Everything inside me ignited when I yanked Alex tightly against me, gripping her ass to grind my swollen cock against her. The hard points of her nipples pressed against my chest, causing me to moan against her mouth. She shivered in my arms. Her fingertips explored my neck, my cheek, and then moved back to grip my hair as we nuzzled and sucked on each other’s tongues. Exploring deeper, grinding against each other until the loud clang of the studio door startled both of us apart.
“You gonna finish loading out or what, man?” The tech stood glaring at us with his arms crossed. “We need to turn the studio.”
Red-faced and laughing, Alex helped me load out the rest of my drums into the Green Dragon and jumped into the passenger seat after we were done.
“My house?” She slipped her aviator sunglasses on.
“Are you really sure?” I felt like I was going to go to hell but would enjoy the ride.
“I’m positive.” She smiled saucily. “If I had any doubts, after those kisses I don’t now.”
Chapter 6
ALEX
My heart couldn’t have been beating harder unless I was having a heart attack. I couldn’t believe my boldness. I’d put on a confident persona and had gone through with it. For weeks after that first night at Carter’s, I took advantage of every opportunity to hang out with Zoey and the band. Hoping for a repeat of the near-kiss. Instead, Jace went out of his way to avoid me or treat me like a kid.
Time was running out. The band was done in the studio and were heading on tour. Zoey was off to college and my plane left the same day. Mom had made plans for us, but then got called out of town unexpectedly to help my aunt, who broke her ankle. With her return looming to send me off, desperate times called for desperate measures. I put on my big-girl cutoffs this morning, determined to get my man.
“Alex, this really isn’t a good idea.” Jace looked at me from the driver’s seat.
“Don’t think so hard.” I rolled my eyes at him.
“Look, I just got out of a friends-with-benefits situation, it doesn’t end up good for anyone.” He shook his head sadly. “I don’t want you to be hurt.”
“Dude, I’m not going to get hurt.” I laughed. “I’m going to Europe to explore and soak up the culture and have a great time. I have no idea when I’ll be back or if I’ll ever come back.”
“You’re a beautiful girl, you need to be very careful.” Jace narrowed his eyes at me.
“Awww. You do care.” I teased.
“Of course I do,” Jace muttered.
“Can you just enjoy a moment in time with me?” My voice came out almost begging. “We won’t have any strings, if that’s what you’re worried about. I won’t be like that girl Cassie who kept showing up at the studio.”
“You couldn’t ever be like that.” Jace winced like I’d punched him.
“Exactly. Turn here, my house is over there on the corner.” I pointed and Jace followed my direction.
Silently, we got out of the van and strode up the walkway to my front door. Jace put his hand on my nape, his palm expanding to cup the back of my head. After unlocking the door, he followed me through the entryway into the adjacent living room. Kicking off my boots, I sat on the overstuffed, floral-patterned sofa and tucked my feet underneath me. He followed, sitting on the edge of the seat, his elbows bent on his knees. His hair fell across his shoulders like a curtain.
“Are you excited to get on the road?” I wanted to draw him out.
“Yeah, I’m so ready to go.” He glanced sideways at me.
“Yeah, me too.” I leaned toward him, hoping to ignite the spark again.
“Alex.” His clear, green eyes caught mine, the cleft in his chin quivering.
“Come here,” I whispered. “I want another kiss.”
Jace groaned and leaned back against the couch, dragging me to him. I couldn’t help but nuzzle his neck, breathing in his manly scent before tilting my face up to meet his lips. His strong biceps stretched across my shoulder, his hand caressed the side of my face and I snuggled up flush against his muscled chest. Our tongues danced again. Sometimes a tango. Sometimes a waltz. Sometimes crunking. My Gawd, this man could kiss. So unlike the high school boys that I was used to.
“Alex, I’ve never been with a virgin.” Jace kissed my temple. “My mind is going nuts. I don’t know if this is the right thing to do.”
“You’re very cerebral.” I raked my fingers through his hair.
“I have three sisters; I don’t want to be a jerk.” He smiled down at me and ran his fingers lightly through my hair too.
