Midnight Craving: Midnight Vice, Book 1 (9 page)

That had to mean something, didn’t it? Or was it just Jace taking advantage of his last chance for a taste

of her? Whatever the reason, Isla had to know. She couldn’t live another day wondering if maybe…

Fingers flexing, Isla lifted her hand to the door. She hesitated and considered tucking tail and running.

Refusing to give in to her cowardly inclination, Isla sucked it up and knocked. An agonizing wait followed.

Would he answer?

The metallic screech of the deadbolt sent her heartbeat into overdrive. Her pulse pounded against her

eardrums. Knees weak, Isla hoped he wouldn’t send her away before she had a chance to talk to him. The

door swung inward, revealing Jace, barefoot in a pair of jeans and a dark grey tee, its thin fabric stretched

across his muscled chest and bulging biceps. Visions of Jace leaning over her, arms rippling, hips snapping

as he fucked her filtered through her mind.
Oh, God.

“Isla!” Jace’s astonished tone was easily detected. “What—what are you doing here?”

She swallowed hard. “I needed to see you.”

Her simple reply appeared to surprise him for the tiniest of moments. With a stiff nod, Jace steeled his

facial expression and stepped aside. “Come in.”

As Isla slipped past him, she caught the tantalizing scent of his soap and his uniquely male smell. Her

tummy flip-flopped as she remembered his sudsy hands caressing her curves and sliding between her

thighs. The door shut behind her, and it took every ounce of her willpower not to shove him up against it to

ravish him. She inhaled a settling breath and turned to face him, hoping she could find the right words to

say what needed to be said.

Jace leaned against the door looking ever-so-devilishly handsome. She could feel his heated gaze raking

over her ruffled blue skirt and orange tank top. Their eyes met briefly and quickly separated.

“So,” Jace said carefully, “you needed to see me.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because.”

An amused smile playing upon his lips, Jace cocked his head. “Because?”

This was it. Isla lifted her gaze to his face and locked eyes with him. “Because I think I love you.”

Jace’s arms fell to his sides. Shock registered on the hard lines of his face. His lips faltered as he tried to

speak. His jaw ticked. “Think or know?”

There was no question. She knew absolutely and unequivocally. “I know.” She took a timid step

forward. “I love you, Jace.”

He put up his hands, as though unwilling to accept her admission. “Isla, the curse—”

“—is done. Finished. Jace, I love you, and sure, maybe it took that curse to push us together, but I truly

believe we would have found our way to one another eventually.”

Jaw tightening, Jace gulped. Isla thought she saw the faintest watery glimmer to those slate blue eyes.

“Isla,” his voice was strained, “are you sure? Please be sure.”

Finally understanding how incredibly afraid he was of rejection, Isla crossed the space between them.

Her hands shook as she cupped his face. His gaze bore into hers. “Jace, this is all me, and I’m telling you

that I love you.” She pressed a trembling kiss upon his lips. “I love you,” she whispered.

Jace made a sound of utter and complete desire that thrilled her to the very core. His arms wound

around her waist, crushing her to his hard body as his lips finally claimed hers in that kiss she’d been

craving so badly.

As their tongues danced, an electric shiver of white-hot heat rippled through Isla. Instinctively, she just

knew this was the universe’s way of confirming their fate as a couple. However bizarre their start, this was

simply meant to be.

When Jace’s hand slipped under her tank, Isla shuddered. His rough warm hands slid across the flat

span of her tummy and up toward her breasts. Already her tingling nipples stood fully erect, poking

through the cotton fabric. She’d worn no bra and was so incredibly glad she hadn’t. Jace cupped the weight

of her left breast and rubbed his thumb across the stiff peak. She sucked on his lower lip and ran her hands

down his washboard abs. Her fingers wasted no time in unsnapping the button closure of his jeans or

lowering the zipper.

With an impish grin, Isla slipped her hand into his pants and groped his erect penis through his boxer

briefs. Jace groaned against her mouth. The low rumble made her melt. She squeezed her thighs together as

her pussy clenched with need.

Later
, Isla thought, and slowly knelt in front of Jace. He’d made her feel so good so many times. Now

she wanted to return the favor.

As if unwrapping a present, Isla peeled down Jace’s boxer briefs and tugged his jeans out of the way.

His thick throbbing cock sprang free. She couldn’t help herself and flicked her tongue at the tip. Jace

sucked in a sharp breath and placed his hands against the door behind him. Smirking at the effect she had

on him, Isla loosely stroked his length and fondled his sac. She licked her lips and let a little saliva pool on

her tongue before taking just the head of his penis into her mouth. She molded her lips around him and

worked her mouth back and forth, letting a little more of his length slip between her lips each time.

Halfway down his cock, Isla experienced the sudden and overwhelming urge to take all of him.

Relaxing her jaw, she slid her mouth down his penis. When her nose bumped the crisp hairs, Jace grunted

with pleasure. Wanting him to know just how good she could make it for him, Isla slipped her tongue along

the underside of his cock as she moved back up and then quickly deep-throated him again. This time the tip

of her tongue bumped against his balls. Her gag reflex kicked in but she managed to muscle through it by

focusing on the sensation of her lover’s cock nestled in the far recess of her throat. She’d never shared

anything so intimate with any man before this. Just the thought of making him come in her mouth made her

so incredibly wet.

Teasingly slow, Isla slid her mouth back to the tip and concentrated on sucking the top quarter of his

cock. She pulled her mouth away just long enough to lick her palm. Her slick hand stroked his penis in the

opposite direction of her mouth while her other hand played with his sac. Jace’s hand tangled in her hair

but he didn’t make the slightest attempt to capture her face or try to forcefully ram his tool down her throat.

Instead, he seemed only to want to touch her.

