(Casey’s POV)
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Jace’s hair was tousled, like he’d been running his fingers through it on the way here, and his eyes locked onto mine like I was the only thing worth looking at in the world. For a second, just one second, I forgot everything. Kira, Vic, Maven, the damn tabloids—I let them all fall away.
Because he was here.
Because I could still feel the imprint of his hands on my skin from this morning. Because I could still taste him on my lips from last night. Because my body still rembered what it felt like to have him pressed against , inside , making forget my na and moan his na like it was the only word that ever mattered.
He gave a slow, crooked smile and slid into the seat beside rather than across. His thigh brushed mine, and the warmth of him seeped into like heat from a fire I didn’t know I needed.
"Hey," he said softly.
That voice—velvet and steel—slid down my spine.
"Hey," I whispered back, already leaning into him.
For a beat, neither of us said anything. The air between us was thick, humming. His hand found mine under the table, fingers lacing through mine, strong and grounding. He lifted my knuckles to his lips and kissed them, lingering longer than he needed to.
"You look beautiful," he said, his voice low and intimate. "Even when you’re stressed. Even when you’re exhausted."
I chuckled lightly. "Liar."
"Never," he murmured, brushing a stray curl from my face and tucking it behind my ear. "You’re the most beautiful chaos I’ve ever seen."
That pulled a breath from —half laugh, half sigh. I turned my body toward him more fully, knees brushing his.
"Today’s been hell," I confessed. "But seeing you right now... it’s like breathing after holding my breath all day."
He moved closer, his hand slipping around my waist to draw into him, pressing a kiss to my temple. "You don’t have to pretend here. Not with ."
And that broke sothing open inside . My head dropped to his shoulder, and I allowed myself to sink into his warmth. His fingers moved gently along my back, slow strokes that sent delicious little sparks dancing over my skin.
"Last night," I whispered. "And this morning..."
He tilted my chin so I was looking at him. His thumb brushed over my lower lip.
"Unforgettable," he murmured. "You have no idea how hard it was to leave your bed."
"I didn’t want you to," I admitted, heart fluttering.
And now, it was as if I couldn’t stop myself! I couldn’t even bring myself to complete my sentence. I shifted closer to him and crawled into his embrace, where he caught , leaning backward a bit so he could keep his balance. I kissed him deeply, my tongue reaching deep into his mouth as if I was trying to suck his soul right out his mouth. He kissed right back, running his hand up and down the length of my back, sending shivers down my body.
This wasn’t what I was here for. I was here for serious business. I was here to talk about Vic. Yet. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted Jace. And I wanted him NOW!
I dug my hands into his pants, pushing it through his briefs to fondle his hardened cock. It was warm and pulsing steadily in my hand. As I ran my hand across its length, he let out a startled gasp.
"Oh babe..." he moaned in intense pleasure.
I stepped away from him, loosening my clothes and letting them fall to the floor of the booth. The hunger for him was like a claw, ripping apart from inside, and the only way I could survive was to feed it. And that was what I was going to do.
Jace also took his clothes off, and pretty soon, we were both stark naked in the booth. I stared at his cock in admiration, feeling a hunger in my throat because I wanted so badly to suck it. But there was a more major hunger that needed to be fed, one that resided within the clefts of my thighs.
With a grunt, he pushed backward and raised one of my legs, draping it over one of his shoulders as he pushed his cock deep inside . I felt my entire body tremble from the effect of having him fill up. I moaned softly. It was so much like it had been in the morning. And yet, it was so different!
He pulled out and slamd hard into once more, I let out an involuntary yelp. One that would have been heard by other patrons of the club, but he slapped a fist over my mouth at once, silencing . Then, keeping my mouth sealed, he began to plow deep into my depths, increasing his pace as he fucked hard, going faster and faster.
I was moaning in pleasure against his hand, my entire body vibrating from the onslaught his dick was doing to . Soon, I pushed back and he fell backward, I imdiately sat up and straddled him, impaling myself on his dick. And just like that, I began to ride him hard and fast. My buttocks were gyrating hard over his groin, I could feel his schlong reaching deep inside , pushing hard against my cervix. He groaned softly, his entire system quaking from the pleasure.
When he couldn’t endure it anymore, he reversed our position once more, placing underneath and fucking hard. He held my legs apart, spreading them as wide as he could while he continued fucking hard. This ti, I could barely resist the pleasure. Soon enough, I felt the orgasm sneak up on like a thief. And he could sense it. He increased the pace, moving fast like a piston as he tore in and out of in a blur.
And not long after, my legs were shaking seriously in the air as my entire body quaked from the orgasm that hit . Three more strokes in, and he grunted gruffly as he poured his seed deep inside . I felt it splash my womb, seeping into corners I didn’t even know existed.
Once it was over, he fell on top of , breathing hard. And for a long ti, all I could hear was the persistent ringing in my ears.
This was not how I planned my trip to the club to be.
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