24 -You Intoxicate Me- (1/2)

Chapter 21- Unedited

He steps out of his shoes and reaches down to take each of his socks off, never taking his eyes off me. I am rendered speechless by the look of hunger in his eyes. Wow… to be this wanted by this Adonis. I mirror his actions and step out of my Heels.

Suddenly, he reaches for me, backing me up against the wall. Kissing me, my face, my throat, my lips… running his hands into my hair. I feel the cool, smooth tiled wall at my back as he pushes himself against me so that I'm flattened between his heat and the chill of the ceramic. Tentatively, I place my arms on his upper arms, and he groans as I squeeze tightly.

”I want you now. Here… fast, hard, I've been Craving for you Sarah,” he breathes, and his hands are on my thighs, pushing up my skirt. ”I hope you ain't still bleeding or feeling pain?” you know it has been long we had this.

”No.” I flush.

”Good.”

His thumbs hook over my pink chiffon panties, and abruptly he drops to his knees as he tugs them off. My skirt is now rucked up so that I'm naked from the waist down and panting, wanting. He grabs my hips, pushing me against the wall again, and kisses me at the apex of my thighs. Grabbing my upper thighs, he forces my legs apart. I groan loudly, feeling his tongue circling my honey pot. Oh my. Tipping my head back involuntarily, I moan as my fingers find their way into my brunette hair.

His tongue is relentless, strong and insistent, laving me – swirling round and round, again and again – non-stop. It's exquisite, the intensity of feeling – it's almost painful. My body starts to quicken, and he releases me.

What? No! My breathing is ragged as I pant, gazing at him with delicious anticipation. He grabs my face with both hands, holding me firmly, and he kisses me hard, thrusting his tongue into my mouth so I can taste my arousal. Unzipping his fly, he frees himself, grabs the backs of my thighs, and lifts me.

”Wrap your legs around me, Sarry,” he commands, his voice urgent, strained, and filled with lust.



I do as I'm told and wrap my arms around his neck, and he moves quickly and sharply, filling me. Ah! He gasps, and I groan. Holding my behind, his fingers digging into my soft flesh, he begins to move, slowly at first – a steady even tempo… but as his control unravels, he speeds up… faster, and faster. Ahhh! I tip my head back and concentrate on the invading, punishing, heavenly sensation… pushing me, pushing me… onward, higher, up… and when I can take no more, I explode around him, spiraling into an intense, all-consuming orgasm.

He lets go with a deep growl, and he buries his head in my neck as he buries himself inside me, groaning loudly and incoherently as he finds his release.

His breathing is erratic, but he kisses me tenderly, not moving, still inside me, and I blink, unseeing into his eyes. As he comes into focus, he gently pulls out of me, holding me steady while I place my feet on the floor. My bedroom is now mixed with the combination of pleasure and sweat.I feel overdressed.

”You seem happy to do this with me,” I murmur with a shy smile.

His lips quirk up.

”Yes, Sarah, I think my pleasure is pretty self-evident. I missed you so very very fucking much ” he smiled as  his forehead drip down sweat.

He undoes the next three buttons of his shirt, removes the cufflinks, tugs it over his head, and discards it on the floor. Removing his suit pants and boxer briefs, he kicks them

to one side. He begins to undo the buttons on my blouse while I watch him, yearning to reach out and stroke his chest, but I contain myself.

He stills, then smiles at me, his eyes warm and soft.

”I missed you alot , Sarry ” he commented with a smile.

I smile shyly. ”I missed you more, Jace, ”

I am thrown by his casual smile, I'm bid, and he undoes my bra and unzips my skirt. He pushes my skirt down, cupping my behind as he does, and kissing my shoulder. He leans against, me and his nose nuzzles my hair, inhaling deeply. He squeezes my buttocks.

”You intoxicate me, Sarry, and you calm me. Such a heady combination.” He kisses my hair. Grabbing my hand, he tugs me into the shower.

”Oh,” I squeal. The water is practically scalding. Jace grins down at me as the water cascades over him.

”It's only a little hot water.”

And actually he's right. It feels heavenly, washing off the sticky California morning and the stickiness from our lovemaking.

”Turn round,” he orders, and I comply, turning to face the wall. ”I want to wash you,” he murmurs and reaches for the body wash. He squirts a little into his hand.

”I have something to tell you,” I murmur as his hands start on my shoulders.

”Oh, yes?” he asks mildly.

I steel myself with a deep breath.

”When are we seeing your parents.”

He stills, his hands hovering over my breasts.

”You wanna see my parents?” he asks sternly.

”yes. Can you introduce me to them in the party?”

After what feels like a monumental amount of time, he slowly starts washing me again.

”Yes and the party is tomorrow”

”The opening is at 6:30 p.m.”

He kisses my ear.

”Okay.” I can't help the happiness that was dancing inside of my stomach right now,  I'm actually going to see the wonderful parents. Oh God help me.