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“Would be perfect.” Jace cuts me off. He withdraws his fingers only to notch the broad head of his cock at my entrance. "You’re mine, Lindsay. And now that I have you, I'm not wasting any more time."
He pushes inside me with one smooth thrust and I cry out, my hands flying up to grip his biceps.
He starts moving immediately, setting a deep, purposeful rhythm.
“Doesn’t this feel right, honey? Your best friend buried deep inside you?” Jace groans as I start meeting his thrusts, tilting my hips to take him even deeper. "You're made for me. Made to take my cock, to carry my child. I can’t wait to put my baby inside you, so everyone knows you belong to me."
I'm too far gone to argue, lost in the steady drag of him inside me and the filthy promises falling from his lips. Jace is relentless, his thrusts never slowing, like he's a man possessed.
"Tell me you're mine," he demands, his hand finding my breast and squeezing. "Say it, Lindsay."
When his hand slides between us to rub my clit, I feel my third orgasm of the night start to barrel toward me. My body starts to clench around him rhythmically.
"I'm yours," I gasp out. "Only yours, always."
A second later, I shatter with a scream.
Chapter Seven
JACE
I stirfrom my deep sleep as I sense movement beside me.
My eyes flutter open to see Lindsay’s silhouette, her bare back illuminated by the soft morning light seeping through the curtains. She’s sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching for something on the floor.
In one swift motion, I reach out and wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her back against my chest. “And just where do you think you’re going?”
She lets out a surprised little yelp. “Jace! I was just...um...” Her voice trails off and I can practically hear the gears turning in that pretty head of hers, trying to come up with an excuse.
I nuzzle into the crook of her neck, breathing in her sweet scent. “Mmhmm. Trying to sneak out on me, were you?” I tease, tightening my hold on her.
No way am I letting this girl slip away, not when I finally have her right where I want her - naked and tangled up in my sheets.
“I wasn’t sneaking! I just didn’t want to wake you. I thought I’d head out early...”
“Well, sorry to disappoint, but you’re not going anywhere, princess.” I roll us over so I’m hovering above her, caging her in with my arms.
Her chestnut hair is splayed out on the pillow, her cheeks flushed, those captivating green eyes wide as she looks up at me.
Lindsay bites her lip, trying to suppress a smile. “Jace, I really should go...” But her hands are already skimming up my back, creating tingles on my bare skin.
I capture her mouth in a searing kiss before she can argue, swallowing any further protests. She melts into me instantly, her body molding to mine like it was made to be there.
After a long moment, I pull back to look at her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Besides, you know you don’t really want to leave,” I tease with a wink. “Not when you could stay in this bed with me...” I flex my hips suggestively against hers.
Lindsay flushes even redder but grins up at me, looping her arms around my neck. “Okay, you win this round, Clayton.” Her eyes sparkle mischievously. “I suppose a little while longer won’t hurt.”
“That’s my girl,” I growl approvingly before swooping down to claim her lips again.
Lindsay’s fingers slide into my hair as our kiss deepens, desire crackling between us.
Fuck.
Kissing Lindsay is like coming home and getting lost all at once. Her soft lips move against mine, igniting a fire in my veins that’s only stoked higher by the little mewls of pleasure she makes. I could spend hours just like this, learning every hitch of her breath, every shiver and sigh.
My hands roam greedily over her curves, tracing the dips and hollows I’d spent all night mapping with my fingers and tongue. I palm her breast, relishing the perfect weight of it in my hand, the way her nipple tightens against my touch.
But then suddenly, she pulls back, worry clouding her expression. “Wait, Jace... what about brunch?”