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(Casey’s POV)

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Thirty minutes later, just as intense as our first ti that night, Jace was slamming hard into . He had my hair twirled around his fingers, pulling them back as he bent over the counter and plowed over and over into .

I couldn’t help myself, I was moaning uncontrollably as I felt his cock fill up over and over again. No matter the number of tis I had been with him, I still wasn’t used to him. Every ti we did it, it was always fresh and like new.

With his free hand, he fondled my breasts while he kept pistoning into . I reached out behind , pulling him further into as hard as I could while I was throwing back. He was grunting deep in chest, while I cried out, gripping the edges of the counter for balance.

"Ahh..." I cried uncontrollably. From another planet, I could perceive a thick invasive sll, but at the mont, I didn’t care. All I wanted at that mont was satisfaction and nothing else mattered.

Soon, Jace pulled out of , his cock was hard as hell and wet with my juices. However, he wasn’t done, he simply lifted my leg and draped it over the counter, slapping my butt once for fun, but it sent a thrill running through my spine, causing to jerk from pleasure. Then, placing his hand purposefully at the small of my back to hold down, he slipped right back in.

A few strokes later, he was going fast like an automaton, moving in and out of with such frequency. All I could do was just lie there and take it. He held in place while he continued to do things to my body. I couldn’t get enough of him. I just wanted more and more of him and he didn’t disappoint. He kept fucking .

And soon, I could feel the orgasm begin to creep up on .

"Oh shit..." I cried in ecstasy, my entire body quivering from his intense thrusts. "I’m cuming!"

" too!!" Jace cried as well, his voice gruff as he tightened his hold on my hips and kept thrusting, giving it everything that he had.

"Oh fuck! YES!!!" I cried the second the orgasm hit . It was like the air around turned to water and I was suddenly floating. Then, I suddenly felt weightless, soaring through my climax as it ripped through rcilessly. My entire body trembled from the force of my orgasm, but Jace, with his usual style, didn’t stop.

He fucked through it all until he too ca hard against . Just feeling his seed wash deep inside gave another mini-orgasm. As his body spasd against , he fell over my back, breathing hard and fast. anwhile, I was still bent double over the counter, my bare breasts were against the cold marble surface. But at that mont, I didn’t care.

All I knew was that I had basically had my insides rearranged by my boyfriend and I needed a few monts of respite.

Soon though, my soul stopped floating around the room and returned to my body. And as I sucked in deep breaths, I realized that it didn’t sll right. There was sothing wrong with the air.

"Holy shit!" I cursed weakly, I was slling smoke. "Your food, Jace!"

"Fuck!" Jace cursed as he got off my back at once, he reached over to the cooker and turned it off. However, it was already too late. The kitchen was filled with thick black smoke and it was only then that we noticed it was choking us slightly.

With shaky legs, I hurried over to the windows and threw them open so I could let in fresh air, the relief was instant.

"I warned you that this would happen, Jace." I told him, "But you just couldn’t help yourself, could you?"

"Co on," he muttered as he looked forlornly at the pan. "you couldn’t help yourself either."

I walked closer to him and looked into the pan as well, I shook my head slightly, "There’s no recovering from that, is there?"

He laughed, "I’m not that good a chef, babe."

The contents were burnt beyond recognition. They were now nothing but chaff and ashes, daring to even eat them would be like eating charcoal. Well, who could bla the poor things? They had been on fire for over thirty minutes while Jace had been screwing my brains out. I guess they were just a consequence of our endless desire for each other.

I didn’t leave the window open for long though, the minute the smoke cleared out, I closed it back at once. I glanced up at the smoke detector, since it didn’t trigger the alarm, it could be that it had not been as bad as we had feared.

I watched as Jace poured the ruined food out and began from scratch to prepare the ingredients. He was still naked, moving around the kitchen like he owned the damn place. I looked down at myself, I was naked as well. My body was still a bit damp from our romp and my knees were still a bit weak from the intense pounding. But then, I knew that if we remained that way, he wasn’t going to finish cooking. Just looking at his sexy butt was already setting the butterflies off in my stomach. I knew I would also be having the sa effect on him. And for that reason, I just couldn’t remain in the kitchen.

"I’ll be in the living room," I told him as I hurriedly picked up my clothes, holding them to myself.

He gave a once over, "Are you sure you don’t want to watch create magic?"

"Magic that would no doubt end up with bent once more over this counter?" I shook my head. "I need you to focus on this food you’re cooking so I can finally have dinner. I also don’t want you cooking rubbish and claiming it was because I distracted you. So, do your thing, boy."

He smiled at . As I walked past, he blocked my path, "Okay girl, I guess I’ll see you soon. But before then..."

He pulled into yet another kiss. It was searing and passionate. Then, he released , squeezing my butt one last ti before he returned to what he was cooking. Holding onto my clothes, I smiled as I made my way out of the house, my muscles were still tingling from our encounter and I didn’t think I would survive another one just yet. I needed all the rest I could get because that was the only way I could ensure I would match him with whatever he ca up with for the rest of tonight.

In the living room, I slipped my clothes back on, the fabric feeling oddly unfamiliar against my heated skin. The air was thick with the remnants of what had just happened, but the silence swallowed it whole. The TV was off, and the house was unnervingly quiet—too quiet.

But I didn’t mind.

After everything that had happened today, after all the faces in mine, the questions, the tension coiling around like a noose—I needed this. A mont alone. A brief pocket of peace before Jace finished cooking.

I sank onto the couch, exhaling slowly as I let my body relax into the cushions. The air conditioner humd lowly, its cold breath washing over , soothing the lingering heat from the kitchen. My muscles loosened, the weight of the day lting away, and for the first ti in hours, I allowed myself to just be.

I closed my eyes, letting the darkness take , letting the quiet lull toward the edges of sleep. My breathing slowed, my limbs heavy, my mind drifting into that strange, weightless space between waking and dreaming.

Then—

A buzz. Low. Insistent.

My phone.

The vibration rattled against the table, sharp and jarring, slicing through the stillness like a knife.

A chill ran down my spine, and I didn’t know why.

Sothing about the sound felt wrong. Off.

I hesitated before reaching for it, my fingers hovering over the screen.

And then, as I finally picked it up—

The air around seed to shift as I pursed my lips in anger. It was too late for to be getting a call. Whoever it was, it had to be good, or they were going to have a major problem with .

With a sigh, I pushed myself off the couch and picked up my phone. I saw that it was my assistant, Liam, who was calling and at once, I felt a chill go up my spine. If he was calling so late, then I knew there was a problem.

I answered the call at once, "What’s up?"

"Where the hell did you keep your phone?" He demanded. "I’ve been calling you for ages!"

"I’m so sorry, I wasn’t with my phone," I muttered as I pinched the bridge of my nose. I checked my notifications and sure enough, there were five missed calls from him. Liam had been calling endlessly while Jace had bent over the counter. "I’m here now though, what is it?"

"I think we might have a problem, Casey."

"Oh fuck... what happened?"

"We’re being sued! And you’ll be shocked to know who the person is!"

At that mont, I knew that it had been foolish of to think that tonight could end on a happy note for .

I just wasn’t that lucky.

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