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“Nothingwill ever be like what we did or what we’ll ever do together, Vivian.” I steam over her lips, while I stroke the onesbetween her thighs. “My dick could feel them fucking, while I wanted to be fuckingyou. I could feel Nash’s cum dripping out of Vale’s pussy, and it made me come, imagining it wasyourpussy. Wanting to see my cum dripping from your sweet cunt before I lick it up and fuck you again.”
“Oh god, Jace, please.” She spreads her thighs wider.
Tenderly, I circle her exposed clit. Ruthlessly, I confess to her, “I’ve jerked off watching them fuck, wishing it was me, fuckingyoulike an animal.” She moans. “I’ve held Vale open, rubbing my dick between her ass cheeks while I felt Nash fucking her ass, because I will fuckyourass one day, Vivian.” Her eyes roll. Her thighs shake. “I laid down and let Nash kneel between my legs while Vale knelt behind him and reached around, fisting our dicks together.”
“Oh god, that’s hot.” She gasps, her back bowing, my finger strumming her clit.
“Mmm, Vivian. But you know what was even hotter?” I tease my fingertip around her leaking entrance, rubbing my palm over her hard clit. “It was as Vale was stroking my dick over Nash’s, she was calling him Daddy while she fucked his ass. She made our dicks come together while I imaginedyoufuckingmyass.”
“Oh, god, Jace. God.” She bucks, groaning, hypnotic as she comes apart before my eyes, her pussy glossing my fingers.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. Fuck, I’m found.
With panting breath, she opens her eyes, barely able to focus on me. “Do you really want that?”
I hover over her rasping lips. “I wanteverythingwith you, Vivian.”
With a shaking hand, she tries to wrap her fingers around my throbbing dick. It’s close enough, and heaven as I groan. “Oh fuck yes, Smokeshow. Jerk me off while you tell me what you want.”
She turns my way, pressing her lips to my neck, kissing, barely biting, and driving me wild. “I want to call you Daddy while you fuckmyass.”
My eyelids slam closed. I groan, holding back the beast. “Oh fuck, yes. Be a good girl and tell me more.”
“I want you to stand with Nash, and?—”
A rattle of chiming phones, our phones, jerks our aroused bodies apart.
I bark in a haze. “What the fuck is that ringtone?”
“Goats screaming,” she answers. “It’s him. What’s yours?”
I fight for focus. “‘Thunderstruck’ by AC/DC. It’s Delphine.”
We exchange looks, our lust melting away, our logic rushing in.
“Fuck.” I scramble off the bed to get my phone. I left it by my gun and jacket on her table. “This only means one thing.”
Vivian jumps up, darting for her closet where her phone must be. “He’s on the move?”
“No,” I growl. “He’s on his way.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
VIVIAN
I yankon my dress as Jace warns, “Viv, let me handle this. He’s used to seeingmeat the door.”
“I know what he did.” I cram my feet into sandals. “He went to The Mercier, asking for me, because I specifically told himnotto, the fucking toddler. Of course, they don’t reveal their guests and turned him away. And now he’s suspicious and on his way here. God, I swear, only the untrustworthy can’t trust.”
“Well.” Jace strains his voice sarcastically. “Wearekind of deceiving his scrawny ass.”
I refocus on Jace.
I haven’t had a moment to process the most erotic story he shared with me. But the emotion on my surface is understanding.
I understand what he meant by how much pain he was in waiting for me. I felt the same way about him.
That’s why I cried every morning.
