wildfire.
“Goddamn!” Ash groaned. “Fuck it all, I’m going to come.”
Just as her own orgasm flashed, a spark that quickly became a full-on explosion, the first jet of hot
semen hit the back of her throat. She cried out but the sound was quickly muffled when Ash thrust
upward, her lips brushing against the wiry hairs at his groin.
She writhed uncontrollably and she heard Jace’s muttered curse. His hands tightened on her ass
until she knew she’d wear marks from his fingers. Faster, wetter, the slick sounds of his cock diving
through her pussy loud in the silence.
She swallowed the hot liquid spurting from Ash’s cock and some spilled over her lips. Then he
carefully lifted her head and eased himself from her mouth. He gently laid her head down so her
cheek rested against the mattress and he continued to stroke her hair, his fingers soft and caressing
against her head, while Jace continued his relentless assault on her senses.
Jace powered into her, picking up speed, his hips slamming against her ass. She closed her eyes
and lay there, limp, utterly sated, delighting in the aftershocks of her orgasm as Jace continued to
thrust.
And then he went rigid against her ass, burying himself deep and holding himself while his body
jerked and spasmed. His body came down over hers, blanketing her back with his warmth. He
pressed a tender kiss to her shoulder. It was . . . nice. So very gentle. Loving.
“Did not intend for that to happen so fast,” Jace murmured against her skin. “But fuck, baby, you’re
so goddamn sweet.”
His words hit her, warming her more than their touch, her orgasm. Settling into her heart, spreading
feelings she’d be better off not examining. Sex was not a new experience for her. Meaningless sex
was definitely something she’d become adept at in her days of mindless coping and searching for
answers she had no place searching for. But this . . .
She had to put an end to this stupid thought process. This meant nothing. No different from the other
strings of meaningless, mind-numbing sex. For her to think any differently was just opening herself up
to pain and misery.
Ash lowered his head, his lips feathering across her cheek. “I’ll get you something to drink. Want
more OJ?”
“Yeah,” she said in a dreamy voice, still reveling in the feel of Jace inside her, his heat
surrounding her and his hard body cupped so protectively over hers.
Ash moved away from the bed and when he was gone, Jace kissed her shoulder again. Then to her
dismay, he lifted himself up and eased out of her. A whimper of protest she did not mean to escape
fluttered past her lips.
“Have to dispose of the condom, baby,” he whispered. “I’ll be right back.”
She was instantly cold the minute his warmth left her. Cold on the inside. She slid down to her
belly, sprawled over the bed, unsure of what was supposed to happen next. Did she get up and leave?
Did they expect her to sleep over? In the past, she’d known the score. This was totally out of her
scope of experience. Besides, she had nowhere to go from here. Just back into the cold. She didn’t
want this night to end. Sadness gripped her. She should have never agreed to this. While it had been a
temporary reprieve and a welcome change from the loneliness that was her life, she knew it would
just suck all the more when she was forced to leave.
Jace crawled back on the bed and she lifted her head, fearful of what she’d see. She opened her
mouth to ask if she should leave, but he pulled her into his arms, cradling her against his side.
Okay, so maybe he didn’t want her to leave yet. That worked for her.
She snuggled into his body, his natural heat a luxury she refused to deny herself.
A moment later, Ash returned, crawling up on the other side of her. Jace’s hold immediately
tightened on her, his arms a barrier to Ash touching her in any way.
“Got your OJ,” Ash said.
Jace carefully lifted her into a sitting