The Unexpected Series (Unexpected #1-3) (44 page)

“I didn’t think you would hurt me. I just feel like you are looking for answers I can’t give you right now.” She grabs a paper towel from the dispenser wetting it and wipes it across her mouth. Until now, I didn’t see how weak she looked. “He loves you, you know?”

“I don’t care. What I want to know is why you are here?” I point my finger at the door and towards the family she tore apart two years ago. “Did you come back just to leave them all over again? Devastate the family until there is no rebuilding again?”

A tear rolls down her cheek, and she seems to be gasping. “I told you, I’m not ready to give you those answers.” She looks directly at me, and I see pain and heartbreak. “He told me everything, Noelle.”

“So, what? I’m with Jace now. I don’t care.” But I do. I desperately do because deep down I realize I’m still fucked up and confused.

“Don’t you? I know he does but he’s too stubborn. You’re both stubborn.” She tosses her towel in the trashcan and brushes past me but doubles back. “Don’t give up on him. You might not understand what he is doing, but unfortunately for me, soon you will. I promise.”

“It might be too late.” I sneer at her.

Looking down she whispers. “It’s never too late to fight for what you want.”

She leaves me standing in the middle of the floor more confused than ever before. I shouldn’t care. He’s with her now. I’m with Jace.

I say it again so I believe it.

I’m with Jace.

After I use the bathroom and wash my hands, the door flies open and a rather large man barrels in. I immediately back up against the wall and Trent is hovering over me. I’ve never been scared of him, but right now I wish I had my mace.

“What the fuck did you say to her, Noelle?” His teeth are ground so tight but I can see his breath escaping between them.

“I didn’t say anything.” I shake my head like it’s going to convince him as much as myself. “Did she go out there and tell on me?”

His hand slams above my head and his nose meets mine. “Don’t talk to her again. Not without me there. She is off limits to you, do you understand?”

What the fuck?

My anger rises with his warning.

“Unless you pay me or fuck me you don’t dictate what I do!” Exaggerating every word I let him know what currently is a fact. “You. Don’t. Own. Me.”

A slow, mischievous smile passes over his lips and if possible he gets closer. His body flushed with mine. The hand he hit the wall with comes down and slides up the side of my thigh, lifting the bottom of my dress until he reaches my hip bone.

I can’t believe I’m not stopping this.

“I know you haven’t fucked him, Noelle. So, right now, this...” he pushes his hard dick into me, “this is still the last thing to have owned you.”

His tongue darts out and flicks over my lips and abruptly he walks away. I melt into the wall behind me.

“Oh, and put some panties on when you know you’re going to see me, Noelle, otherwise I might not be so...” he turns to look at me, contemplating his next word, “nice.”

My fingers ball up into fists. “I didn’t go without panties for you, Trent. I had some on...someone just ripped them off!”

It’s childish to try to make him jealous but it works.

He doubles back around and meets me body to body. “I’ve never had to take them off, Noe. You just are so greedy for my touch that you don’t even bother giving me a barrier.”

“Fuck. You!” I spew out.

He takes a step back and asks before walking out. “Begging again?”

It takes a few minutes to get myself composed before I walk out there but when I do I find Jace waiting for me.

“You okay,” he asks leaning in to kiss me. “Because I saw Decker come out of there a few minutes ago and leave with a very upset Alex.”

“I’m fine,” I say looking up at him. “I just told her she better not pull another disappearing act again.”

He eyes me suspiciously. “So, why was Trent in there?”

Huffing out a breath I look past him and see Erin watching us. “He told me not to talk to Alex.”

I leave him there and walk to a wide eyed Erin. “How does Trent know I haven’t slept with Jace?” I harshly whisper.

“I don’t know.” She shakes her head side to side guiltily.

“My personal life is not Trent’s business. If you don’t want to tell me what’s going on with him then please don’t give him information on me.” I try to keep my voice low not to cause a scene.

