Undone (The Unexpected Series Book 2) (15 page)

So, today, two weeks after Trent basically slammed the door in my face, will be the first time I’ll see him since then. And, most likely, Alex.

Alex.

I was shocked when I found out the girl inside the house was her. Trent has been really secretive on why he is allowing her to move in with him. Even Erin has no clue why he would let that abandoning whore back into their lives, but he has.

After all she did to him; I just can’t see why he would take her back.

I would say I am heartbroken, but I’m not. He’s a grown man making the choice to get his heart shattered again. I just don’t want to watch it happen, but today it seems I have no choice. We’re both in the wedding party, and we’re both required to attend.

“Sure.” I call back to Jace stopping mid-stride as he comes into view.

He looks delectable. From head to toe.

Damn.

As his body shifts towards mine, I watch the fabric of his khaki pants rub across is toned thighs and with just enough tightness to them that I can just make out the outline of his dick. His pecs are screaming against the material of his green polo shirt that makes his eyes the shade of the most beautiful of emeralds. He’s smiling at me with a smirk that says ‘I’ve been caught’.

“Keep looking at me like that, Noelle, and we won’t leave,” he declares and wraps his gentle hands around my waist, backing me up to the counter.

His nose dips down to just below my ear and trails an invisible line down to the crease of my neck. He knows it drives me crazy. I lean my head back to give him more access.

“Tell me, Noelle.” Jace halts all physical contact and bores his eyes into mine, the dark green shade showing me he’s determined. “Tell me you want me.”

“Jace.” I sigh. “I want you, but I don’t want our first time to be a quickie.”

“There are other things we could do, baby,” he says nipping at my ear lobe.

A spark shoots through my body. I push his hands away and unzip his pants. I reach down and grab his girth, and I’m taken back at just how big he is.

“Move to the couch, this might get messy.” I wink at him and slowly progress to the living room.

Before he can sit I pull his pants and boxers down around his ankles and playfully push him onto the couch. Lowering myself to my knees I watch as his eyes go wide with desire. I brace myself and stroke him again licking the top of it then I take all of him into my mouth. It’s soft and smooth, and I can taste the precum seeping out.

His hands grip my hair and as they tighten the ringing of the door bell kills the moment.

Jace mutters a ‘fuck’ and I take my mouth off of him and stand up.

“Expecting someone?” He asks as I throw his boxers at him to cover up.

I shake my head no but then say, “Just a package of blue balls.”

He shoots me a dirty look. “Very funny.”

I answer the door, finding the UPS guy and get rid of the interruption quickly.

When I turn around he is standing, motioning for me to go back on my knees. I kneel down and stroke him a few times.

Most women see this as a position of submission. I see it as a position of power. I hold his pleasure in my hands…and my mouth.

“Want to finish what you started, Noelle? You can’t leave me like this,” he says grabbing the bottom of my chin and lifting my face up. I nod, and he takes that as his cue to pull my bottom lip down and slip his cock back into my mouth.

I grab the back of his ass as he grasps my hair in one of his hands and starts to move in and out slowly. My grip on him tightens as I look up at his face and find he’s watching. I make a humming noise, and he lets out a moan. His rough voice causes something to snap and I go into a frenzy. I can’t get enough of him, and I love having the power. I can tell he won’t last long, and I’m going to make sure of it.

My grip on his ass tightens, and I push him into my mouth setting a faster pace.

“Noelle, don’t do that. I’m going to cum in your mouth if you keep that up,” he says but the grip on my hair wound so tight it almost hurts, tells me he doesn’t want me to stop.

I pull him into me faster, using my tongue everywhere, until he’s fucking my mouth. An unearthly moan comes out of him and I can feel he’s on the edge. He tries to pull away but my hands keep his ass firmly in place.

“Noelle, stop! Shit! I’m coming,” he exclaims…and then does. He explodes inside my mouth and fills it, hitting the back of my throat. I take it like a woman and swallow every single drop. I climb up onto his lap straddling him. He looks satisfied and his green eyes are now calm and sedated.

“I was nervous about today and seeing all of your friends, but you’ve managed to calm me down,” he says rubbing my thighs up and down.

“You have nothing to worry about.” I reassure him.

He stands, and I am brought back up to my feet as he walks me sideways past the coffee table. He grabs his clothes off the floor, and I can’t help but check out his absolutely fantastic ass. I think he realizes what position he is in because he stands straight up and turns quickly. I start to laugh at the fact that I just gave him a blow job, and he’s a little embarrassed by me seeing his naked ass.

“A man really doesn’t want to hear his girl laughing at him while he’s naked.” Jace jokes while pulling his boxers and pants on.

“I’m not laughing at your body, I’m laughing at your embarrassment,” I say walking towards his half dressed body and glide my hands up his abs and chest bringing them to rest on his shoulders.

He grabs my right hand and entwines his fingers with mine bringing them up to his lips while his eyes stay on me.

“Stand in front of the couch,” he commands and I hesitantly do it. I’m not one for being told what to do.

He kneels in front of me and takes off one of my shoes and then the other. “Lift your dress up.”

“Jace, I don’t…” I try to argue.

“Trust me, baby. I just want to return the favor. Lift. It. Up. Please.”

When I do he takes one of my legs and places it on top of his shoulder exposing my turquoise lace boy shorts and I have to put my hands on top of his head to hold me in place. He brings mouth close to the apex of my thigh and lightly kisses it.

