“Oh… yes!” She cried out her response, both ashamed and elated at being so thoroughly understood. “Oh, god… Jace… fuck me! Fuck me hard!”
He let of her hair, gripping her hips again as he slammed into her, his cock relentless, his balls slapping her pubic mound with each brutal thrust. Lily Mae twisted her hand in the bedclothes, feeling helpless to the tension that built and broke again. This time, she was still coming when Jace pulled his cock out and replaced it with one and then two fingers, pushing in and out before inserting the slickened digits into her ass.
The invasion was unexpected, painful even. But the utter control of her body caused pleasure to override the discomfort. She could feel the trail of juices sliding down her legs, could smell the tang of her excitement in the air.
“Jace!” she cried.
“I’m here, baby.” The dominant voice was soothing now. “Tell me what you want.”
She knew what she wanted, even though he’d fucked her so thoroughly that her legs were shaking and her pussy was sore.
“Fuck me!” she answered in a voice hoarse from screaming, and he obliged, shoving his cock back into her as he slid his hands underneath to roughly pinch her nipples. Jace moved in and out with hard but controlled strokes. The uphill climb was slower now, but sweeter. And this time when Lily Mae came, she could feel his balls tighten against her, could feel his cock twitch and pulse and then release, filling her with thick, warm spurts of cum that cascaded against her womb. It was both their cries that filled the room now, and when it was over, the only sound was that of the rooster crowing in the distance, and the gentle gasps of their own breathing.
Chapter Five
Jace was frying bacon when he heard the water come on upstairs. Lily Mae was showering—she still felt comfortable enough to enjoy the amenities of his sprawling ranch house without asking. Good. Fifteen minutes later she came downstairs wearing one of his plaid shirts. Better.
“I hope it’s okay,” she said. “My dress…”
“Of course it’s okay,” he said, and they both fell silent. He was sure they were both reflecting on why she needed his shirt. He’d torn her dress off. Damn. He’d never done that to a woman. Then again, he’d never had a woman turn him on like Lily Mae.
The bacon was done. Jace walked over to heap some on a platter already holding fluffy scrambled eggs.
“Have a seat,” he said.
“Can I have a pillow or something…?” She was rubbing her backside.
“Right.” He put the pan back and went to the living room to fetch a throw pillow. Lily Mae thanked him and positioned it on the chair before gingerly sitting down.
Jace heaped the plate in front of her full of food before filling his. He was famished and immediately started in, but noticed right away that Lily Mae didn’t even pick up her fork.
“You need to eat,” he said.
“I don’t know if I can,” she said sadly.
“Talk to me, Lily Mae.” He put his fork down.
“Look,” she began, her voice quavering. “I don’t know if last night meant anything to you, but if it didn’t, tell me now. Because the last thing I need in my life is more complications.”
“I know you don’t,” he said.
“You don’t know the half of it,” she said. “But I’m not about to go into it.”
“You don’t have to,” he said. “I already have a good idea. After I moved your vehicle last night, I decided to fetch your insurance information. I thought you might have one of those policies with twenty-four-hour service where you can file an automated claim, get the ball rolling.” He paused. “I went into your glove box looking for it.”
Lily Mae covered her face with her hands. “Oh, no…”
“Tell me what’s going on, Lily Mae. I can’t help you if I don’t know.”
“It’s not your place to help me, Jace,” she said, wiping tears from her cheeks.
“Well, I disagree. Because last night meant everything to me. I love you, girl. I’ve always loved you. And I made up my mind before you opened your pretty eyes for the second time this morning that you weren’t going to ever leave me again. You’re mine now, like it or not.”
She was staring at him, her expression sad.
“Oh, Jace. Please don’t say that until you know what’s going on with me.”
“So tell me.”