Page 61 of Forbidden Billionaire Rockstar

Without a single complaint, I do as he says and turn so that my back is to him. I shiver when his fingers brush over the small of my back, the zipper sliding down the only sound between the two of us, and when it falls into a puddle at my feet, I calmly step out of it. Instead of turning back around to face him, I keep my spine straight and wait for his next command.

“Fuck,” he mutters behind me, then I feel the ghost of his touch as he skates across the lace panties I’m wearing before trailing itup my spine and stopping at the matching bra. “Red looks good on you, sweetheart.”

His compliment makes me shiver, but I still manage to keep facing forward.

“Look at me.”

I’ve never been happier to hear a command. Within seconds, I turn around, eyes clashing with the heated stare he’s got aimed at my chest, and I rub my thighs together. Something tells me after tonight that things are going to get drastically different, but I can’t bring myself to care too much about that when he’s looking at me like I’m the most exquisite piece of art he’s ever gotten the chance to see.

We’ll deal with things tomorrow.

Tonight, I’m giving in to my desires and not feeling one bit sorry about them.

Jace trails his fingers over my bare skin, goosebumps erupting in their wake, and I suck in a sharp breath as his fingers dip beneath my panties and he applies pressure to my clit. Sensations run rampant inside of me, making me dizzy with lust and desire.

His eyes lock onto mine as he rubs his thumb over my clit slowly, my belly dipping dramatically from the pleasure it brings, and I rotate my hips into him.

“Impatient little thing, aren’t you?”

I let out a low growl, which causes him to chuckle, and I jerk when he increases his movements. “Yes,” I moan.

“God,” he groans, his eyes boring into mine while keeping the same rhythm with his fingers. I could listen to those moans on repeat and never get tired of them.”

Every word out of his mouth only has my pleasure heightening, reaching a distance I didn’t know was possible, and I only want more. I reach down, desperate to feel him and push my hand into his pants until I’ve got my fingers wrapped around his hard length.

A few curses fly from his mouth, and he shoves his hips forward, taking exactly what he needs from me. He pushes a finger into my entrance, then adds another that forces me back and onto the bed. My hand pulls away from him, falling limply at my side, and he smirks at me.

“Right where I wanted you,” he rasps before leaning down and closing his mouth over my nipple.

Instinctively, my legs part to allow him entry between them, and he curls his fingers inside of me before pulling them out. I whimper, hating the loss of his touch, and he winks before tugging his pants down. His length bobs, and my breath hitches at the sight — one I’m sure I’ll never get tired of.

He reaches out, grabs hold of my thigh, and rolls me until I’m lying flat on my stomach. I’m panting, pussy clenching in response, and he reaches around my stomach to lift me up. The air that grazes my ass is nothing compared to the heat his body brings as he steps closer.

“You look so pretty like this,” he whispers while running his fingers over my spine.

Electricity shoots through, enough so that I push my ass closer to him in desperation.I need more.

Although it’s only seconds, it feels like hours before I feel him teasing my entrance with his dick, and I grip the sheets like my life depends on it. In one swift thrust, he’s fully inserted himself into me, and I gasp into the mattress — the last thing anyone needs is to hear me from the other side of the walls.

“You were made for me,” Jace grinds out, his thrusts getting faster and harder.

Exactly what I wanted.

The high I’ve been feeling only makes me dizzy, and his fingers digging into my waist is a delicious welcome. His thrusts become more and more frantic with each one, the bed shaking in response, and I let out a moan that would alert the whole floor if my face were pressed against the mattress.

“Yes,Jace,” I say as softly as I can manage.

“Let go for me,” he grinds out. “I’m not sure I can last much longer. You feel too damn good.”

Just like that, white dots form, and I cry out into the darkness. I’m still reeling from the intensity of my orgasm when Jace grunts behind me, movements jerking and pauses while he takes deep breaths. As soon as he pulls out of me, I immediately frown at the loss but roll onto my back.

When I steal a look at Jace, he’s still got that heated look in his eyes that tells me our night is far from over.

Give in to desires. Worry tomorrow.

That’s going to be my new mantra when it comes to this man.

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