Once Jace is seated comfortably, I see him eying me up and down briefly. I seat myself on his lap, with my knees next to each thigh of his. "Oh yeah? And what's that?" he asks, daringly. His pupils are narrow and for the first time, I feel his heart starting to beat just as fast as mine.
"What I wanted to do all day" I say as my cheeks heat up from the courage it took me to say that sentence to him. Jace sighs slightly, as I crash my lips onto his and lay my arms around his neck. He's clearly turned on from me making the first step for a change. It doesn't take long for me grind my hips on his crotch, as I feel the wine getting to my head. Not that I wouldn't do this if I was sober, but it does give me more courage.
After everything he did for me today this is all I want to do, be as close to him as possible. I want to give him something back, beside the dinner I made him tonight. Jace lifts the corners of my sweater, indicating that he wants it off. I quickly raise my arms and feel the slightly cold air hit me, as it falls down on the floor beside me. I'm a little nervous to do what I was planning tonight, but I really want to. I want to give him the same pleasure he always gives me, show him that I feel the same way about him just in case he doesn't already know.
Once again it takes me a lot of courage, but I remove myself from his lap and place myself in between his legs with my knees on the floor. I catch a quick glimpse of Jace's eyes before doing so, and I can tell that he's excited for what's about to happen. He lets out a low growl when I open his belt. Not daring to look at him, I'm glad that he helps me to pull down his pants, remaining only in his tight briefs.
Now, I've done this before but I can't say that I used to enjoy it. It always made me feel like I'm just there for the man's pleasure, like an object. With Jace, my feeling is different. I remember him telling me that he can't wait to feel this. So I know I want him to. My little train of thought must've distracted me slightly. I'm brought back into reality when I feel Jace's fingertips on my chin, pulling my face to meet his eyes.
"Hey. No pressure to do this. I hope you know that" he says, with a concerned stare in his face. He misinterpreted my silence wrong, I must have given him the feeling like I was unsure about doing this.
"I don't feel pressured" I whisper, letting my eyes meet his to show him how sincere I'm being. I can tell that he checks for the truth in my eyes and when he finds it, he quickly nods his head at me and pulls my face towards his to plant a kiss on my lips. Now I definitely want to do it.
It doesn't take long for Jace's briefs to be pulled down his legs. Before I get started, I stroke him with my hand a few times. Then I take all of my courage together and wrap my lips around him. Jace hisses out of pleasure right away. It takes me a moment to remember what to do, but soon I find my rhythm. It's as if Jace can't control himself, he scoots closer towards me, sitting on the edge of the bed. Wondering what he's thinking, I dare to look up to him.
"Oh fuck" he whispers when I do so, as he meets my eyes with his own. I continue for a little while, but my slight embarassment takes over and I look down again. I have no idea if I'm doing this right, but Jace's reaction tells me that I am. "Come here" he whispers once his squirming under my touch gets more intense.
He pulls me up towards him and playfully throws me onto the bed. It doesn't take long for my own pants to land down on the floor. Jace hovers over me right away, kissing me and touching me. I throw my head back in pleasure, giving him room to kiss my neck once again. He doesn't waste any time. He enters me slowly, and I feel a burn rising deep in the pit of my stomach. Being with him is never going to get old. My hands find their way onto Jace's back, as I use my fingertips to hold onto something, onto him. He groans at the sensation in return, while thrusting into me slowly. Once again he's doing all the work and tonight was supposed to be about him for a change.
"Jace" I whisper shyly, turning his attention towards me. He stops moving right away, as if I was asking him to stop. "Let me" I add, leaning upward to move on top of him. My cheeks heat up from embarassment as I see Jace's smirk growing on his face.
As he lays down on his back, I position myself and lower myself onto him. "Oh my god" he whispers, looking directly at me while I do so. I place my hands on his chest to hold myself steady and repeat the same motion over again. It feels weird to think about it, but this is the first time that I've ever been on top. Except for that time in the bath tub, but this is different.
Jace notices that I barely know what to do, so he places his hands on my hips to guide me. "Just like that" he mumbles as our eyes meet once again and I know I won't be able to last much longer. A slight film of sweat is already forming on both of our foreheads.
Wanting to take control, Jace flips us over once again, hovering over me. "You're so fucking amazing" he whispers again, looking deep into my eyes. I stare back at him, full of love, as he picks up his pace to send us both over the edge. Both panting heavily, Jace drops his head onto my shoulder.
"I love you" he says, lifting it up again to look at me.
"I love you" I reply, stroking through his hair softly. I still can't believe we're saying those words to each other.
Jace gives me some space to go into the bathroom. When I return, he's scrolling away on his phone, wearing boxers only. Having laid out fresh underwear and his t-shirt for me, I change into them right away and seat myself on his lap, once again placing each of my legs at the side of his body. Jace puts his phone down right away and lays his hands on my thighs.
"Are you okay?" he asks me sincerely, drawing little circles on my skin.
I bite my lip slightly and nod my head. A slight smirk is forming on my face, still processing the high I was just on. "Are you?" I ask him back, too scared to ask if my attempt at a blowjob would even be worth mentioning.
"I'm fucking amazing" he says, giving me the slight confirmation I was sort of asking for.
"Well, you know what to do to get yourself laid" I say laughing, remembering his sweet gestures from today. My cheeks heat up slightly from my choice of words. Jace laughs along with me, as my eyes fall back onto the tattoo he got. Just for me. I bring my hand towards it and let my fingertip slide over it one more time. "You're crazy" I mumble, still somehow fascinated by the fact that it's going to be on him forever, this little piece of me.
"Crazy for you" he says, smirking at me, proud of his stupid remark. I roll my eyes playfully and let myself fall on my back next to him. A few minutes of silence pass, before I prop myself up on my elbows.
"I want to get another one" I state bluntly, having just made up my mind. Jace gives me a questioning look. "A tattoo. Will you take me?" I ask him, excited about my spontaneous idea. Am I worried I might have another panic attack? Obviously. But I know Jace will be by my side.
"For real?" he asks me, with an almost shocked expression on his face.
"Of course. You know I love them" I say, turning on my side to face him.
"That's why you're my girl" Jace says smiling, copying me to stroke his hand over my cheek. His words make me smile with him. "You know I still love you without them, right? I don't want you to feel like you have to get them just for me" he says sincerely.
"I know. I want them for me" I explain to him, just as sincere. What I just said is one hundred percent the truth, but as Jace's girl, as he likes to call me, of course I want to have tattoos. Obviously not as many as him, but I've always loved the idea of small, decent tattoos for myself.
"Okay. Then of course I'll take you. I'll text Mike right now" he says, while doing just that. As he turns back to me, he asks "I'm guessing you already know what you want to get?" and smirks at me.
"Kind of" I smirk at him shyly, afraid that he might think my idea is stupid.
"Tell me" he says, getting comfortable again.
"Well... since I'm so in love with Washington, I thought of a small pine tree of some sort" I say cautiously. "Maybe on the side of my ankle, or the back of my upper arm. What do you think?" I add, wanting to know his opinion.
"The ankle is going to hurt like hell, but I like the idea" he lets me know.
"Really?" I say, clearly wanting him to like it.
"It's cute. So it suits you" he smirks at me slyly. "I'm serious, I like it" he adds genuinely.
"Okay" I answer. My heart starts to race at the thought of another needle pinching my skin, but I try to focus on the happy feeling and the rush of adrenaline I felt afterwards. Another tattoo, here I come.
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