Page 70 of Reckless Rebel

One side of his mouth tips up into half a smirk, “Maybe you did.”

“I’m sorry,” I say again, “I just thought maybe we could.” The words die on my tongue as my discomfort and anxiety takes over. This was a stupid idea. “You’re busy, I’ll go and leave you to, you know.” I gesture vaguely to the bed and feel my cheeks heating at the reminder of what I just witnessed.

“What if I don’t want you to go?” His hand slots into that place between my cheek and neck he loves so much, “What if having you here is exactly what I want?”

“You don’t have to say that, Jace, you don’t need to pretend that was for me, it’s fine.” It’s not fine, the thought of him doing that over someone else makes me sick to my stomach.

“You think I don't want you? Feel how much I do.” He closes the distance between us, letting his thick, hard length press against me. “I’m so fucking hard for you, baby.”

I gasp and then stumble over my words, “Yeah, but you were you know, doing that when I came in here.”

He smiles wickedly, moving back towards the bed to grab his discarded phone,“Yeah, and who do you think I was imaging while I fucked my fist?” He shows me the picture I sent him and then exhales, dropping his forehead to mine, “It was you, baby. It’s always fucking you.” He tosses his phone on the dresser beside us, and then his hands fist around my waist as he pushes me against the door, grinding his length between my thighs. “You come in here offering me everything and I might just be selfish enough to take it, even though I know I don't deserve it.”

“Jace,” I whisper his name in disagreement but he shakes his head.

“No, it's okay, Riley. I know I'm not good enough for you, but for the first time ever I wish I was.” His fingers move methodically as he pulls the ties of my robe until it falls apart, revealing the white lace I am wearing under it.

The molten lust in his eyes allows me to regain some of my earlier confidence, “I know this is probably a bad idea, Playboy.”

His hands slowly start to trace the curve of my waist. “So tell me to stop.” His eyes come back to mine, “Because I don't have the power to walk away from you, Red, not unless you ask me to go.”

His words hit me in the gut, pulling at me deep down in my stomach at the thought of having any kind of power over someone like Jace Conrad. I whisper only two words in response, “Kiss me.”

The laugh he lets out is breathless. “You put those lips on me again, and they're mine, no going back.”

I see the sincerity in his stare as he throws down that gauntlet, if we do this, if we cross this line there is no going back. Am I ready for whatever that entails? I’m not sure, but when his thumbs trace circles on my hips again and I feel his cock pulse between us, I know there is only one thing to say, “Kiss me.”

He slams his lips to mine before I can even get those two words out fully, like he couldn’t wait another second. His tongue traces my lips and I open to let him inside, our tongues battling one another for dominance as our need for each other takes over. His lips leave my mouth and move to my neck, his tongue tracing the path he makes leaving me panting and breathless.

His hands come up to my shoulders and he leans away from me slightly so he can push the robe from my shoulders, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties. His eyes trail over every inch of my exposed skin. “Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking perfect.”

I drag him by the back of the neck until his lips are on mine again, my whole body is bursting with energy that is begging for a release and he groans into my mouth as I pull him closer to me. His hands drop back to my waist but this time dip lower down to my ass where he grabs and lifts, forcing me to wrap my legs around him. He presses me back into the door and I feel my pussy pulse with the need to be touched.

I pull my lips away so I can breathe in some much needed air, but his lips continue their assault against my body, tracing down towards the cups of my bra.

“Jace, please,” I plead with him, for what, I’m not sure, I just know I need it.

His hands come up and cup both of my breasts giving them a tight squeeze. “You never have to beg me, Red, I'll give you anything you want.” His fingers slip the straps of my bra off my shoulders and he pulls the cup down to reveal my hard, desperate to be touched nipples. “Fuck,” he curses and then lightning fast, he is gripping my hips again and stalking us towards the bed.

He places me on the edge and drops to his knees before me, his hand reaching up to close around the side of my throat so he can pull me towards him. “I’m going to taste every inch of you, then you’re gonna ride my dick until your come is all over me, understood?”

My tongue is thick in my mouth so all I can do is nod. He kisses me again, his tongue caressing mine as he reaches behind me to unsnap my bra, baring my chest to him. When his mouth drags down and passes over one nipple and then the other, I can’t hold back my moans, which only spur him on. He laps against my nipple, his teeth grazing slightly before he bites down and I moan even louder.

“Should we put on some music or something?” I gasp out, desperate for the release I can already feel building.

He looks up at me and smirks, “It’s so cute that you think you're gonna be able to hear anything over your moans, Red.” His mouth attacks my nipple again as his fingers trail up my thighs. When he reaches the fabric on my underwear he lightly smacks my thigh and then tugs at them until I shift up to let him drag them from my body, all the while his mouth still worshiping my tits.

When I moan again he pulls back with a wicked grin on his face and then slides his palm up between my breasts and pushes me back against the bed. His hands spread my thighs so my pussy is right in his face and I feel myself blush at the view he must have. His thumb trails up and down my slit, “Such a beautiful little cunt, baby, and now it’s all mine.” He parts my lips slightly, pressing his thumb right against my clit and my whole body vibrates with a groan. “Better keep it down, because I’m about to eat this pussy until your come coats my tongue.”

He doesn’t give me chance to digest his filthy words, just dips down and swipes the flat of his tongue over my clit in a swirling motion and now it’s his turn to groan, “You taste so fucking good.” His words are grunted right against my pussy, his hot breath against my lips before he dives back in and begins feasting on me. Licking, biting, sucking, until I am clenching and aching for him, and just when I think his mouth can’t feel any better, he drops down further and dips his tongue fully inside my pussy. The sensation has the muscles in the pit of my stomach tightening as he fucks me with his tongue until my entrance is dripping with my need for him.

When I begin to pant his name in a plea he brings his tongue back to my clit and pushes one of his fingers inside me and I clench around it. “Fuck, Red, I can’t wait to feel this pussy clenching around my cock.” He fucks me with his finger in tandem with his tongue until I am a writhing mess completely at his mercy. “Come on, baby, I want it, give it to me.” His words mixed with him biting and then sucking my clit into his mouth have me going off like an explosion.

I come hard, gushing against his face and he laps up my juices greedily with grunted groans. “That’s it, good girl, you come so fucking good for me.” His tongue and fingers never relenting from their pace until I am completely spent beneath him. He rises from between my thighs and brings his lips to mine once more, my release making our kiss even sweeter and I feel his cock hard and ready between us.

I pull my lips from his and beg, “Fuck me, Jace, please, I want to feel you inside of me.”

His head drops to mine once again. “Never have I had a better offer.” He pulls away from me and moves to the other side of the room and starts frantically going through his bags until he finds what he needs, and when he turns back to the bed I see the stash of condoms in his hand.

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