Chapter 25
Kin
Gray and Kassa left for their honeymoon, deciding to spend the next few weeks before the winter tour in Hawaii and then going on to Paris for a little while. Alicia seemed relieved they were gone, because she didn’t have to hide how sick she was with them out of the house.
Over those five weeks, I took care of finding Alicia a live-in nurse. Carter even flew back a few days early from his business trip to help us vet the nurses the home health service sent. He was still there when Jace and I finally went back to California, saying he wanted to keep Alicia company when she went for her next chemo treatment.
My album was still in the production phase, and I had things that needed my attention. Jace came with me, and he seemed mostly content to leave Alicia in the nurse’s capable hands, as well as my stepfather’s.
“Come home with me,” Jace pleaded as we stepped out of the airport, waiting in line for a cab.
I was tired and, more than anything, I just wanted to sleep in the same bed with him. His place would be completely empty, whereas mine would be filled with Riley and Nate, maybe even Amara and Cash if they weren’t at Cash’s place.
Leaning into him, I nodded. “Okay.”
His eyes flashed with triumph, and I sighed, knowing what was going to come next. But just as I wasn’t ready to say yes to marrying him, I was no more ready to move in with him. It was something I’d wanted before our breakup, but now, it didn’t feel right. Not yet.
I needed time to learn to trust him again, I guess.
Still, I wanted him all to myself, along a few hours of sleep, so I didn’t say anything as we rode back to his apartment.
Sleep, however, was the last thing on his mind, and as soon as we walked through the door, he was lifting me into his arms and carrying me into his room. Bypassing the bed, he carried me straight to the shower, and the moment my feet were on the floor, he was stripping me.
“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you, baby. I’m starving for you, and we just made love before we left this morning.” His lips were on my neck even as his hands were unfastening my jeans and pushing them roughly off my ass. “I can’t wait to get inside you,” he groaned, cupping my pussy. “So wet for me.”
I whimpered as he thrust two fingers deep into me, my back arching as my hips rocked against his hand. With his other hand, he turned on the shower, barely paying attention to the temperature of the water as he focused on driving my body higher.
“Jace. Forget the shower,
” I whined, cupping his face and pulling him in for a kiss. “I need you. Now.”
“Soon, babe.” He stepped back enough to pull off his shirt and push his jeans and boxers down his legs, showing me just how badly he wanted me. Kicking off the clothes, he took hold of my hips and walked me backward into the shower.
The spray of the hot jets on my back felt amazing, but not nearly as good as when he dropped to his knees and started tonguing my clit. Lifting one of my legs over his shoulder, he licked down to my opening and dived into my center. “Ah,” I cried, fisting my fingers in his hair. “Shit, that feels so damn good.”
He pushed me higher until I was panting, begging him to finish me off. Then he was on his feet, lifting me higher by the hips so I could slide down onto his rock-hard cock. He thrust deep into me, stretching my inner walls to mold around his thickness. I wrapped my legs around his waist, trapping him in place so I could savor the fullness as he buried his face between my tits.
“I love you so much, Kin,” he groaned, pumping his hips into me. “I want to spend the rest of my life right here, deep inside your tight body.”
“Then do it,” I pleaded, lost in how much I wanted him. “Don’t stop fucking me. Just stay right here, pounding me until we both die from the pleasure.”
His thumb found my clit, and I saw stars. “Come for me,” he commanded, his voice raspy in my ear. “Let me feel it, baby.”
I didn’t want it to end, but I couldn’t hold back. My thighs began to tremble from the force of the orgasm that hit me so hard, I screamed.
The water was still running over us when we both caught our breath sometime later. My legs shook slightly as he helped me stand, then washed me from head to toe. I leaned weakly against him as he washed himself then helped me out of the shower.
I had zero energy, and he had to dry me before carrying me to bed. I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow.
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When I opened my eyes again, Jace was snuggled up against my back and sunlight was flirting through the blinds on the window. I blinked a few times, trying to get my eyes to focus, and glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
It was nearly eight in the morning, and my bladder was screaming. Untangling Jace’s arms from around me, I ran for the bathroom. After I was finished, I washed my hands and used his toothbrush to get rid of my morning breath. My hair was a tangled mess because I hadn’t had the brain power or the energy to brush it the night before while it was still wet.
Yawning, I turned on the shower and stepped under the hot jets once it warmed up. I took my time, letting the steam ease the last of my tense muscles.
I wasn’t surprised to find all the stuff I’d left there still in its usual place. I had a hair dryer and an entire case full of makeup under his sink that I made use of. Once I was ready, I walked out into the bedroom and grabbed a change of clothes from my case. Jace was still sound asleep, and I didn’t want to wake him, but I had things to do.