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dressed and your car...I wouldn't even call this a car. It's more like a piece of art sent from the heavens." I continued. "And you are always so calm and collected. You definitely care about what people think."
"I dress for myself, Olivia. And, as for the car, I like cars. I collect them."
I frowned. "You collect cars in a city like New York? What's the point?"
He shrugged and his eyes darkened. "We all have our interests."
I nodded. "Yeah, we do."
"What's yours?" He asked so softly, I almost didn't hear him.
I thought for a moment. "I like to read." I smiled before continuing. I was very aware of his cobalt eyes on my face as I spoke, but I continued. "I love words. They are magical. Words can create a world beyond the imagination and sometimes it's nice to just escape into those worlds."
"You like to escape, Olivia?" Jace asked. His eyes searched mine as he waited for an answer.
I thought, for a moment. This conversation was getting awfully personal. I knew I should be weary of telling him anything. He was Jace Rush, for goodness sakes. He shouldn't be interested in someone like me. In comparison to him, I was dull. He was like the sun, magnificent in his burning beauty, shinning, so brilliant, that even the lifeless grow exquisite in his presence. I, on the other hand, was insignificant as the pebbles in the asphalt. We were worlds apart, and yet, here we were, together in his car.
My heart rushed as I thought of bolting from the car, but I knew I couldn't. Whatever this attraction was Jace held over me, I was aware it simply could not be denied. I was simply not strong enough.
Finally, I replied. "I do like to escape." I admitted quietly. I felt foolish as I looked at my fidgeting hands in my lap. "Sometimes, I just need to."
There was no warning for what happened next. I had no time to prepare my heart, and I was certain that if I did, I still wouldn't have been able to muster the courage to stop him.
Jace slid his fingers beneath my chin, tilting my head back so I was staring up into his devilish eyes. His touch sent electrified jolts through my entire body, igniting my core into uncontrollable flames of desire. I tightened my thighs, willing the delicious ach away as he dropped his eyes from mine to stare hungrily at my lips. Without thinking of the action, I swiped my tongue over my lower lip, wetting it. My heart raced and my nerves tore at my insides. I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth, scraping my teeth over the plump, moist lip before releasing it. I felt the blood rush to the surface and my bottom lip burned from the assault, but I was too far gone to care. I was lost in his eyes. Jace made a sound deep in his throat, and I knew he was a man of broken will.
His mouth crushed against mine as his hand moved from beneath my chin to cup the back of my neck. Every hair follicle on my body was on high alert, over stimulated from his touch as he weaved his hand through my hair, grabbing hold of the wavy brown locks as he tilted my head back so he had better access to my mouth.
I didn't fight him. I couldn't fight him. His mouth covered mine completely, his lips moving in perfect sync with mine. My mind lost control of rational thought and I released my body to his command. His tongue poked at my lips, demanding entrance and I obliged. The heat of his mouth set my entire body on fire as he explored every inch of my mouth, possessing every crevice, claiming every part of me I could give.
Jace flicked his tongue against mine, coaxing me to loosen myself to him, and when I did, I moaned into his mouth. He kissed me harder, forcing me into the back of the seat. It was as though he wanted to swallow my moan and possess my pleasure. The desperation behind the action only made me burn hotter for him. My mind was hazy as Jace pulled his tongue from the dance with mine to lavish attention to my bottom lip. He sucked it into his mouth before biting down. It stung, but the sting was delicious. I moaned a plea and
"I dress for myself, Olivia. And, as for the car, I like cars. I collect them."
I frowned. "You collect cars in a city like New York? What's the point?"
He shrugged and his eyes darkened. "We all have our interests."
I nodded. "Yeah, we do."
"What's yours?" He asked so softly, I almost didn't hear him.
I thought for a moment. "I like to read." I smiled before continuing. I was very aware of his cobalt eyes on my face as I spoke, but I continued. "I love words. They are magical. Words can create a world beyond the imagination and sometimes it's nice to just escape into those worlds."
"You like to escape, Olivia?" Jace asked. His eyes searched mine as he waited for an answer.
I thought, for a moment. This conversation was getting awfully personal. I knew I should be weary of telling him anything. He was Jace Rush, for goodness sakes. He shouldn't be interested in someone like me. In comparison to him, I was dull. He was like the sun, magnificent in his burning beauty, shinning, so brilliant, that even the lifeless grow exquisite in his presence. I, on the other hand, was insignificant as the pebbles in the asphalt. We were worlds apart, and yet, here we were, together in his car.
My heart rushed as I thought of bolting from the car, but I knew I couldn't. Whatever this attraction was Jace held over me, I was aware it simply could not be denied. I was simply not strong enough.
Finally, I replied. "I do like to escape." I admitted quietly. I felt foolish as I looked at my fidgeting hands in my lap. "Sometimes, I just need to."
There was no warning for what happened next. I had no time to prepare my heart, and I was certain that if I did, I still wouldn't have been able to muster the courage to stop him.
Jace slid his fingers beneath my chin, tilting my head back so I was staring up into his devilish eyes. His touch sent electrified jolts through my entire body, igniting my core into uncontrollable flames of desire. I tightened my thighs, willing the delicious ach away as he dropped his eyes from mine to stare hungrily at my lips. Without thinking of the action, I swiped my tongue over my lower lip, wetting it. My heart raced and my nerves tore at my insides. I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth, scraping my teeth over the plump, moist lip before releasing it. I felt the blood rush to the surface and my bottom lip burned from the assault, but I was too far gone to care. I was lost in his eyes. Jace made a sound deep in his throat, and I knew he was a man of broken will.
His mouth crushed against mine as his hand moved from beneath my chin to cup the back of my neck. Every hair follicle on my body was on high alert, over stimulated from his touch as he weaved his hand through my hair, grabbing hold of the wavy brown locks as he tilted my head back so he had better access to my mouth.
I didn't fight him. I couldn't fight him. His mouth covered mine completely, his lips moving in perfect sync with mine. My mind lost control of rational thought and I released my body to his command. His tongue poked at my lips, demanding entrance and I obliged. The heat of his mouth set my entire body on fire as he explored every inch of my mouth, possessing every crevice, claiming every part of me I could give.
Jace flicked his tongue against mine, coaxing me to loosen myself to him, and when I did, I moaned into his mouth. He kissed me harder, forcing me into the back of the seat. It was as though he wanted to swallow my moan and possess my pleasure. The desperation behind the action only made me burn hotter for him. My mind was hazy as Jace pulled his tongue from the dance with mine to lavish attention to my bottom lip. He sucked it into his mouth before biting down. It stung, but the sting was delicious. I moaned a plea and
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