Page 89 of 7+Us Makes Nine

His hands slid between my legs, parting my thighs for him. I felt his cock pulsing against my back as it rose to the occasion. I pressed into him. Rolled my hips back so I could feel him groan against my skin. My head fell onto his shoulder as his hands massaged my inner thighs, then I felt his fingers part my throbbing pussy folds.

“I wonder what we have here?” Jace asked playfully.

My dress had been gorgeous. It was the first one I tried on and I knew it was the one for me. A lacy dress with fluttering capped sleeves decorated with beaded flowers that flowed all the way down to the train of the dress. The bodice was fitted but not tight, and the flowing material of the gown slid against my legs smoothly as I walked down the aisle. The white dress was accented with champagne and pale yellow material, lending a trendy fashion to the traditional white dress.

And my hair had been down.

Just like I knew Jace would enjoy it.

“Oh my gosh,” I said breathlessly.

“There is it,” Jace said into my skin. “She’s hiding from me.”

I bucked into his hand as his fingers began to circle my clit. He flicked it and pressed into it. He swirled the pad of his finger on top of it. I bucked into his hand as water washed over the edge of the tub, the jets massaging my body. My legs trembled. My breathing became ragged. I pressed my head into his shoulder and moaned into his neck. I nibbled on his skin. Bit into his pulse point. I dug my hands into his thighs as his cock jumped against my back. I couldn’t contain myself. I felt pleasure building quickly in the back of my gut.

“Jace. Jace. Yes. Shit. Don’t stop. No no no, no don’t… don’t… yes!”

My body popped and fell over the edge as he pressed his hand into my pussy. His finger slid into my throbbing entrance, stroking my falls as he rode me through my orgasm. I gasped for air. My legs shook with my efforts. My torso contracted and my jaw quivered as colors burst in my vision. My skin came alive. My body was filled with electric jolts. Jace’s lips skimmed the curve of my neck and the dip of my collarbone, pressing random kisses along my skin to make me jump.

Then I collapsed back into him before he wrapped his arms around me again.

“You’re so beautiful when you cum for me,” he murmured into my ear.

I shivered at his words before he began to maneuver us in the bathtub.

Things with Anya turned out fine. At least, we assumed they did. She stayed in jail until her trial hearing and was convicted on multiple counts of possession with intent to distribute. And I thought the verdict was going to ruin Jace. The police had raided her home and found close to five pounds of heroin stashed in different places. Multiple orange bottles of pills were found in places like her coffee mugs and the freezer. She had been sentenced to ten years in prison with no chance of parole and was required to not only attend sobriety meetings, but was also required to seek counseling while behind bars.

Anya wouldn’t be bothering any of us for a very long time.

“Are you excited about London?” he asked as he bent me over the edge of the tub.

“Oh yes,” I said with a whisper.

His hands ran up my ass cheeks before he squeezed them, massaging them within the palms of his large hands.

“So beautiful,” he said with a whisper.

His cock slid between my thigh and my pussy lips encompassed it. He slid against me, coating himself in my juices as the water in the tub ebbed around us. The jets had shut off and sweat was dripping down my brow. The hot water around us had me worked up, and the orgasm he’d delivered to me free of charge had me wanton for more. I looked back at him and saw his eyes dancing along my body. Along the love handles that had appeared after having the quadruplets and the stretch marks that ricocheted down my thighs.

He never ceased to make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

“I can’t wait another second,” he said as he grabbed his cock. “I have to have you, Catherine.”

“Then don’t wait,” I said as I bucked back into him. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”

He slid into me and all felt right again. He filled me to the brim, pressing against my walls and making me shiver for his viewing pleasure. I leaned against the edge of the tub as his hands planted next to mine, his knees keeping my legs spread for him. He rocked into me, stroking my pussy perfectly as water splashed around our bodies. It soaked the floor of the hotel’s penthouse suite and smacked against our skin. His lips fell to my back and kissed every divot of my spine he could find. I pushed back into him. My pussy swallowed his cock whole. My fingers curled into the tub as his paced picked up, sending white hot pleasure shooting through my veins.

Then, I watched his hand move out of my vision.

“Jace?” I asked breathlessly. “What are you-?”

Then, I watched his other hand move before it disappeared underneath the water. I felt his fingertips crawling across my skin before dipping to my pussy once more. He parted my folds and exposed my clit to the hot water, forcing my eyes into the back of my head.

“I’m so close. Jace, please.”

“One,” he said.

My eyes flew open at his countdown.

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