Page 56 of Amor Prohibido

“Movie day?”

“Movie day. And Loz is coming around later to help sort out more details for my birthday party.”

Jace nodded and kicked back. “Perfect. I am down for that; the movie, not the party planning, that is. I’ll let you and Lozza handle that.”

“Loz is all over it. It’s not for weeks yet, but I think she feels bad for moving out so is going the extra mile.”

His hand found my leg and squeezed. “Well, I, for one, am glad she’s moved out. Means I can touch without the fear of her appearing from nowhere.” He winked, then added, “What are we watching?”

“Mm, not sure yet, but whatever it is, you don’t get a say. And I don’t want to hear any bitching coming from your lips.”

“I don’t bitch,” he levelled, then shoved the final forkful of waffle combo into his mouth. “And I’m fine with anything really.”

I scoffed while watching his jaw muscles contract with each chomp. “Good, because we’re watching Swan Lake, the musical.”

The immediate darkening of his face gave me life.

“Swan Lake!”he exclaimed, setting his plate on the coffee table. “C’mon, J.C’mon!Really?”

“Bitching!” I yelled through my laughter and pointed at his face.

He huffed and folding his arms. “I’m not bitching—I’m just not down for Swan Lake.”

“What’s wrong with Swan Lake?” I demanded, and prodded his arm with my toes.

When he remained mute, conveying his displeasure through a deep-set scowl, I upped my assault. Using both feet, I playfully kicked at his thigh, goading a reaction.

It only took a few jabs before he cracked. With a rolling laugh that combined with my own, Jace grappled with one foot until he had one of my ankles locked down, then fought one-handed to grab the other.

It was all fun and games until my foot glanced off his thigh and landed directly on his dick. His dick that was obviously hard.

Instant mortification hit me. I retracted my legs so fast I almost knocked myself out with my own knee.

“Oh shit,” I croaked. “You’re…” Lost for words, I flapped a hand at his crotch. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to kick your… well, you know.”

A wicked glint to match his smirk entered his eyes. He took hold of both my ankles and tugged them toward him. His long fingers held firm, and I stilled when his thumbs flicked under my tights and drew slow circles on my inner anklebones. Every cell in my body roared to life and my breath grew shallow.

His voice was low when he spoke without breaking my gaze. “There’s nothing to apologise for, sweetheart. Besides, it’s been weeks since I’ve had fucking good sex; I’ve practically been walking around in a constant state of disgrace.”

The look he seared me with was outright primal. Like, climb my body, pin me down, and ravage me, primal. Exactly like I wanted.

“Fucking good, huh?”

His chuckle rumbled as he leaned closer.“Thebest. Too bad I haven’t been able to get an encore… yet.”

I swallowed hard and tried to ignore how turned on I was. Goose bumps rippled over my skin while my lady parts roared to life at the memory of the hottest sexual experience I’d ever had.

My core ached harder when Jace’s hands slid up my calves. He shifted to his knees on the couch and came to hover above me. The devilish smirk—dimple deep—and lustful glint in his eye had my legs widening of their own accord.

“You remember our night together?”

Feeling like a deer in the headlights, I only managed a small nod.

His grip squeezed my inner thighs. “I wanted you so bad my hands shook,” he splayed his fingers and inched higher. My breath quickened when they grazed over my hipbones to the curve of my waist.

“I know how you come alight under my hands and how sweet you taste on my tongue. I know how you scrunch your eyelids closed right before you come—at the same moment your breath hitches. I also know there are, not two, butthreesituations when Spanish is the first language to slip from your lips. The first being when you’ve been drinking, the second when you’re as angry as a cut snake, and the third when you’re turned on and begging for more.” He trailed off, hovering close to my mouth, and dashed a tongue over his lower lip.

Despite anticipating his kiss, he retreated from my space. “But we agreed to take this slow and I’m a man of my word.”

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