“I didn’t and still don’t know why Alex is around. You know I would tell you, Noelle.” Her eyes don’t give her away. She’s telling the truth.

“I did,” Walker states putting a protective arm around Erin. “I heard you two hens clucking about it and when he asked I told him.”

“Why would he do that? It’s not his business,” I ask.

“Oh, but you do know. He’s fucking in love with you,” Walker states confidently.

I
’m ticklish nowhere else except just above my knee and somehow Jace has found that spot, constantly using it to his advantage, like right now, when I’m in a shitty mood from a bad day at work.

Squealing I jump up off his couch avoiding another torturous touch and sit in the recliner. “Jace, you have to stop. I’m going to piss myself.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” he says lowering down onto his hands and knees, crawling towards me. I brace myself for another attack. “I just want to make you smile.”

His big grin is infectious and I follow suit. When he finally reaches me his hands slide up my legs and he comes to a rest, comfortably burrowing his hips between them.

“You could make me smile by filling this.” I reach to the end table and pick up my wine glass but his eyes dart between my legs.

“You want me to fill that, Noelle.” His lashes flutter slightly and his eyes fiercely meet mine.

My temperature instantly rises when I understand the meaning of his words and think of how it will feel when Jace is inside me. This still has yet to happen. He’s true to his personality, sweet and gentle, when we fool around. Sometimes I just want to shove his face between my legs and tell him to quit screwing around and make me come already.

I’ve been teased by his slow and methodical touches. I need to feel him and today is the day. I had an epiphany.

Jace and I have been mutually exclusive for five weeks now. No boyfriend/girlfriend label but also only seeing each other. Every time we come close to having sex I pull back, claiming I want to take it slow. He’s been so patient, but aside from his innuendo, I was planning on seducing him tonight. I even brought my favorite purple lingerie.

During lunch today Hadley asked if Jace and I had “done the deed” and when I said no she lost it. Asking why I have a jaguar if I won’t take it out of the garage. I, of course, said he would rather put it in the garage.

After we returned to work I couldn’t get her question out of my mind. What was keeping me from giving myself to him?

Trent.

Why was I letting Trent get in the way of what can truly be an amazing relationship when he clearly has moved on?

Because as many times as I’ve thought about Jace, I’ve thought about Trent a hundred times more. When I’m with Jace, he is all I can see, all I can feel, but when we’re apart I can’t stop thinking about Trent, and it’s killing me.

I decide that today I’m done waiting for Trent, because it’s what I’m doing. Noelle Grant waits for no man. Tonight, I will give myself to Jace. Maybe not the title of girlfriend but I will let him fulfill his promise to make love to me.

“Jace,” I whisper and he looks up. “Take me.”

“Are you sure?” His head tilts to the side as though he doesn’t believe me, but the tight grip on my thighs tells me he wouldn’t try to stop me.

My chest leads me up off the back of the chair and meets with his. Tenderly, I trace the ripple of his biceps with my index finger and drag it past his shoulder, pulling him tighter against me. Our lips meet, and I show him with my tongue how sure I am. Pushing, pulling and tugging. Biting.

My body grows hungry for his. It’s as though deciding to give myself to him has given permission for a starving animal to eat.

Our lips part and he looks my face over. “I want you to be sure, Noe.”

Frustrated, I stand up making him fall onto the floor and head to his room. “Meet me in there in five minutes. You’ll know then if I’m certain or not.”

Seven minutes pass before I hear the knob turn in his room. I brought an overnight bag this time, planning on staying until the morning. So, I slipped on my lace purple thong and see through camisole. My nipples are rock hard as a breeze passes in the room from the air conditioner. I’m on my haunches on his bed. My legs spread open and my hair wild.

The light cascades from the hallway into his dimly lit room and he comes to a standstill just inside.

“God, Noe. You look delicious,” his voice cracks showing just how my presentation has affected him.

I tug at the strap of my cami and pull it down over my shoulder. “Come and have a taste then.”

