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Leaning the back of my head against the couch, I close my eyes and blow out a long sigh as I start stroking my clit.
Next to me, I can feel Jace’s body tensing up. His fingers flex where his hand rests on my thigh.
That small movement sends bolts of electricity up my spine even more than the work my fingers are doing.
“Kayla,” Jace says again. His voice is hoarse this time.
A wicked smile threatens to spread across my mouth, but I manage to keep my expression neutral as I continue rubbing my clit until pleasure starts building inside me. I squirm a little on the soft cushions.
Jace squeezes the hand he has on my thigh into a fist.
I let a moan slip past my lips.
Jace draws in a long breath between what sounds like tightly clenched teeth.
At last, I crack an eye open and glance over at him.
Just like I expected, he is clenching his jaw hard and his entire body is as taut as a bowstring where he sits next to me. I shift my gaze up to his eyes.
A jolt shoots through me.
Because what I wasn’t expecting was the searing fire burning in his eyes as he stares down at my hand.
I barely remember to keep my fingers moving while I try to process the expression on his face. Since it proves more difficult than I anticipated, I abandon that effort and instead concentrate solely on my plan. To make him uncuff me.
While continuing to stroke my clit, I shoot him a look full of challenge. “If it makes you uncomfortable, you can always remove the handcuffs.”
Jace snaps his gaze from my hand and up to my face. For a few seconds, it looks like he is trying to reorient himself or get his wits back. Then his expression clears, and a matching look full of challenge and forbidden promises settles on his handsome face.
My stomach flips at the sight of it.
Before I even know what’s happening, Jace sits upright on the couch, twists so that he is facing me, and then grabs my hips with both hands. The movement forces my hand away from my clit. But before I can protest, he shifts my body up and to the side so that my legs are resting along the length of the couch instead and my head is on the seat cushion on the opposite side.
I suck in a surprised breath while lust burns through me at how effortlessly Jace moves my body into his desired position. Blinking, I stare up at him with wide eyes as he straddles my right thigh.
“Uncomfortable?” Jace echoes as he places his free hand on my left thigh and pushes it sideways, spreading my legs wider. His eyes glitter in the golden light from the chandelier above us. “The only thing that’s making me uncomfortable is watching you work to relieve your own tension. That should be done for you. By someone who knows what he’s doing.”
I try to sit up from the couch, but Jace places his hand against my chest and pushes me back down. My own free hand shoots up and wraps around his wrist. But he keeps his hand there on my chest, pinning me to the soft cushions.
A devilish smile graces his lips as he moves our handcuffed hands over my thigh and towards my pussy until he can push aside the fabric of my panties. “Allow me.”
Lightning crackles through my veins as his fingers brush against my clit.
I suck in a gasp and try to arch up from the couch.
Jace just keeps his hand on my chest, holding me firmly in place as he starts stroking my clit with slow tantalizing movements. His eyes remain locked on mine, cataloging every expression on my face.
He rolls my clit between his fingers.
A tiny whimper spills from my lips, and I tighten my grip on his wrist.
It makes a sly smile blow across his features.
He shifts his hand so that he can continue to rub my clit with his thumb while his index and middle finger trail down to my entrance.
My heart slams against my ribs.
Drawing in unsteady breaths, I hold his intense gaze as my very soul flutters.
