Page 110 of When You Had Me Adapting

“Lace, the car’s here.” His voice breaks me of my thoughts.

He pulls the hand that he’s holding toward the Uber that just drove into the parking lot. I climb in, and he slides in next to me in the back seat. His hand instantly finds my leg. It’s dangerously close to touching my center, but he doesn’t move it. He just draws small, teasing circles on my thigh making me more andmore desperate for his touch.Fuck, what’s gotten into me?If he tried, I wouldn’t stop him. I’d totally let him finger fuck me in the back of a stranger’s car.

He leans over and kisses me tenderly, causing my breath to catch and the rest of the world disappears for a moment. The driver clears his throat, causing both of us to straighten, but his hand doesn’t move away. His fingers toy with the hem of my dress.

The Local is a ten-minute drive from my apartment, but time feels like it’s moving painfully slow. I’m desperate to get out of the car and see where tonight might lead.

His hand inches up my thigh ever so slightly. The car is dark and I wonder for a moment if I could keep quiet, so the driver wouldn’t know what we were doing.

I slightly part my legs and shift in my seat silently begging him to touch me, but he doesn’t. A wide, sexy grin breaks across his face in response to my movements. “So needy,” he whispers.

He continues to draw small circles, teasing me and winding me tighter. I let out a frustrated breath, and he chuckles.

The driver pulls into my apartment complex, and Jace opens the door before the car stops. He grabs my hand and pulls me out, offering the driver a wave and a quick thank you as we both stumble into the parking lot. We move towards my apartment and rush up the stairs. I wrestle with the key, wondering if I should be questioning any of this. If I should stop and ask what it all means, but then the door swings open and he follows me inside. I kick off my shoes and turn around to find his bright blue eyes looking me up and down. My whole body heats under his stare.

“Lacey, I’d like?—”

I take a step forward and meet him where he stands. I place a finger over his lips. “Take me into my room and show me what you’d like, J.”

Time slows, and he cups my face, kissing me. It’s not a delicate kiss. It’s rough and sloppy like I’m the only thing that can satisfy the hunger within him. Our teeth crash and our tongues twist together.

His hands find my ass and he lifts me up so my legs wrap around his waist. He lets out a low, guttural groan and continues to kiss me as he walks me into my bedroom, kicking off his shoes. My hands tangle in his hair and he deepens our kiss. I love the way he tastes. I love the way his body feels against mine.

He lays me gently on top of my bed before stepping back and taking me in. His eyes are dark with desire and my core tightens.How is this man so fucking hot?

“Lacey, you sure you want this?” he asks.

“I want it all,” I answer, wondering if he knows I mean more than tonight. I want him now and forever. I’ve never been more sure of anything.

He undoes his shorts and pulls his shirt over his head revealing his toned chest and abs. The dim light from the living room illuminates him from behind. A sprinkle of dark chest hair covers his toned pecs. I follow his lead, moving my dress down my body and revealing all of me to him.

“Fuck, look at you.” He steps toward the bed. “I thought I told you to wear the bra from the call.”

“Oops. I must have forgotten to put it on.” Leaning back on my elbows, I feel so sexy and confident under his gaze. “Come on, I showed you mine. Now it’s your turn to show me yours.” My eyes flit to the outline of his cock behind the boxer briefs that hug both of his thighs. A smirk erupts across his face and he pulls them off. His dick springs free.Fuck, it’s huge.

He crawls onto the bed and hovers over me. His lips find my neck and he sucks the sensitive skin there causing my body to erupt in goosebumps.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, pixie.” His voice is a whisper against my skin and he rolls to his side and I turn to meet him. His hand starts at my shoulder and moves down the curve of my body. Everywhere he touches ignites. I reach out and touch him too. My hand moves down his chest to his abs and I trace the cut lines with the tips of my fingers until my hand finds his cock.

I roll it in the palm of my hand and I feel him shutter under my touch. I move my hand up and down his shaft a few times. My thumb grazes the head, wiping away a small bead of liquid from the tip. With his eyes on me, I move my thumb to my mouth and suck it off, savoring the taste of him.

Another groan escapes him, and he flips me to my back. “Tell me what you want.”

“You,” is all I can manage to say between heavy breaths.

He moves down my body, trailing kisses to every part of me and causing my skin to erupt under each touch of his lips on my skin. He pauses over one of my breasts and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. My hands dig into the sheets and I let out a moan.

He smiles against me and moves to my other nipple. His tongue flicks against it, before he takes it completely into his mouth. Pulling away he lets his teeth graze against the sensitive skin there. My whole body jolts and my eyes shut.

“Eyes on me, Lace,” he says.

My eyes open and I watch as he continues to trail soft kisses down my abdomen and then my hips. His rough beard tickles my skin as he moves.

“You like it when I kiss you here?”

I nod my head.

“I told you at the bar and I’m going to tell you again. Use your words.”

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