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I up the vibration again.

“Yeah, I’m great. Just thinking about how beautiful all this is and how excited I am for the happy couple.” Her words come out in a rush and she tries to take a large sip of her margarita.

“Yeah, what has you acting so weird tonight?” Wren asks.

“Nothing,” she snaps.

Lacey crosses her legs and grabs my hand with hers. I reduce the vibration, slowly backing off until it’s gone entirely. I don’t want to send her over the edge, not yet.

“You sure?” Tanner asks.

“Yes,” she says, a little breathless. I pull out my phone.

Jace: If it’s too much or you want to stop you can tell me.

Pixie: Are you kidding? This is so fucking hot. Whatever you do, don’t stop.

CHAPTER 55: WE LOVE THIS SONG

LACEY

It’s official. I’m calling the wearable vibrator my best idea yet. After girls’ night, the Good Vibrations coupon code was burning a massive hole in my metaphorical pocket and so I followed Gray’s advice. It didn’t take me long to find the perfect gift for Jace.Or I guess I should say us.

The look on his face when he discovered it was priceless and when he opened that dirty mouth of his, that could melt my panties right off my body all on its own, I knew I had picked the perfect thing.

The reception was a blast. Full of food, drinks, lots of dancing, and just the right amount of edging. I’m wound so tight that I’m pretty sure the minute his hands or his mouth finally touch me I’m going to explode.

“You sure y’all don’t want to come to the after party?” Poppy pouts, outside the venue. Donovan and Enzo just drove away and the remaining guests are huddled outside waiting on their rides.

“Yeah, I’m really tired,” I lie, holding my black heels in my hand. My whole body jolts as Jace buzzes the shit out of my clit with the little vibrator hidden in my underwear.

“You sure you’re feeling okay?” she asks.

“Never better,” I answer through clenched teeth, crossing my legs as I stand. The vibrations stop as quick as they started and when I peer over my shoulder Jace is standing there looking absolutely delicious in the black suit he’s wearing. His jacket is long gone and slung over his arm. The sleeves of his white dress shirt rolled up, revealing his tattoos, and his tie is a little loose around his neck—a cocky smirk across his face.

“This is us,” he says, nodding toward the black car turning into the parking lot.

“Have fun at the party,” I say, moving quickly towards the vehicle and offering Poppy and the rest of our friends a wave.

Jace opens the door and I slide in. He joins me in the back seat and it feels remarkably similar to the night after the bar. His hand finds the top of my thigh. He’s inches away from touching me.Fuck,I want him to touch me. Ineedhim to touch me.

I didn’t get my way then, but maybe I’ll get my way now. I slightly part my thighs and shift my hips. He leans in close, so only I can hear him. “My greedy girl. You want me to touch you?”

“Yes,” I whisper. “Please.”

“Is the music too loud?” the driver yells over the EDM song blasting through the speakers.

“Not at all,” Jace answers. “Actually, would you mind turning it up? We love this song.”

The driver shrugs and spins the dial. The base of the music vibrates the car and while that would usually annoy me, tonight I’m thankful for the privacy it gives us.

He pulls the little remote out of his pocket and I watch as he hits one of the buttons a couple of times, turning up the vibrations.

I swallow a moan. I’m so close to coming it’s almost unbearable. He flips it off. I shift my hips again and he places akiss against the side of my neck. “Can you be quiet?” he asks. I nod frantically.

“I won’t make a sound,” I whisper.

The vibrations begin again, but this time he doesn’t stop them. He slowly raises the intensity. My head lulls back against the headrest and my eyes slam shut. His fingers tease the hem of my dress and my hand grips his thigh.

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