The Strings Attached

Chapter 34 - Jace

Loni examines my face. A soft smile coaxes her lips. She changes the subject, noticing how tense I suddenly am. "You have some dirt right here." Her thumb brushes my cheek.

"Yeah," I laugh. "I would've showered before I came over here. But I needed to see you."

"Come on," she stands from the bed, holding out her hand. "Shower with me."

Loni leads me to the shower. This is exactly what I need. A deep conversation with her, and shower sex to finish it all off. I am so mesmerized by her body, it releases all the built up tension from today.

I grab her cute little ass and her tit fists perfectly in my hand. Her back arches and my fingers tweak her nipple.

She turns around so her back is against my front. Waters runs down her slick skin. Chills spring up along my body as her ass teases my erection. I want to fuck her, but honestly, the teasing might be enough to make me explode.

My hand moves from her breast to her pussy which isn't just dripping from the water. I run my finger over her slit and her legs nearly buckle. Before I can insert my fingers inside her sweet folds, she turns to face me.

A devilish smirk curves her lips before she drops to he knees. My hand press against the tiled walls, holding myself steady as she takes me in her mouth. She sucks my tip before slowly moving down my shaft. I feel myself hit the back of her throat and I can't control the noises coming from my mouth.

"Oh fuck, baby," I moan, tilting my head back.

My hips buck forward, meeting the rhythmic movement of her mouth. Fuck she is amazing. A gentle hand grabs my balls and I swear I see stars.

"Loni," I groan out. "That's it. Fuck, good girl." Moans rasp out of my throat. My fingers tangle in her wet hair as I help her work her pretty little mouth on my cock.

She replaces her mouth with her hand and she pumps my length, looking up at me with seductive eyes.

My legs shake and my orgasm pulses out of me and drips down her chest between her cleavage. She tosses her head back on a laugh and stands.

"I think you need to clean me up," she cocks a brow.

I grab the pink bar of soap and run it down her tits. Now, I'm on my knees, teasing her as I run the soap up her inner thigh.

Her legs inch open, allowing me to gaze at her perfect pussy. Fuck. Teasing her is driving me mad. I need to taste her.

My lips find her dripping heat and I suck her clit. Letting go to flick my tongue inside her.

She grabs my head, holding me against her. "Yes," she breathes.

I'm practically drowning in her and the water that splashes against my face. But I don't care. I'm not stopping until she comes apart on my tongue. I tease her clit in slow circles, nibbling on the swollen flesh when she moans my name.

"Yes!" She cries out when my tongue pushes deeper inside her.

Her walls pulse around my tongue. Her legs shake. I keep licking her until her hips stop rocking, until she's done riding out her orgasm. She pulls me to my feet and kisses me, moaning as our lips meet.

"You taste so fucking good," I say against her lips.

"So do you," She laughs.

We get out of the shower and I wrap a towel around her back, taking note of the mess of scars that are etched into her skin.

"How did you get those?" I ask, poking at her back.

She turns to face me. "My parents didn't pay much attention to me either."

I furrow my brows, wrapping myself in a towel. She finishes drying off then walks back into her room to get dressed and I follow her. 

"I was in high school. A sophomore, maybe?" She sits down on her bed and I join her. "My parents were never really around. They didn't care what I did. Might have been a dream for other teenagers, but not for me. I wanted them to notice me, so that led to me doing some pretty messed up things."

My stomach tightens. God, this girl sounds just like me.

"I was out with a bunch of friends one night, drinking. There was this secluded road we liked to drive down at night. Charlie, my friend Charlie, was driving and we were all in the bed of his truck. A very intoxicated me, thought it would be a good idea to stand up and climb on the top of the car. He hit a pothole and I was flung off the car."

My entire body goes numb, picturing her in the accident. A bloody lifeless mess as she describes it.

"I hated myself for being so stupid. But there was a part of me that was happy to finally get my parents' attention. Until they didn't show up to the hospital till two days after I was admitted."

"Are you serious?"

"Yup."

My heart hurts. With each beat, it sends shooting pain throughout my entire body. Without even thinking, I pull her into my arms and hold her against myself. I want to tell her to never be that reckless again because if something ever happens to her, I will lose my fucking mind.

But I don't say anything.

I just hold her.

Saying something, caring about her, showing her that I care about her, could drive her away. I want her... No, I need her in my life. So if hiding my true feelings for her is how I'm going to keep her in my life, then I'll do it. I'll stick to her damn terms even if it kills me.