Finding Orion (19 page)

"Speed
limit,
Jace
," I murmured. "Stay under it."

Jace
nodded,
almost as if he hadn't even thought of it. He groaned when I stroked him a
little harder, held him tighter.

His hips
lifted up from his seat, and I leaned over him, gently licking at his cock. I
waited a moment for his obvious shock to pass, before tracing the vein on the
underside with the tip of my tongue.

Inhaling, I
took in his spicy scent. My clit throbbed each time I circled around the head
of his cock, and my stomach twisted whenever he tried to speak. I choked but
kept breathing. So long as he was stuck in that chair, he couldn't do a damned
thing. But that didn't mean this affected me any less.

"How
much further?"
I asked without moving out of his lap.

"Oh,
fuck."
Jace
put his foot on the break, set the
car to park, and drew me up to him.
"Too long."

His lips were
on mine in an instant, his tongue tasting mine. I knew he must’ve
been tasting
himself on my lips just then. He moaned, and I
arched my back when he bit at my lip.
Completely oblivious to
the world outside and the light that was about to turn green,
Jace
unbuckled his seat beat and grabbed at me.
He pulled
me against him and held me there. His hands stroked my hair, pulled at it.

I tilted my
head back, which deepened our kiss even more.

Someone
honked behind us, and we both jumped. Breathless from our kiss and then some,
Jace
buckled his seat belt, put the car in to gear and sped
under the light before it could turn red again.
 

I didn't
tease him then, my mind a jumbled mess of erotic thoughts—none of which were
acceptable inside a moving car.
Or any car for that matter.
And as much as I hated to wait for another three blocks, I sat
back in my seat and stared out my window. Buildings and street lights flew
by,
becoming a blur by the time we reached the end of the
street.

Jace
pulled in to
the empty spot behind the bar and was out on my side of the car before I was
even able to remove my seat belt. I was about to get out when he leaned in the
car, forcing the seat to recline as he kissed me again.

Pinned
between his body and the seat, my thoughts jumped back to the other night, to
my time with Orion.

When I felt
him pulling away, I spoke against his lips. "Upstairs."

Jace
groaned, but
after a few seconds, he nodded and let me out. His pants were still unbuttoned,
so he expertly covered them with his shirt. My hair probably didn't look any
better, and anyone who walked by would likely be able to guess what we'd just
been doing in the car.

We took the
back entrance into the bar, and I was pretty sure Simon noticed our rumpled
clothes. Not to mention how we were tangled in each other's arms. But if he
did, he didn't say anything.

Together,
Jace
and I stumbled up the stairs, kissing as we went. He
grunted when I pressed him against the railing, and I winced when I got a
doorknob in the back. The pain was temporary, and, breaking our kiss, I waited
to catch my breath before reaching into my pocket for the keys.

My hands
shook. The key refused to go into the deadbolt.
Jace
took the keys from me, and we tried again, but just as he was starting to
unlock the door, the keys fell out of his hand.

""This
would be a lot easier," he growled, kissing me on the lips, "if we
had a third person."

"Threesomes
already?"
I teased, glancing down the hall at Simon and
David's room. "Make it four, and I bet you it could be arranged."

My humor
wasn't lost on
Jace
, and when he smiled, I was afraid
he'd actually take me up on it. Nothing against Simon and David but...I
couldn't wait. Not long enough to share. Not tonight.

Jace
picked the
keys up off the floor, and finally, after what felt like hours, the door
opened. We only got maybe two feet inside my living room before we lost our
balance again. The door slammed shut, and
Jace
pressed me up against it.

His fingers
worked on the buttons of my blouse as I tried to find something a little more
stable to hold on to. But in the end, it was the door and the walls in my
apartment that kept us upright.

I arched my
back when he reached behind me to unhook my bra before removing it, along with
my blouse. I winced, expecting to feel the cold surface of the door on my back,
but
Jace
turned me around, trading places with me.
The last time we were here, I was the one against the wall getting pleasured.
But this time...there was no way in hell he was walking away until I'd had my
chance to suck him off.

When he
didn't move to stop me, I pulled down his pants. I paused to admire the hard on
under his boxers, but in the end, they had to come off as well. Kicking off my
heels and tossing the keys to my apartment God-knows-where, I kneeled in front
of him, glancing up at him as if to ask for permission before continuing what
I'd started back in the car.

The carpeting
bit at my knees, but I pushed the pain to the back of my mind. I ignored the
urge to hold my arms behind my back, keeping them in front of me instead.
Jace's
back straightened, and he hit his palm against the
door as I licked at the head of his cock.

He groaned
from somewhere above me, and pressed his fingers in my hair, clawing at my
scalp just as I had done to his back days before. I held my one hand against
his hip, using the other one to stroke up and down his shaft. My tongue followed
the gentle caress, paying close attention to the vein underneath.

I applied
more pressure, increased the pace. And when
Jace
pressed down on me, I went down on him. His cock filled my mouth in the same
way Orion's had. I took a moment to adjust my jaw before taking him in my
mouth. I moved slowly at first, but increased my pace with every stroke.

His legs
shook. He locked his knees. He grabbed at my hair, pulled at it. His breath
caught and he choked around words I couldn't understand. When I didn't stop, he
took my chin in his hand, guiding me to stand.

My legs
wobbled, but I didn't fall.

