and drop my head back to look at him. “I’ll forgive you but only if you’re inside of me in the next two seconds.”

He laughs and pulls his bottom lip through his teeth. “Sorry to disappoint, Blondie. But we have to go inside. I didn’t bring a condom with me.”

I pause, considering where we stand with each other and the trust he’s built with me.

Wanting to really feel him inside of me with nothing between us.

“It’s fine.” I reach up and gently run my thumb over one of his dimples. “I’m on birth control and… I trust you.”

Because I do. It’s scary and almost paralyzing, especially after everything I went through with Coop, but I do.

He’s earned it.

And I want my moment in the sun with him.

“Plus…” I throw him a haughty look when he looks at me, all soft and caring. “If you give me anything from your manwhore days, I won’t tattoo your dick, I’ll chop it off.”

“Understood, Ellie.” He flashes me that brilliant smile while kneeling to push my panties down my legs. “I had all that checked out when we started messing around. I’m good.”

I narrow my eyes at him and step out of my panties. “You’re not allowed to call me that.”

“Hmm.” He lifts his hands to the inside of my thighs, pushing my legs apart. “We’ll see about that.”

He brings his mouth up to lick at my slit teasingly, tongue circling my clit before dropping down to my opening to taste me. Moving his hands to the back of my ass, he presses me hard against his mouth and thrusts his tongue into me at an unhurried pace, as if he has all the time in the world to simply enjoy me. I drop my head back and grip the rail tightly when my legs begin to shake as he starts to slowly work his way back to my clit. He begins to flick his tongue over the sensitive nub, making my whole body twitch, each little pass causing my breath to hitch as a needy sound escapes me. And when he starts to do that damn humming, I can’t take it anymore.

I’m already riding the edge and I want him inside of me this time.

Reaching down, I grip at his hair and tug gently. “Now, Jace.”

He gives me one last lick before lightly trailing his fingers over my ass to grip at my hip with one hand and lift the shirt of his I’m wearing with the other. Lifting his head, he presses the barest hint of a kiss to each of my hip bones and then the center of my stomach before looking up to me. His firework eyes filled with an ocean of feeling when we lock eyes, the care I see there just about bringing me to my knees right alongside him.

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