“Oh, baby,” Jace murmured. “Fuck, you look so hot sucking on my cock.”

Isla loved it when he talked dirty like that. She hummed her appreciation around his penis. His hips

pumped subtly as he rose up on his toes to meet the movements of her mouth. Isla knew he was close and

picked up the pace. Her tongue slithered along his frenulum. She tightened the strokes of her hand. Jace

breathed heavily. His grip intensified on her hair. Isla wanted to see his face when he came. She glanced up

at him and that was all it took. Jace jerked suddenly and shuddered as his hot come splashed into her

mouth. Eyes locked with his, Isla savored his flavor and continued stimulating him until he begged her to

stop.

As she swallowed a mouthful of come, Jace collapsed back against the door and shook. His cock, the

glans shiny and wet, slowly deflated. The second he regained his composure, Jace bent down and swept her

right off the floor. He kissed her deeply as if wanting to cement their intimate bond. Like a man on a

mission, he carried her straight to his bedroom and set her down. Their lips still together, Isla let him

remove her clothing. Naked and needy, she crawled into the center of his bed and watched him hastily shirk

his garments.

An instant after his boxers hit the floor, Jace was on top of her. She reveled in the feeling of his weight

and heat pressing her down into the comforter. His lips danced across her chin and along the curve of her

neck. Closing her eyes, Isla enjoyed the sensation of his kisses against her collarbone and the swells of her

breasts. When he sucked her nipple between his lips, she arched into him. The teasing graze of his teeth

against the sensitive peak drove her wild. Heat flooded her womb.

At a torturous pace, Jace worked his way down her body, peppering her skin with kisses. When he

reached her toes, he coaxed her to roll over onto her belly. Jace started at her ankles and kissed, licked, and

sucked his way all the way back up to the nape of her neck. Straddling her thighs, he kneaded her derriere

and let his knuckles brush against her pulsing sex. Isla squirmed when the head of his cock bumped against

her cleft. She wanted to feel him inside her so badly.

Confusion colored her features as Jace lay down next to her. He reached for her and effortlessly

dragged her onto his chest. His hands disappeared into her hair as he slid his lips against hers and tongued

between them. When he broke the kiss, he looked positively sinful. “I want you to sit on my face.”

A ripple of shock reverberated through her body. “What?”

“Let me eat that pretty pink pussy, baby.”

Isla’s eyes widened at his filthy words. She’d never done
that
before but the excitement of trying

something so new and kinky turned her on big time. Smiling, she nodded. “Okay.”

A triumphant grin brightened Jace’s face. He helped her settle into position, guiding her hips as she

settled her knees beside his ears. She felt so incredibly open and vulnerable with her sex hovering just

inches above his face. Biting her lower lip, she experienced the tiniest tremble of uncertainty.

“It’s all right, Isla.” Jace caressed her lower back. “Just close those eyes and let go.”

Isla’s eyelids drifted together. She licked her lips in anticipation. Jace’s hands gently pulled her down

over his mouth. His nose nuzzled her folds before his tongue swiped her slit. She trembled as his tongue

found its way between her lips and flicked at her clit. Her hands drifted to her breasts, cupping and toying

with her nipples as Jace made love to her cunt. There was just something about straddling her lover’s

mouth that heightened the experience. Every lick and suckle seemed magnified a thousand times.

When Jace’s tongue dipped into her slick entrance, his nose brushed against her clit. She gasped at the

sensation of being tongue-fucked and stimulated at the same time. Her lower belly fluttered. There was no

stopping the involuntary snap of her hips. Passion overwhelmed Isla as she ground her pussy against Jace’s

mouth in an attempt to extract every single vibration of sensation from his movements. When his tongue

returned to her clit, she threw back her head and let all the moans and grunts escape. He sucked her clit

between his lips and ran the tip of his tongue over the sensitive nub.

Isla howled as her orgasm crashed down without warning. Wild and wanton, she gyrated over his

mouth, riding out the full force of her orgasm as Jace’s tongue incessantly flicked her clit.

Unable to take another moment of ecstasy, Isla slid back from his mouth and then collapsed onto her

side atop the comforter. Jace curled up against her back, his wet lips pressing the softest kisses to her

shoulder. His erection pressed into her backside. Isla shifted just enough and parted her thighs. Pushing

back against him, she lined up their bodies. His cock slid into her wet heat. Jace clasped her hip as he

rocked gently in and out of her slick pussy. Isla reached back and held onto him.

After a few moments of close contact, Jace pulled away and pressed Isla onto her back. She welcomed

him between her thighs and exhaled with pleasure as he slid inside of her. Elbow planted on the pillow next

to her head, Jace captured her mouth in a sensuous kiss as he thrust deeply. His languid pace allowed them

to enjoy the delightful sensations of their soft caresses and tender kisses.

Isla cupped the back of Jace’s head. He moved against her and stoked the fire within her core. With

every thrust, he hit just the right spot. She focused on the feeling of his pelvis rocking against her clit and

knew it wouldn’t be much longer before she exploded again.

Jace lifted his mouth from hers and gazed into her eyes. Isla found the emotion displayed in his eyes

breathtaking. An amber sheen flickered across his irises. His fingers brushed against her cheek, his thumb

moved across her lower lip. “God, I love you.”

Isla’s heart swelled in her chest. A satisfied smile curved her lips. “Say it again.” She begged in a

whisper.

“I love you,” Jace declared. His thrusts grew more powerful and quick. “I love you.”

Isla clung to his shoulders as the first shivers of orgasm rattled her body. Jace buried his face in her hair

and continued whispering his declaration of love as he sought his release. She shattered beneath him,

relishing the newfound heights of their passion. Jace followed quickly after her, his body going rigid as he

spilled his seed deep within her. Embracing her lover, Isla drew idle circles across the wide expanse of his