REAPER'S KISS(24)

I never missed my daily pill, even if my sex life had never been all that giving.

But right then, it was like I hit the f*cking jackpot.

Jace placed his thick head to my throbbing hole and wasted no time in thrusting forward, tearing me open. He sunk deeper by the second inside me, forcing me open to a width I never thought possible. He thrust to the hilt and held there. I was pinned against the wall in the shower, the water pounding against our side. His forehead touched mine and our eyes were locked.

“Still feel nothing?” he growled.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

“That’s what I thought.”

Jace pulled back and f*cked forward again. It felt like he went deeper. He started to f*ck me harder, his hands holding my hips. I wrapped my legs around his body, truly being in the arms of the outlaw.

Each hard thrust brought waves of burning pleasure that began in my core and was sent through my body. I placed my hands to his chest, feeling the slippery muscles. Jace was the hottest f*cking guy I’d ever seen in my life. And to think for years I watched him ride with the Bitter Aces and just wrote him off as some piece of shit criminal.

Jace grabbed at my legs and forced me to stand. He gently slid his huge cock out of my body. My toes were curled and my hips rocking, begging for more of his touch.

Jace shoved his hands up my shirt, fighting through the wetness.

“Fuck this,” he growled.

Next thing I knew Jace had his hands on the outside of my shirt and grabbed the top of my shirt. He ripped my shirt in half like it was a piece of paper. Then he tore at my bra, his fingers moving as lightning speed, opening it. He ripped the bra down my arms and tossed it out of the shower.

“Fuck yes,” he said. “That’s what I f*cking want to see, sweetie.”

I put my hands to the tiled wall as Jace cupped my breasts. He bent his knees and thrust forward, his beautiful dick rubbing against my center. I felt the definition of everything sliding against my labia.

“You want it, get it,” he said to me.

His thumbs slid across my nipples. I let out a whimper. My entire body was sensitive. I peeled my shaking left hand from the wall and reached between my legs. I touched the bottom of his thick shaft and pressed it against my *. Jace thrust and entered me. The sensation was as intense as the first time. I kept my fingers there, feeling his cock move against my fingers as he entered me all the way.

He went slow and he went deep.

His lips brushed against mine and then he started to kiss down.

Jace didn’t settle until he latched to my left breast. His tongue made circles around my nipple before he flicked his tongue in all directions. Each time he did so, a tingling rage shot down between my legs. He had found a way to connect my entire body into one constant stream of pleasure. He wasn’t just f*cking my *… he was f*cking my everything.

I put my head back and slid my fingers into his hair. I dug, pulling his mouth harder to my tender breast. I felt his teeth scrape against my nipple. I jumped and cried out, unsure of the pain, but the way it mixed with the pleasure made it feel so good. Jace brought me to life. Forget feeling numb. I felt everything then.

The steel hardness of his cock pounding in and out of me. His mouth kissing from my left breast to my right one. The wild sensation inside my body as I started to reach climax. My ankles were back around his body, pulling at him as my * throbbed.

I screamed his name into the steam that danced above our heads.

Jace thrust forward harder than ever, quickly running his tongue up my neck, seeking my mouth. We kissed again, deeper and wilder than ever. He sped up even more and I knew what was going to happen.

Jace was going to come again. Jace was going to come inside me.

I moved my hands to his shoulders and held on with all my might. I was at the mercy of Jace. Riding the outlaw. Being f*cked by the outlaw. Just thinking it drove me wild. But feeling it…

“Fuck, Jace, I feel it,” I groaned in between kisses. “I feel everything…”

“Yeah, sweetie,” he said. “Then feel this…”

Jace pulled back and came at me with force. His cock buried itself deep inside me and he started to come. His hot seed filling me, his cock throbbing over and over, Jace staying inside me, bucking his hips, demanding more room when there wasn’t any.

I cried out over and over, unable to kiss Jace. His lips kept touching mine, our tongues touching randomly. It was so sloppy. It was so f*cking sexy.

I started to come for a second time.

The wave of pleasure hit me out of nowhere. I was jumpy, achy, and I started to lose my balance and hold. It felt like my body was going numb - but a good numb.

Jace quickly put his hands to my ass and kept my balance for me. He kissed down to my neck and breasts again. One last flick of his tongue to each nipple and he pulled away. His hands touched my stomach and he gently eased his cock out of me.

There was an intense gush, making my inner thighs quiver. My knees felt like they were going to buckle, but Jace was there to hold me.

I stared at him as the shower water continued to hit us.

“Fuck, sweetie,” he said. “This isn’t good…”

“What?”

“All of this. We shouldn’t have done that.”

Probably not the best thing to hear when you get done having sex with someone.

I reached up and touched Jace’s face. “I don’t regret anything. I want to help, Jace. There’s nothing for me to hide. I have nothing right now… except you.”