I’m flat on my back in no time. I’ve never seen Jace move that fast. His tight body is over mine and he hitches my leg up, caressing the back of my knee. His other hand pulls my top down a few more inches, enough to bare my right breast and allow him access to pull my taut nipple between his teeth. I hiss at the sensation of the gentle licking but aggressive nips.

His hips roll into mine hitting just the right spot. Both legs now drawn up, I let them shamelessly fall to the side. When his hands reach down to the lace covered center and pushes it aside he growls. “You definitely feel sure.”

His large fingers dive into me and I yell out in surprise with how much just two of them fill me. He moves them in and out with such precision he has me over the edge in mere seconds.

“We need less clothing, Jace,” I plead, after the high subsides, pulling on the hem of his shirt. I’ve gone crazed and my body hungers for him again in the most intense way.

Pushing himself up off me his eyes grow fierce, hungry. Reaching down he grabs the edge of my panties and pulls all the way down stepping off the bed. His arms go behind his head pulling his shirt over and I can see sweat showcasing his rippling abs. With no bashfulness, he rips his shorts down exposing the python that he had nicely tucked into my mouth again yesterday. I need it inside me.

He reaches down and strokes himself a few times before he grabs my ankles and hauls me to the edge as he stands. Slowly, he lowers his mouth between my legs and I almost buck him off me. It feels incredible. Every nerve ending is getting its fair share of his fantastic tongue. Just as I’m about to scream out in repeated pleasure, he stops.

“Keep going, damn it!” I yell. I don’t like teasing.

“I’m sorry, baby. I just remembered I don’t have condoms. This is all we can do tonight. I’m so sorry.”

He lowers his mouth again, and I place my hand on the top of his head. “My bag. There’s a condom in my bag. Top pocket. Please hurry.”

He laughs. “Greedy, huh?”

“Fucking hurry up before I change my mind, Jace.” I joke pointing towards the bag and propping myself up on my elbows.

“I love when you sweet talk me, baby.” He jokes back but retrieves the bag and hands it to me.

“Come here.” After I’m done digging for the protection, I reach out to him as I sit up. He stills at the edge of the bed as I roll the condom on completely and pull him closer so not even a breath could pass between the two of us. “I want this. Now. Here. With you. Just you.”

“Just me.” A moan slips out from between his lips as he slides into me.

I open my legs wider to accept all of him and throw my head back pushing my breasts up to his waiting tongue. His pace is slow, sensual and I feel like I’m about to explode. Every push, every pull, I can feel each inch gliding against my inner walls. It’s like Heaven and Hell all rolled into one. He peppers kisses up my chest and finds my mouth. His tongue invades mine, matching each thrust inside me. It’s more than my body can handle.

I’m used to the aggressive fucking. I don’t know if I like this slow shit.

“Jace, you need to move faster. You’re teasing me.” I push myself into him, goading him to pick up the pace.

“You want it fast, baby?” He complies, gripping me on my ass and plunging harder into me. He’s thrusting deeper but his pace remains the same.

“Faster, Jace. Please,” I beg. I’ve turned into a beggar.

“If I go faster, Noe, I’m going to come.” His head falls into my shoulder and I can feel his restraint.

“If you go faster I’m going to come, Jace.” I bite his ear hoping to spark a fire.

He stops and leans away, lightly pushing at me. “Lay down,” he commands and I immediately fall down to my back, my ass still at the edge of the bed. “Hold on.”

Sweet and gentle Jace has been replaced with Holy Fucking Shit Jace as he grabs the back of my knees and starts pounding into me like a jackhammer. That familiar tingle rising inside me where our bodies are connected.

His neck is strained, his face red. “Look at those tits bouncing up and down.” He breathes out. “Fucking perfect.”

My moans grow louder. I can’t think of anything else except the pleasure that has taken over as his body gives me what I crave. Release. I call out his name in ecstasy. He reaches down and swirls my clit around between his fingers extending the mind blowing orgasm. It’s euphoric and then a third, and equally exhilarating, orgasm rips through me.