Page 18 of Always. Forever.

“Jace, I’m coming, fuck, please don’t stop.”

Jace fucks me relentlessly with his fingers and grazes his teeth against my clit, which causes my undoing. My orgasm hits me hard—the euphoria flowing through my body—Jace is still pumping his fingers in and out of me slowly, prolonging the feeling. I open my eyes as I come down from my orgasm, and I feel like I’m floating on clouds as I come back to earth. Jace has pure lust in his eyes, and I smile lazily at him while letting go of the death grip I have on his hair.

I shut my eyes and sigh, my body relaxing and feeling the best it’s ever felt. Jace pulls his fingers out of me as I look at him, then his fingers, and they are covered in my juices. He spreads his fingers, the juices stringing from one to the other, and puts one finger in his mouth while closing his eyes and humming. Then he pulls it out.

“You don’t understand how fucking good you taste, Ry. I think you need to taste yourself to know just how good it is.”

He brings his second finger to my mouth, and I open wide for him, keeping eye contact the whole time. I close my lips around his finger and suck, and it’s surprisingly pleasant and sweet. I close my eyes while sucking his finger like I would his dick. Jace groans and yanks his finger out of my mouth and then pulls down his boxers.

He grabs me by my thighs and pulls me down the bed like I weigh nothing and positions my legs over his broad shoulders.

Jace’s eyes are filled with pure hunger. Hunger for me.

“You don’t know what you do to me, Ry,” he says as he slams into me with brutal force, not even giving me a minute to adjust. He pulls back out and slams into me again. My head falls back as I scream out. It feels like he’s hitting my cervix with every slam, and he doesn’t let up.

“Jace, fuck,” I scream.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuckkkkk. Your greedy pussy is squeezing me so fucking tight,” he rasps out while looking down at where he’s pounding into me. All I hear above my moans and Jace’s heavy breathing is the slickness as he thrusts in and out of me. The wetness runs down to my asshole and soaks the mattress. Jace keeps up the force, pushing my legs back so my hips rise as he leans into me more. I didn’t think he could get any deeper, but in this position, it borderline hurts, but there is no way I want him to stop. His eyes meet mine as he speeds up.

“Rylee,” Jace says painfully. “Baby, I need you to come.” He pinches my clit which causes my back to raise off the bed.

“Ahhhh,” I shout.

“Your greedy pussy needs filling with my cum baby. Come! Now!” he grits out while applying more pressure to my clit. I let go and allow the wave take me, and I pulse around his cock. He grunts and slams himself into me before he stills.

“Mmmm” is all I hear from him as he collapses on top of me, heat radiating from his body. His heart is jackhammering against my chest along with mine. We are breathing heavily, basking in post orgasmic bliss. I run my fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp. He sits up, pulling out, which makes me wince. I’m sore but in a good way. He smiles at me and kisses my forehead.

I get up, heading to the bathroom to clean myself up. I sit on the toilet for a while, it stings a lot. Jace doesn’t always fuck me like that, but I can’t say I hate it, I love it, it’s like a raw act of possession breaks out of him. Once I have peed and cleaned myself up, I tiptoe back to our bed, and Jace is in bed waiting for me. His lazy eyes take me in, running the length of my body, and I blush. He still makes me feel like a giggly little girl when he shows me attention. I slide in next to him, cuddling up to his side, my head resting on his chest listening to his now-calm heartbeat.

“You’re so perfect. Night, babe,” he murmurs into my hair.

I smile to myself, closing my eyes.

“Night, Jace.”

Chapter Eight

Thefollowingmorning,Iwake up sweating. Jace is squished up against me with his arm and legs thrown over me. I love having him this close, but I hate being hot. I throw his arm off me and try to kick his leg which, of course, does not make him budge even an inch. The next thing I know, his arm is slung back around me.Nope, I can’t have this.

“Jace,” I say while shaking him slightly.

“Mmm,” he says, hugging me tighter.

“Can you let go of me, I’m literally dripping with sweat and so are you. I need to get up and shower.”

“Sorry, baby,” he murmurs.

He rolls away from me so I can get up. I look over at his bedside table and see he didn’t bring a bottle of water to bed with him, so I pop into the kitchen to grab him one and place it on his bedside table.

I jump in the shower and stand under the steaming hot water. My body aches today but in the best way. I finish in the shower and head into the bedroom. Jace is sitting up on his phone with a deep scowl on his face, like he’s reading something in depth.

“Morning . . . you okay?”

He sighs, then smiles.

“I am now,” he says and lies back down. “Come give me a hug.”

I skip over to him, still in my towel. I tighten it around me. He opens his legs so I can lie between them. I lie on my stomach so my head is laying on his stomach. He rests one hand around the top of my back and the other playing with my hair because he knows that’s my favorite.

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