He watches me a long moment, studying my breasts and hips and panties. “Turn around first.”
I comply, then look at him over my shoulder. “What do you think? On or off?”
“Off. Definitely off.”
I kick them down my legs, and his eyes zone in on my ass, and when I turn to face him, his hand dips under the blanket. Because this is a night of taking chances, I drag the comforter back with my foot until I can see his hand working his giant erection. It’s beautiful and thick and really freaking long.
Moby Dick was no joke. My eyes widen. “That’s not going to fit.” He’s like twice the size of my ex.
“When we go there, when you’re ready, it’ll fit. I promise.” Reaching up, he grabs my hand and helps me down to the bed, but he rolls us over so I’m beneath him. “Can I go down on you so I can lick that pretty pussy?”
I stop breathing, but I nod. Hayden never wanted to go down on me, to the point that it made me feel self-conscious about it, but Jace’s obvious enthusiasm is a balm to that wound. He settles between my legs, where Moby Dick presses against my hip.
Jace is so beautiful with his hair in his eyes and scruff on his face. I run my fingers through his damp hair, and he kisses me until I’m squirming again. Until I’m aching for his dick to rub that part of me that’s uncomfortably swollen.
Instead, he kisses down my body. Sucks and pinches my nipples. Nibbles down my stomach. Until he’s hovering over my mound.
“Do you prefer that shaved?” I’m trimmed and neat, but I don’t know what he’s used to.
“You’re perfect.” He has me raise my knees before he takes a long lick up my pussy.
Holy dear Jesus. I arch back and hold my hand over my mouth so I don’t scream. But then he spreads my flesh and licks that swollen bud a handful of times, and I come apart.
My knees clamp shut and I can hear him laugh from between my thighs. Shit. “Sorry,” I gasp as I quiver with pleasure.
When he raises his head, he’s got a cocky grin on his face. “Let’s do that again.”
“I don’t think I can—” I suck in a breath as he starts licking me, softer this time, tiny flicks of his tongue. His finger slowly enters me and pumps against my front wall.
But then he uses a second finger, and I’m barely over my first orgasm when the second one overpowers me. I let out a scream that I barely cover with my hand.
I don’t know how long it goes on, but it’s cataclysmic. Planets align across the universe as light explodes in my body.
When I finish, he kneels between my open thighs and jerks himself off. I’m sleepy, but the sight is mesmerizing. His body goes taut as his head tilts back, and he comes all over my stomach.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
When he’s done, he leans on my knee and smiles at me. “I kinda made a mess, huh?” He runs his finger through his cum and drags it over my nipple like he’s marking me. “You look good like this.”
“Covered in your snake sauce?”
Laughing, he nods. “Yup. Hang tight.”
He trots his naked ass to the bathroom and reemerges a minute later with a washcloth he uses to clean me up and a towel to dry me off. I’ve never had someone take care of me like this. “I was going to give you a blow job tonight, but then you did all the things and blew my mind. Twice.”
When he slides into bed a minute later and drags me close, he kisses my forehead. “The pleasure was mine.”
We sleep together, naked. With my thigh over his, and my face nestled to his chest.
Another first.
Sometime in the middle of the night, Layla wakes. Jace gets up, tugs on some shorts, and tends to the baby. Afterward, he pulls me to his chest where I happily reside as the little spoon.
If we’re going to spend the rest of the tour doing this, it’s going to be amazing.
Except early the next morning, Frank bangs on the door, scaring the hell out of me and Layla, who immediately starts to cry.
“Jace!” he shouts. “Get out here! We have a problem.”