“Give me some credit, I see you.” I gestured with two fingers pointed at my eyes and then at his.
“I know you do.” He gave me a slow, drawn-out kiss before abruptly standing.
“Don’t leave me hanging.” I reached out my hand to him, the silver bracelets jangling as I shook it, willing him to take it.
“If we’re doing this, let’s do it right.” Jace grasped my hand and pulled me up. “We need to set the mood.”
Together we moved through the house, collecting some tea candles, a couple of wine glasses, and the half-opened chardonnay in the fridge. Jace spotted my mom’s prize roses blooming out the back and dashed through the back door, returning with a couple of giant, pink blooms. After we gathered up all the stuff, my heart pounded out of my chest again.
“Let’s go up to my room.” I gestured and walked up the stairs, not wanting to lose my nerve.
“Lead the way.” Jace’s arms were full, but he followed close behind.
I’d never had a guy in my room before, and suddenly I was a bit shy about how my full-sized canopy bed draped in a denim duvet cover and crazy mash-up of Kings of Leon, Lady Gaga, Bruno Mars, and the Black Keys posters looked to this sexy rocker. He didn’t say a word, just poured two glasses of wine and set them on my dresser. Next, he turned the lights off, leaving only the glow of my desk lamp and proceeded to rip all the petals off the roses and spread them out all over my bed.
“I’m such a weak man.” Jace strode over to me and captured my mouth with his, gripping my ass and lifting me off the ground to straddle his waist.
I wrapped my legs around him. His strong arms held me tight, even as he devoured my lips hungrily. Things were getting real. I was ready. Clinging to his neck, I got lost in his messy, passionate kisses. Without skipping a beat, Jace walked me over to the bed and gently placed me in the middle of the petals on the duvet. His fingers were fumbling and desperate, his mouth never leaving mine. He pulled up my tank top, exposing my bare breasts.
“Fuck me. I knew you didn’t wear a bra.”
Jace groaned and placed a brief, suckling kiss on my distended nipple and then went back for seconds on the other one.
My entire body shook with desire. He moved his calloused hands down my body, caressing my sides, sliding over my hips, never releasing the suction from my nipple. Slowly, his fingers trailed up the side of my thigh to the button on my cutoffs, which he deftly unclasped. Working them slowly down my hips, when he reached my knees I wriggled and kicked them to the floor, leaving me wearing only my black G-string.
Being here like this with Jace was all I had dreamed about this summer. I was so scared, but I also knew that I didn’t want to stop. My breath hitched and a moaning sound emanating deep inside me caught his attention. Releasing my puckered nipple from his lips with a distinct pop, his eyes pierced my soul when he looked up at me. The look told me everything, my mind knew I was where I was supposed to be.
My body knew it too. Jace pulled off my panties, which were absolutely soaked. His nostrils flared because he could smell how much I wanted him. His erection throbbed through his jeans against my thigh, and I rubbed against the bulge like a cat. Jace groaned at the contact while his fingers inched down my body to the junction between my thighs. Gently, he eased my legs apart, his fingers hovering over my swollen pussy. I could feel my clit pulsating in anticipation of his touch.
“We can stop anytime,” Jace w
hispered against my ear. “Just say the word.”
“I don’t want to stop, ever,” I moaned. “Please, touch me, Jace.”
His gaze dropped to my slit. He pressed his thumb between my wet lips, the rough pads of his calloused fingers following suit, never directly touching my clit or entering my body. Jace took his time, stroking and slipping through my slick juices, varying pressure and speed, his eyebrows knitted as though he was studying my reaction to each touch. My hips moved on their own volition, bucking, circling, clenching, sometimes seeking more pressure, sometimes avoiding more contact when the stimulation was too intense. Through it all he breathed in, inhaling my arousal, making guttural sounds when I gushed around his fingers. It felt like I would explode if he didn’t touch me where I needed it most. As though he had ESP, he bent down and his tongue lapped through my folds like he was starving, sucking my clit in between his lips.
