York.”
My face scrunched in confusion. “New York? What big bands have come from New York?”
“Nothing in our genre. Nada, Spin Doctors, Kiss.”
“How could I forget Kiss?!”
He shrugged and then shouldered me, playfully. “Easy when you have Eddie Vedder.” With that, he killed the ignition and opened his door.
Somehow, I’d completely lost sense of time and direction and we were sitting in his driveway. That realization sent butterflies into my stomach. That didn’t make much sense, of course, since it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen me naked already. But something about being at his home, in his bed, seemed so much more... real.
“Well, come on,” he said, holding out a hand to me as I hesitated inside the cab of his truck.
I took it with a great deal of hesitation, but he didn’t get impatient, didn’t seem offended, hadn’t even acted like he’d noticed.
God, this man was a saint.
No sooner than we stepped inside of his apartment, I was against the wall, Jace’s mouth claiming mine.
“I’ve wanted to do this since Denny’s,” he growled against my mouth.
Where in Sam hill had all this come from? Not that I cared. I was just enjoying myself, allowing myself to get lost in the moment, lost in the heady sensation left over from the concert, in the feel of his hand gliding up my bare thigh.
Oh, I was in trouble. Serious, serious trouble.
“I need you out of this thing, now,” he said, tugging at the leather jacket, pulling the sleeves off my arms, and then tossing it onto the sofa. “And this.” With expert hands, pulled the dress up over my head. It, too, landed on the sofa. Next went the bra and panties.
Standing naked in front of Jace made me a little self-conscious, but as if he’d sensed my hesitation, my desire to hide, he grabbed my wrists and pulled them away from my body.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said, his eyes sweeping over my stark nakedness. “And all mine.”
My heart fluttered as his words bounced around inside my soul somewhere. That fluttering turned to swelling as he peppered gentle kisses along my bare skin. Then came the flames as his hands wandered freely over my exposed flesh. My stomach plummeted and then rose again when he suddenly dropped to his knees in front of me, his mouth running so gently over the course hair between my legs that it sent tingles up my spine, all the way up to my scalp.
“Can you stand while I do this?” he asked, looking up at me with those molten brown eyes.
I gulped. I wasn’t sure. I’d never tried something quite like it before... not that it mattered because Jace wasn’t waiting for an answer.
A gasp escaped my lips when his warm tongue made immediate contact with my clit and my knees almost gave way. Rather than let up, he lifted one of my legs and then placed it over his shoulder. The position gave him even better access which he took complete advantage of it, running his tongue in long strokes all the way from my entrance to the top of my sensitive bundle of nerves.
Just as my hips started to rock, just when I thought I might be getting the hang of this standing up thing, he removed his mouth and stood. The hunger in his eyes reached deep into my chest, practically seizing my lungs and holding them hostage as pulled my arms above my head, holding them against the wall.
“I’m going to fuck you, Andrea,” he whispered against my neck, rocking his still clothed body into me. “But I want to know what that pretty little mouth of yours feels like first.”
Before stepping back and giving me a little room to catch my bearings, he bit the tender flesh of my neck. Only, I didn’t need room to breathe because my mouth was already watering at the thought of tasting him, holding him in my mouth, bringing him the same climactic pleasure he’d given me during our camping trip. So, without missing a beat, I dropped to my knees, unzipped his pants and released him from his boxers.
I’d never seen a more beautiful cock
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