I screamed his name into the steam that danced above our heads.
Jace thrust forward harder than ever, quickly running his tongue up my neck, seeking my mouth. We kissed again, deeper and wilder than ever. He sped up even more and I knew what was going to happen.
Jace was going to come again. Jace was going to come inside me.
I moved my hands to his shoulders and held on with all my might. I was at the mercy of Jace. Riding the outlaw. Being fucked by the outlaw. Just thinking it drove me wild. But feeling it…
“Fuck, Jace, I feel it,” I groaned in between kisses. “I feel everything…”
“Yeah, sweetie,” he said. “Then feel this…”
Jace pulled back and came at me with force. His cock buried itself deep inside me and he started to come. His hot seed filling me, his cock throbbing over and over, Jace staying inside me, bucking his hips, demanding more room when there wasn’t any.
I cried out over and over, unable to kiss Jace. His lips kept touching mine, our tongues touching randomly. It was so sloppy. It was so fucking sexy.
I started to come for a second time.
The wave of pleasure hit me out of nowhere. I was jumpy, achy, and I started to lose my balance and hold. It felt like my body was going numb - but a good numb.
Jace quickly put his hands to my ass and kept my balance for me. He kissed down to my neck and breasts again. One last flick of his tongue to each nipple and he pulled away. His hands touched my stomach and he gently eased his cock out of me.
There was an intense gush, making my inner thighs quiver. My knees felt like they were going to buckle, but Jace was there to hold me.
I stared at him as the shower water continued to hit us.
“Fuck, sweetie,” he said. “This isn’t good…”
“What?”
“All of this. We shouldn’t have done that.”
Probably not the best thing to hear when you get done having sex with someone.
I reached up and touched Jace’s face. “I don’t regret anything. I want to help, Jace. There’s nothing for me to hide. I have nothing right now… except you.”
Jace grabbed my hand and pulled it away. “I’m an outlaw, sweetie. You don’t want me. Trust me. That’s a road where the destination is already known.”
I swallowed hard.
My body was weak, aching with pleasure.
I just stood there in silence, staring at him. There was nothing else to say.
Jace turned the water off and reached for a towel. He pulled me out of the shower and to my shock, he started to dry me off.
Just when I thought Jace couldn’t get any hotter - or more romantic - he always found a way to surprise me.
chapter twenty
(jace)
NOW
What the fuck was I doing?
I ran the towel down Ava’s left leg. I touched her feet, studying her small toes. I noticed chipped blue nail polish. I put the towel to her right leg and moved it up. I leaned forward and gently placed a kiss to her soft and smooth mound. I couldn’t get enough of her body. The sweet and succulent taste of her pussy. I was putting myself in a very dangerous position.
I slowly stood up and wrapped the towel around her shoulders.
“Come here, sweetie,” I whispered.
I grabbed Ava and lifted her, cradling her in my arms.
I carried her from the bathroom to the spare bedroom that was now basically her new home. I placed her down and took the towel away. I loved watching her body move, her supple breasts bouncing, the way she was sort of shy but her eyes were that of a wild vixen.
“Get some sleep,” I said. “I need to take a shower.”
Ava grabbed my hand. “Jace…”
I crouched down, butt ass naked, facing her.
“I’m sorry about the guy that died.”
“To be fair, he was just a prospect,” I said with a grin. “But the thing is… I was a prospect once. You have to earn your way in. It’s not always easy. It took me getting attacked. Shit, almost in the same fashion.”
“What happened?”
I wasn’t one to relive bad memories. But for Ava…
“I was on a ride alone. Flying around some turns. Just tempting the reaper. Finding my way as an outlaw. It was all I had in life. I almost lost my edge but I saved it. That’s when a car flew up on me and hit me. On purpose. Shattered my leg. They roughed me up. Two men. They were clearly after the MC. I tried to fight back but they ended up shooting me. Killing me… or they thought.”
“You were shot?” she asked.
I turned and showed her my back. There was a scar from the bullet hole and from the surgery that followed.
“Holy shit,” Ava said.
She touched my back. Goddamn if it didn’t send chills down my back. It made me shiver, made my balls tighten, and made my dick jump. I wanted to fuck her again. Right now.
I turned to face the bed again.
“I was lucky,” I said. “The guy that shot me was an idiot. I had to go through an intense surgery. My leather cut and knife actually saved my ass. Where everything was positioned at that exact moment helped to save me. I got out of surgery, talked to the club, gave up everything about the two guys, and we got the guy that shot me.”