“Jace.” She whispers my name like I’m a fucking king, and I lose it. Slamming into her, I feel her virginity break around my cock and don’t slow down. My body moves as it pleases, thrusting in and out. Her nails dig into my shoulders as I drop down onto her body, kissing along her neck and chest. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.
Calla
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Pain explodes inside me so quickly I can't draw a breath, but then it morphs into something beautiful. Something I'm incapable of fully describing as Jace moves inside of me. Filled with his manhood, I can only hold on for the ride as he rubs a mysterious spot deep inside of me.
Discomfort tries to erase the fantastic feelings he’s creating as I stretch around his girth, but the look on his face is of such profound pleasure that I only close my eyes and experience him further. His grip on my thighs, the tender kisses on my body. The heavy heat of his erection inside of me.
“Calla,” he hisses my name as he moves. Sitting up, I watch as Jace pulls out of me. I shouldn’t be so fascinated by the sight of my blood on his member, but I stare, completely enthralled as he tentatively pushes in and out before shoving in with a grunt.
“Oh!” I cry out when I feel his fingers playing with my clit, gently rubbing as he thrusts with a torturous roll.
“I could fuck you until we both pass out, but you”—he leans down to kiss me, licking at my lips—"are so fucking perfect, all I want to do is come inside of you.”
That doesn’t sound terrible to me. “Okay. I'm on the pill for my periods.”
His pain-filled chuckle ends on a grunt when I lift my hips and tighten my pelvis. Jace pulls free of my body, and I whine until he flips me over, pulling my hips back and up. Driving full force back inside of me, I cry out again.
“Oh yeah, I can get deeper just like this.” His head drops onto the back of my neck, and I feel his heated breath puffing out with each thrust. “Tighten that pussy, Calla.”
Doing as he says, he becomes wild. His grasp on my hips hurts; his thrusting hurts. He’s pushing farther than I thought possible until he freezes, and I feel so full of him that I can’t move.
“Jace?” My voice quivers.
“Yeah?” He sounds like he’s in pain.
“You okay?”
I feel his head shaking. “I don’t want it to end. Not yet. Need a second.”
I fight back a giggle. “Okay.”
“Are you laughing at me?” he growls, and I can’t help but think this is the weirdest conversation to be having right now.
“No.” I bite my lip.
One hand slips around to the front of my body, rubbing along the folds of my sex, and it’s not until I lose the heat of his chest from my back that I realize why. “Liar,” he growls as I feel a thick finger pushing through my back entrance.
At first, I’m mortified and resistant, but then, there’s this flash of pleasure. Something I never thought could come from that. A sharp swat across my ass from his other hand makes me jump, and somehow, Jace goes deeper. We both groan.
“You like this?” he asks, sliding his finger in and out. I can feel his gaze on my backside as his other hand rubs up and down my back. “Calla?” he re-asks when I don’t answer.
I’m too embarrassed to say yes; instead, I slam back into him, and he laughs this time. “Yeah, you like it.” He leans forward again, slowly moving his hips. “Don’t worry, before the weekend is over, I’ll be all over this sweet little ass.”
I don’t know what to say, so I bury my head in the bed and savor the way he deliberately plunges deep inside of me. Never leaving me too long as we chase our satisfaction.
All too soon, I feel my orgasm rising, my body overheating as Jace pummels faster, bringing with him a new wave of pleasure that is ten times more intense than before. I see stars as my body explodes then grows completely limp, unable to form a coherent thought.
When I hear his groaning grow deeper and louder, I fight to remain conscious. With one last slam of his hips, I feel him let go. The heat of his seed inside of me is so much more erotic than I ever thought it would be.
“That was fucking beautiful,” he groans into my ear, kissing my cheek until he finds my lips. He picks me up, and I whine. “Shower. Then you can sleep.” He laughs as I turn my head into his chest, not wanting to move.
The heated water hits me as Jace steps under the warm spray. After washing our bodies, he tackles my hair, massaging shampoo into the dark locks before helping me rinse. Languid, warm, and relaxed, all I want to do is lie in bed and sleep, but when I feel Jace’s fingers move between my legs, my body perks up.
“You promised me sleep,” I whimper as I lean back against the shower wall and stare up at him.
“I did.” He nods with a sexy smirk on his face, but he doesn’t make a move to stop playing me like a finely tuned guitar. Closing my eyes, I revel in the way he makes me feel. Opening myself up to him more, I reach forward and grip his hardness. His groan of pleasure echoes through the room as I mimic his movements. Tightening my grasp around his shaft, I tug a little harder, eager to see and feel him lose control in the same way he’s making me.
Too quickly, we both shatter, his seed splashing over my hand and onto my belly and chest as my body pulses around his seeking fingers.
I observe as Jace pulls his digits from my body and licks them clean. “You’re fucking delicious,” he groans.
Too shocked to respond, I can only open my mouth as he swipes those same fingers through the thick ejaculate on my belly and brings them to my mouth. Sucking on him, I close my eyes, turned on more than words can say as I taste him.
After rinsing off, Jace carries me back to bed, wrapping his body around me from behind. I can feel his manhood growing again, and he doesn’t hesitate to push his erection between my cheeks and settle in.
Content and happy, I fall asleep quickly. More at peace than I’ve ever been.
Chapter 6
Jace
Making love to Calla was far better than I ever imagined it would be. She was shy but eager. Once she’s more comfortable with our intimacy, I think she’s going to be a demanding one.
Waking up this morning with her hand around my dick, it took everything I had not to fuck her again. I knew that if we fell down that rabbit hole, we wouldn’t make it to Lily’s party, and that’s not something either of us wants to miss. Instead, we got ready, went to her father’s house, picked him up, and loaded up the presents bought for Calla over the years—she wants Lily to have them. And now, we’re parked outside of Cade and Petal’s house.
Wesley already went inside, but Calla is nervous. She doesn’t know if Lily will like the hand-me-down gifts, even though they’re brand new and coming from the only aunt the girl has.
“It’s going to be fine,” I reassure her for the tenth time.
“Do you think he told her?” she asks instead.
Blowing out a breath, I think I understand a bit more now. “No. I’ve known your dad a while now, and he’d either want you to tell Petal yourself or not at all.”