The keening yowl filling the room was me, I realized. My eyes squeezed shut, fireworks popped beneath my eyelids, pleasure so intense it was nearly painful. I didn’t know if I could take any more. My hips bucked against his mouth while I clutched his long hair at the scalp, pulling him toward me and pushing him away, not knowing how to process the extraordinary sensations down below. Finally, I gave in while his lips continued to suckle and feast on my clit. I spiraled into a dark vortex of pleasure. Every single muscle in my body tensed before I experienced a release so staggering it brought tears to my eyes.
When I became coherent again, Jace was up next to me, cradling me in his arms, one finger teasing my nipple into a tight little bud. Smiling at me, he leaned forward, and his lips closed over the dark tip as he suckled and stroked my stomach and hipbones.
“Wow.” It was all I could say as I lay there like a noodle.
“You’re absolutely gorgeous, Alex.” Jace smiled up at me. “Thank you for letting me do that.”
“You’re gorgeous too, Jace.” I tickled his side. “But why am I naked and you’re still dressed?”
“Because I need to ask you again. Are you sure you want to go further?”
“Yes.” Definitive. I was sure. After experiencing his magnificent oral skills, I knew it would never be better than this. I was certain.
“Do you want some wine?” Jace held up the glass and chuckled nervously.
“No, I mean I appreciate the romance, but I’m not that into wine.” I laughed and gestured to myself. “Plus, underage. To drink. Not for the sex.”
“Ah, shit. You had to remind me.” Jace’s face became heated. His gaze roamed across my naked body; my already-hard nipples became painfully tight with anticipation.
“Your body is insane; you could be a supermodel.” Jace stroked my ribcage and once again teased each of my tight buds with his thumbs.
“Methinks you have a boob fetish.” I swatted his hand away playfully.
“You have no idea what you’ve done to me all summer going braless in those tank tops.” He swallowed, covering my entire breast in his hand.
“I’m a good girl, I don’t know what you are talking about.” I winked at him.
“I knew it!” Jace swatted at me. “You’re a vixen.”
“Well, lucky for you I took matters into my own hands or where would we be?” I sat up and grasped his T-shirt, tugging it up over his head.
“I was trying so hard to be good, and you’ve corrupted me.” Jace grabbed the shirt from me and tossed it on the ground.
“Right. Flashing your tattooed pecs and flexing your biceps at me.” I swatted at his arm. “I noticed.”
Jace caught my wrist and pulled me to him, my breasts pressed against his naked chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist, running my hands under his shirt to feel the definition of his muscled back. He suckled at my earlobe and lightly gripped each side of my face to move me where he wanted. Which, apparently, was to nibble at my neck.
“I loved watching you come,” he whispered into my ear, causing an instant jolt and another gush of wetness between my legs.
“Maybe I want to see you come too.” I licked his ear naughtily.
“Thank God.” Jace kissed my nose before standing up to kick off his sneakers.
Slowly, my sexy drummer undid his jeans and pulled them down together with his boxer briefs in one fell swoop. Although I’d seen him shirtless countless times by this point, I’d never seen him or any man fully naked before. Which was probably why I couldn’t keep myself from staring at his thick, impressive cock, which jutted up flush against his stomach. I swallowed when he wrapped his fingers around his wide base and stroked himself root to tip, his green eyes never leaving mine.
Unable to resist, I reached out to touch him, and he caught my hand to bring it to his girth and show me how to mirror his strokes.
“Fuck.” Jace’s eyes rolled back in his head when he let me take fully over.
“Can I suck on it?” I looked up at him.
“Jesus, Alex.” Jace’s eyes bugged out as I moved toward him. “No! I’m too close.”
“Fine, then get down here.” I motioned to the bed, still stroking him.
He nearly dove on top of me and suddenly everything became a blur of messy kisses and groping at each other, rolling all over the bed and crushing each and every rose petal into mush. Jace climbed on top of me and his hot, smooth, skin covered my writhing body. I continued to caress his hard muscles while his hair tickled my neck. Everywhere our bodies touched felt like an inferno of desire.
