REAPER'S KISS by Jaxson Kidman Page A

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except that you were there at the store. You hit Uncle Frank.”
    Jace moved at me again. He closed
the gap in seconds.
    “Keep going,” he whispered.
    He touched my leg and cut to the
inside of my thigh. He lifted, taking the towel with him.
    “I always find myself most honest
right after I blow my load, sweetie,” he whispered. His eyes were locked to
mine. His lips then brushed against mine. “So I’m going to get the truth, got
it?”
    My bottom lip quivered with
excitement.
    His fingers continued their climb
up my leg. He was just inches from touching me when he stopped.
    “Sweetie, do you want me to stop?”
    “No,” I said without thinking. “I… need…”
    His fingers cut up and touched my
bare silkiness. My entire body bucked at him, my knees bending.
    “Look at that,” Jace said. “You’re
already soaking wet. You like this fucking game, sweetie. So do I. I’m supposed
to keep you alive and play with you. Pleasure you. Keep you feeling safe. But I’m
not supposed to tell you that.”
    One of his fingers grazed against
my hole. It moved up and found my clit. I was so sensitive. I was so tender. I
let out a soft groan as he wrote his name with his finger against my clit.
    I was melting, faster than a
snowman on a Caribbean island.
    His finger eased back down and
touched me again.
    “Tell me the truth. That’s your car
out front?”
    “Yes,” I said. “I swear. Keys are
in my back pocket in the bathroom. Jace…”
    “Did you know your father was
running games out of the store?”
    His finger made a circle around my
pussy.
    “Yes,” I said. “But I didn’t…”
    He thrust his finger into me. I
grabbed his leather cut and jumped up to my toes.
    His finger sank so fucking deep. I
put my head back and groaned. My ass flexed tight as I started to rock at him,
trying to fuck his finger.
    Slowly, his finger moved out of me.
    His lips grazed my neck and moved
to my ear. “Fuck, sweetie, you’re so tight.”
    “Jace… please…”
    He wiped my own wetness down my
inner thigh.
    He then pushed at me, forcing me to
sit on the bed.
    I was eye level with his jeans, his
cock.
    “What do you want me to say?” I
asked.
    “Is your father in danger?”
    “Yes. He’s always been in trouble.
Ever since my mother was killed, he’s been different. Or maybe even before that
but she shielded me.”
    Jace reached forward again, easing
his fingers between my legs. My body was twisted with emotion. The tip of his fingers
grazed my pussy again. But he quickly pulled away. He put his fingertips to his
mouth and flickered his tongue against them.
    “That tastes as beautiful as you
look right now,” he said to me.
    My jaw dropped again.
    “Jace… what is this?”
    He slowly crouched down and touched
my legs. “This is me getting the truth, sweetie. And this is you earning your
keep around my house. I want to know why you showed up here. I want to know
what you want. I want to know everything you know.”
    Jace’s hands slowly started to push
the towel up my body. When I felt myself become exposed to his sexy devilish
green eyes, I shivered.
    It was crazy to trust Jace the way
I did. All I knew was that he was an outlaw. But he could keep me safe. And if
he could take care of me in other ways…
    “You’re going to tell me everything
about the store,” he said as he got closer to me. He opened the towel all the
way to my belly button. “Is this what you want?”
    He paused for a moment.
    Asking me?
    I looked down at Jace. Slowly, I
nodded. “I’ll give you everything.”
    Jace grinned. “Yes, you fucking
will.”
    His mouth moved between my legs. I
felt the hot outlaw breath spread across my sweet innocence, wrapping me up
tight. The tip of his tongue like a torture wand, gently caressing up, then
down.
    I bit my lip and fought the urge to
scream.
    I was so screwed … so very
screwed …
     
     
     
    Jace curled his tongue around my
clit and I felt my legs tingle. My hips thrust at him and I