Jace's
eyes were
wide, dark orbs. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down when he swallowed.

And all I
could do was
stare
at those lips. Remembering what
he'd done with them the other night, I shivered.
With any luck, he'll do it again.

I didn't
doubt that, and with how turned on we both were, I didn't doubt the possibility
of it happening more than once.
So long
as you don't fall asleep this time.
I was wide awake. More than that, I was
caffeinated!

Gripping at
his shirt, I arched my back when he bit at the side of my neck.

"I don't
know what's gotten into you," he growled, slowly walking me back toward my
room. "But I like it." He lifted his shirt over his head and threw it
to the ground, all the while keeping his lips close to my ear.

I hadn't
noticed it earlier, but a thin layer of stubble scratched at my bare skin. A
tremor ran over my spine, and I gasped when
Jace
squeezed one of my breasts.

"You
have no idea what I want to do to you right now," he growled against my
ear.

I squirmed
against the wall in the hallway when he slipped a hand under my skirt. His
fingers pressed against my underwear, and he moaned at the moisture he found
there.

"What's
stopping you?" I murmured, swallowing from my dry mouth.

"No
tools."

The way he
said it was almost as arousing as his fingers on my clit. I whimpered and
sucked at my bottom lip. Somehow, I managed to get my feet under me, pressing
him against the wall opposite to mine without falling flat on my face. For once
I was glad I hadn't furnished the hallway. Just straight, smooth walls stood
between us and the bedroom.
 

"Too
many fucking clothes,"
Jace
groaned, playing
with the clasp on my skirt.

"Not my
fault you're slow," I teased, giggling once we turned into my room.

"In my
defense, you did kind of have my pants off before we got up here."

I nodded and
helped him with my skirt, surprised when it actually came undone.

He backed me
up against the foot of the bed, tripped, and then caught himself on the
mattress. He recovered faster than I would've been able to and gently, he
kissed me on the lips, in the same there-but-not-there kind of way he had when
we first met.
 
As soon as we were in my
room, everything slowed down. Things took a lot more effort than before. It was
almost as if he wanted to memorize this evening, savor it.

Give him something to come home to.
Kissing him
back, I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair.

He moaned into
my mouth when his cock brushed up against the inside of my thigh. He leaned in to
me, silently urging me onto the bed.

My legs hung
off the end of it as he settled down beside me. Propping himself up on an
elbow, he looked down at me with an expression I'd never seen on him before.
On Orion?
Certainly, but never on
Jace
.
He wore a wicked grin, and as his gears
continued to turn, mine came to a screeching halt.

I sucked in a
breath, held it. My heart continued to beat, thundering in the back of my mind.
I exhaled when he caressed my breast, pinching the nipple between his thumb and
forefinger. He tugged, pinched a little harder. He didn't
stop,
his grin widening as I squirmed under his touch.

"
Scootch
up a little bit," he whispered, helping me
when I sat up.
"In the middle of the bed.
I'll be
right back."

Puzzled, I
did as he asked, throwing the pillows off to the side so I could sprawl out. The
cool air in the room kissed my skin, leaving goose flesh in its wake. I
listened as
Jace
went into the kitchen. Cabinets
slammed shut. A drawer opened then closed.

I frowned.
What the hell is he looking for?
The
fridge was the next thing to open, and my blood froze.
Oh hell, please don't let him use up the cool whip.
First of all, I
wasn't in to that sort of thing, and secondly, I just got a clean batch of
strawberries I hoped to eat sometime soon.

Footsteps
came from the hall. They stopped just outside my bedroom door.

"Close
your eyes,"
Jace
ordered, his voice floating
from somewhere down the hall.

I did as I'd
been told and listened as something clanked the closer he got. There was the
ruffle of what may have passed as an article of clothing. The light in the room
went on. Just as quickly, it turned back off. The bed compressed under
Jace's
weight.

"Roll
over a sec, away from me."

Horribly
lost, I rolled onto my side, rolling back once he slipped back off the bed. The
texture of fabric under my bare skin had changed. It was rough, and after a
moment, I realized he'd placed a towel under me. If I thought I was confused
before—

"Holy shit!
That's cold."
I shuddered and dug at
the comforter with my fingernails.

Jace
laughed,
then, hovering somewhere above me, he said, "Lift your head real quick."
As soon as I did, he tied something over my eyes, tightening the knot behind my
head. "Okay, you're good."
  

I settled
back down onto the bed, just waiting to feel whatever it was on my skin again.
Blindfolded.
Something cold.
I
thought back on the noise he made when he was in the kitchen. The cold could've
only been one thing.
Ice.
But as to
where he'd gotten the blindfold was anyone's guess.

I bit at my
bottom lip when I felt a gentle heat coming from my left. It was
Jace
, I realized, the warmth spreading to wherever he
touched my body. Deep down, I knew the cold was coming. I anticipated it,
waited for it. It never came.

Not sure as
to whether or not I was allowed to touch him, I let my submissive side take
over.
The side he isn't familiar with.
Well,
he was about to find out. Closing my eyes even with the blindfold in place, I
slowly fell into subspace.

Jace's
presence was
soon replaced by my memory of Orion. He was the one lying beside me. He was the
one taunting me with his feather light touch.
Mind games.
That's all this was. And it could've been done by anyone, but
Jace
didn't seem like the sort.