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Stunned, she gaped at me, and I cracked a smile to lighten my intense and blurted statement. “I mean, why else do you think I put up with you?”

Cocking her head, she shrugged. “I honestly don’t know why,” she murmured. “Why are you putting up with me?”

My hand reached up to touch her face. “I wish you could see what I see,” I sighed. “And I don’t just mean how amazing you look in that dress.”

She slid closer into my hand, and I knew now that I had the green light, the fabric at my crotch tightening as Elix’s face drew closer.

“What are we doing here, Jace?” she whispered, but I shook my head, my lips rising to meet hers.

“I don’t know,” I admitted, my pulse roaring in my ears. “And I really don’t want to overthink it.”

My mouth crushed to hers—or did hers crush to mine? It happened fast and inevitably, the buildup that had incurred from the moment that I had opened my doors to this renegade sister of my best friend.

We couldn’t pretend that what happened at dinner just hadn’t occurred. We had crossed into the point of no return, and neither of us was looking back in the least.

Chapter 13

Elix

This is really happening! Jace is kissing me!

And it wasn’t some timid, first tentative peck of a schoolkid who didn’t know himself. This was fire.

My tongue jutted between the open spaces of our mouths, waves upon waves of energy coursing through me to press me closer and seal the moment before he could reconsider and pull away.

We’d played at coyness long enough.

Heat rushed through me, soaking my barely dried panties as I danced Jace back toward the bed that we shared. He fell down, our lips never parting, and I straddled him as his hands splayed across my back. My heart raced, and it seemed to match with the beat of his, our pulses in perfect, erratic unison as he fumbled for the spaghetti straps of my dress.

The garment swooped over my head, freeing my bare breasts as I sat back, his palms reaching up to cup at my hardened nipples. He stared at me, breathing heavily, tongue lolling out.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. I smiled and answered him with a full, deep kiss, crushing my lips to him as I struggled to work his shirt off simultaneously. My hips rockedagainst the growing hardness between my legs, and a small gasp fell from my mouth as I realized how big he was.

Is that all him? Can I take all of that?

We would soon find out.

He bucked upward with such force, I thought he might poke a hole through my underwear. My mouth rose to trail along his cheek, inhaling his scent, committing the raw masculinity of him to memory.

Abruptly, Jace flipped me, and I let a laugh out at the unexpected shift. With one hand, he pinned my palms to the mattress, his face lowering to my neck and collarbone, kisses growing more intense with each pucker.

“You are so tempting… but so wrong. A little, dirty secret,” he mumbled. “I can’t resist you, Elix.”

Another gush of warmth spread through me, ending between my thighs as Jace’s face traveled the path. I arched my back, and reluctantly, he released my arms to continue his journey along my body, pausing to sample every curve along the way. “You’re so beautiful,” he went on, his words carrying me higher, my body floating in place, legs spreading wider as his gorgeous face disappeared in the valley.

His nose nuzzled around the outer edges, and I moaned, hands curling into the thick strands of his hair, urging him closer. But Jace wouldn’t be rushed. Slowly, deliberately, he took his time exploring and learning every inch of my body, and I lay back to enjoy the ride of it all.

His breath got hotter, closer to my core, and I cried out when his tongue lapped its first lick. I’d been expecting it, but it still caught me off guard. His hands curled around my buttocks, raising me higher to fully feel the warmth of his mouth as he went to town.

“Oh, Jace…”

“Mmm…” he purred, the vibrations rushing through my entire body. “So sweet.”

I closed my eyes, dizziness overtaking me, and I let myself go.

Fingers massaged at my ass, easing at the tension as my release mounted, the conflicting sensations driving me crazy.

“Jace!” I yelped, knowing I couldn’t hold on any longer.

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