Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66233 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66233 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Once he’s back to me, I take my clothes and stand so I can get on my tank top, then I walk farther out of the water to put on my shorts. My teeth start to chatter as the cool air hits my damp skin, and Jace gives me a worried look.
“Let’s get you inside.” He helps me put on my sweater, then wraps his arm around me, and I burrow into his side to soak up his warmth.
“I think I heard something,” I hear Mel say, and I freeze in place and look up at Jace with my heart pounding.
“There’s no one out here. Don’t stop sucking,” Ian groans, and I can’t stop the giggle that bubbles out.
“Oh my God, there is someone out here!” Mel cries, and I burst out laughing and run toward the house as fast as I can, with Jace holding my hand.
Chapter 20
Done For
Shivering, I step through the sliding glass door before Jace and wait for him to shut it behind us. The house is just as quiet as when I left, so I make sure to keep my footsteps light as we walk across the kitchen and down the hall. I’m sure no one would question the two of us being awake or even wonder why we’re both sopping wet. Still, even thinking about coming across his mom or dad when I know my mouth is swollen and my nipples are still tingling is enough to give me heart palpitations.
Closing the door behind us when we get into our bedroom, his big body presses into my back, then his lips touch my ear. “Shower.”
With my teeth still chattering, I nod, and he walks around me toward the bathroom while I stop to grab some fresh clothes from my bag along with my towel.
I step into the bathroom a moment later as he’s turning on the shower, and I freeze in place when I realize he’s naked. With the light on, I can see everything much more clearly than I could outside.
Oh my goodness.
“Umm.” I start to back up, and he turns to face me, his eyes scanning mine.
“We’re just showering, so get that freaked-out look off your face, Penny,” he whispers, taking the stuff out of my hands and tossing it to the counter.
“Together?” It’s such a stupid question, but still, I feel like I need verification.
“Grandma is right there. If we do anything more, she’s gonna wake up and come pounding on the door.” He drags my sweater down my shoulders, and I let it fall to the floor. “It’s just a shower.” His hands move to the bottom edge of my tank top, and he waits, putting the ball in my court. Biting my lip, I nod, and then the backs of his fingers skim up my stomach as he lifts it over my head. My nipples that are already hard tighten painfully under the cool air and his gaze, and even knowing I shouldn’t be doing this, I slip off my shorts.
I step into the shower before him, and the hot water is almost painful against my sensitive skin, but I’m thankful for the distraction as he encloses us in the small space. Closing my eyes, I let the water run over me, then blink my eyes open when I feel his front press to mine, his hands in my hair, and I smell the scent of my shampoo.
We’re both silent as he washes my hair for me and conditions it, and neither of us say a word as his soapy hands roam over my body, and mine return the favor.
I know were standing at the edge of a line neither of us should cross, but I get so lost in the lust that has been wrapped around me for days that it’s difficult to remember why we shouldn’t step over it. I don’t know who kisses who first, but our mouths find each other, and his heavy weight presses me against the shower wall. Like earlier, I relish in the feel of his body against mine, and when he grabs my breast, a whimper of need slides up the back of my throat and down his. Then his large palm moves between us, and my hips jerk as he uses two fingers to spread me open.
“Oh fuck,” he groans quietly, dropping his forehead to my shoulder when he finds me wet.
Aching and on edge, I press down on his hand, and he plays with my clit with such precision I know if he wasn’t holding me up, I’d be on the floor of the shower. When two thick fingers slide inside me, his mouth covers mine once again, consuming my moan, and my insides tighten.
Losing it, I wrap my hand around his thick length and squeeze as I pull upward, then slide back down. With his breath mingled with mine, the two of us work each other over like we’re in a race to see who can get the other one to orgasm first.