I can feel his hot breath through the fabric, and it sets my body on fire. I grab onto the little bit of hair he has and throw my head back as he licks the thin material between his tongue and my now soaking wet core.

“Oh, God. Jace.” I moan as he puts more pressure on me.

“I’d like to move this tiny scrap here,” he says running his finger up and down the lace between my legs. “Only if you beg.”

I’m not begging.

He continues his torture of breathing and licking and now suctioning, and it’s almost painful how good it feels. It’s a big tease, and I can feel myself ready to come but there just isn’t enough friction. I shamelessly push myself into his mouth to get myself closer, and he moves away. He knows what he is doing, and he wants me to beg.

I need to stop this. I should stop this. There is no way in HELL I’m stopping this.

“Damn! Jace!” I yell out in frustration.

“Yes, baby.” I can feel the grin on his mouth.

“MOVE IT! Move it over and make me come,” I yell out realizing I have zero willpower right now.

“Yes ma’am.” He growls and lightly pushes me on the couch so my ass is at the edge.

In a frantic pace he is ripping my panties off and spreading my legs wide open. He slides his hands up from my knees to the crease between my legs and uses his thumbs to spread my lips apart. I can’t look anymore, and I squeeze my eyes shut.

“Oh, Noelle. You are so fucking wet.” He blows on me and then I feel him lick from the opening up to my clit. My body jolts up off the couch and he puts one of his thumbs inside me. It feels like pure heaven and just when I think I can get off on just his thumb he latches onto my clit like a vacuum.

“Holy fucking shit, Jace!” I scream.

He continues his suction and inserts a second thumb. No one has ever done that to me, and it feels amazing. He pulses them in and out and sucks on me at the same pace, and it’s not long before I feel the buildup.

I think he can tell because that fucker slows the pace.

“Will you fucking move? I need to come,” I yell again and he laughs.

This shit is not funny!

“Noelle, you…” And he doesn’t finish. What he does is send my horny ass over the edge. Taking his thumbs out, he places three fingers in and bites down lightly on my clit. I have no time to warn him. I sit straight up and push his face harder into me and scream out his name while riding out a fantastic, fucking orgasm.

He pulls back to look at my sedated body. “Please, Noe,” he begs, and I’m instantly annoyed knowing where this is going…again.

I draw out a sigh, and I push on his chest. He backs up a little defeated, and I flatten my turquoise halter dress down my thighs.

“Please, don’t start this again, Jace. Not right now.” My eyes won’t leave the wall behind him.

I have no reason to deny his request; that we be exclusive.

It’s been only him now for two weeks, though I have to wait at least one more before I let him do the other things to me he keeps promising.

Like making love to my body in every position possible.

He thinks it’s because I want to take things slow, not that what we just did was slow.

I know better. My one man per month rule is keeping me from going any further than third base with him and that month is about to come to a close. I don’t dare tell him my real reason. I know Trent didn’t plant a seed but it’s better to be safe than on Maury.

“I’m sorry. I know it’s been a while since you’ve had an exclusive boyfriend. I just want to make sure that you are mine and only mine.” His fingers gently lift my chin up and his soft lips brush against mine. “I told you no pressure and I’m not breaking that promise. I won’t push anymore.”

“Okay,” I whisper and place another kiss on his pouting lips. They are so soft and warm.

Every now and then, like right at this moment, I start to feel guilty. Those times where I’m with Jace but Trent pops into my head. The times where I’m kissing Jace and Trent’s brown eyes appear out of nowhere.

I know Trent still affects me and maybe that’s the real reason I can’t let Jace all the way in. Mentally and physically.

We’ve had a great couple of weeks together and it’s been drama free. Deciding to let him in was an easy choice since Trent made his decision and Jace and I just click really well together.

Jace slaps the side of my ass playfully. “Okay, let’s go, I’ll drive.”

I push away from him standing up and leaving my shredded panties on the floor, and we head out.

Walker and Erin paid for the attendees of the engagement party to enjoy a Cubs game from the rooftop seats in a building across from Wrigley Field. You aren’t in the stadium but you can walk around, get a drink from the bar in the back, and watch the game at leisure without the drunks in the bleachers.

Unfortunately, instead of getting to wear our sports attire we have to wear dress up casual. It is an engagement party after all.

We’re one of the first to arrive, and I’m thankful for the glass of wine Jace immediately brings me. Moscato, my favorite. We’re starting to become as close to a real couple as we can without the title. He knows what I like, what I don’t and most of my quirks. As I take the last sip, the hair on my neck stands up and my body freezes. I don’t have to see him to know that he arrived.

Trent.

Jace stiffens next to me, and I know he sees him too. Both of us have successfully managed to avoid him recently.

“Do you want another glass?” Jace asks lovingly placing his hand on the small of my back. A territorial move. At this moment, it feels foreign though our numerous dates and physical contact should make it routine.

I nod, and he lets go walking towards the bar, leaving me feeling like a deer in the woods during hunting season. I swiftly walk to catch up with him not wanting to be left alone but am ambushed by Erin, who looks stunning in her white, spaghetti strap sundress. She’s glowing.

“Noelle, thank you for your help putting this together. I would have never thought we could have an entire party up here.” She leans in to hug me, and I can’t help but mimic her contagious smile.