Is it already that time? Two weeks and counting until the release of Hot and Sinful Nights! I thought it might be time to spoil you with one of the hotter scenes from the book!
“I’m going to get out of these contacts, and into something less constricting. Um, where are my bags?” She looked around the front of the bus.
“In my room.” Jace said with a wicked grin.
“Oh. I thought I was just going to stay on the couch again.” She shrugged. It had been a long night but Sol was ready to play if Jace was. She stretched her arms as far as possible in the bus, her chest rising higher, making Jace drool.
“Not after last night.” He whispered against her ear.
“Oh,” Sol headed into the bathroom to take out her contacts. There was a rap on the door and she cracked it. Jace was standing there with her sweats and a grin.
“Let me in. I need to piss!” He pleaded.
Opening the door, Sol let him in, while attempting to move out of the small room, only to have Jace push her back and shut and lock the door behind her. He was smiling at her, making her melt. Sol didn’t have many options on this one. Try to open the door and leave Jace in peace, or change there in front of him?
Deciding she didn’t have much of a choice, Sol started stripping with Jace staring at her, licking his lips. Smiling deviously at him, she slowly hooked her thumbs into her pants, shimmying out of them until she was standing with her clothes in a pool at her feet, and Jace drooling. Slowly she unhooked her bra, dropping it in the pile at her feet, waiting for Jace to make a move.
He made his move so fast Sol was knocked off her feet and against the door of the bathroom before she knew what was happening. Jace was running kisses along her neck and chest, suckling, licking, caressing her body. Sol moaned, arching against the door, clinging to the tiny counter for support as Jace travelled down her body, before he hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, causing her to bang her head on the door.
“Jace… fuck… what about… mmm, god… they’ll… ahh… hear… us,” Sol was barely able to gasp out.
“Who fucking cares?” Jace growled, biting the inside of Sol’s thigh, making her bite her lip to hold back a scream as she arched back against the door again. Sol slammed her fist into the door, trying not to come apart against the door, finding it almost impossible when Jace slid his fingers against her slick opening.
Sol groaned as Jace licked his way back up her body, stopping to bite along her neck, before kissing her deeply, removing his hand with a quick swipe across her core, breaking her, causing her to cry out her release into his mouth.
Grinning, Jace grabbed Sol under her ass, picking her up, and wrapping her quivering legs around his waist. She moaned as he pushed her into the door, pinning her arms above her head again with one hand, reaching between them with the other to unzip his pants.
“I can’t help the fact I need you, and didn’t feel like waiting for you to come back for your clothes. Hope you’re ready for the ride.” Jace said as Sol nodded against his chest, her breathing erratic as he filled her in one movement, making her scream out.
Sol rode the constant wave of pleasure as Jace took her to another level of pleasure, as the door shook, as she moaned and screamed her constant release, no longer caring if the band heard them. She only cared about one thing. The high of the orgasmic release after the concert, and it was a million times better when you had been on stage.
Sol locked her ankles as she rode the wave another time, opening her eyes to look into Jace’s, seeing him close to her, not far behind her. She braced, waiting to crash until he did. Finally, Jace shuddered, jerking unsteadily, and Sol let the tsunami take her to a level higher than she had ever ridden it before.
She cried his name as he grunted hers and they came crashing to earth together, a slick, sweaty mess on the small bathroom floor, cheers from the band the only noise aside from their labored breathing and pounding hearts.
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