We couldn’t stop kissing, there was literally no way for us to stop. After all these weeks of him denying his attraction to me, he was unleashed. For me, being with him like this was all I’d dreamed of all summer. It was everything I ever wanted and more. Gawd. I could taste myself on his tongue.
Still lost in our kisses, Jace covered my body with his and settled in between my legs. His sandalwood scent permeated my senses as I breathed him in. I could feel his thick cock rubbing against my folds and instinctively I tilted my hips to give him better access. There was nothing I wanted more than for him to be inside me. Immediately.
Instead, Jace slowed way down, suckling my lower lip while bracketing me with his arms. As he looked into my eyes, his fingers smoothed my hair from my face. Touching his forehead to mine, he canted his hips against my core. I could feel his shaft throbbing between us.
“Alex, please tell me you have a condom.” He gritted out in a strangled voice.
Fucking hell. Of course I didn’t.
“I’m on the pill.” I blurted. I’d been on the pill to regulate my period since I was fourteen.
“Jesus, Alex.” He sighed and rolled off me.
“I trust you.” I leaned toward him, my head on my elbow.
“You shouldn’t.” Jace sat back on his knees and flopped on his back beside me, his cock bobbing against his stomach, weeping at the tip.
“You’re clean, right?” I rotated so I was sitting on top of him and gripped his girth, loving the heft, the velvety heated texture of his iron-hard length. “Carter’s always preaching to all of you, so you’ve probably always used one.”
“Of course I have.” He gripped my ass to pull us tighter together. “And for fuck’s sake, don’t talk about Carter when we’re naked like this.”
“Fine. I won’t talk about him; I won’t talk about anyone.” I captured his mouth again. Now that I had him here, there was no way that I wasn’t going to kiss him as much as humanly possible.
“Fuck. I don’t know. If we do this will you promise me that you’ll always carry condoms with you when you travel, Alex?” Jace scolded.
I playfully bit his lower lip. “So now you’re talking about me being with other guys while you’re about one millimeter away from popping my cherry?”
“Ow! Just promise me.” He growled.
“Fine, I promise. Now will you please, pretty please just fuck me?” Still gripping him, I rubbed him through my folds, enjoying how the tip of his cock felt against my clit.
“Alex.” He gripped my
hips and moved me against him.
“Do you trust that I’m on the pill?” I knew I had to ask.
“Yes.” He said definitively.
“Please, I’ve never wanted anything more than this.” I pressed just the tip of his cock inside me.
“Oh fuuuck. Are you sure?” He winced with pleasure but grabbed my hand to stop me.
“Unless you don’t want to?” I swallowed hard; I couldn’t hold it against him if he wasn’t comfortable without a condom.
“God, I want you so bad, more than I’ve ever wanted anything.” Jace’s breath whooshed out.
Without saying another word, he rolled me onto my back and propped himself on his side, his entire body touching mine and his granite-hard erection resting on my thigh. Jace reached down between us and worked a finger deep inside me, adding a second as he bent his head to suck on my nipple in perfect cadence. The combination of his rough, thick digits created friction inside me, and his warm lips on my breast made me literally cream into his hand.
“Holy fucking hell, Alex.” Jace’s eyelids were at half-mast when he added a third finger and used his thumb to tap on my completely distended and sensitive nub, which had popped out from between my folds. His other arm cradled my head as he watched my face intently.
“So good, oh God.” I flung my arm over my head and writhed against his hand.
“I don’t want it to hurt, but I do think you’re ready.” He kissed the side of my head and changed the angle of his fingers, stroking what must have been my G-spot.
“Yes. Yessss. Ohmyfuckinggod!” My back arched at the exquisite torture, thrusting my breasts upward, and Jace’s eyes were dilated to nearly black, obliterating the green.
After nuzzling my neck, Jace’s tongue traced a sensitive spot behind my ear. His fingers rubbed the spot deep inside me over and over again until a tremor built deep within my body to the most delightful rolling gratification I’d ever felt. My hips couldn’t stop moving and my entire body spasmed with another intense orgasm. In that exact moment, in one motion, Jace withdrew his fingers, rolled on top of me and thrust his cock deep inside.
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