Day 25
My eyes stingwhen I finally pull myself out of bed at noon. Jace and I didn’t get back to the ranch until just as the sun started to rise this morning. Then, after helping me sneak back into my villa through the bathroom window, Jace followed me.
My lips were already chapped and puffy from making out all night. Not that I was about to tell him to stop. I could kiss him all day every day and never tire of the way his lips feel against mine.
His kisses had a way of making the world around us disappear. There was no stupid TV show. No cameras. No ex-boyfriend. Nothing mattered except the tiny bubble we were in.
Jace had truly planned everything to a T. He brought a blanket for us to sit on, one to wrap up in if it got too cold, wine, and snacks. We were able to sneak off the ranch undetected as far as we know. We only took one horse and made it down to the creek in record time.
For the first hour, things were pretty tame. We listened to the creek gently lap against the rocks as we stared up at the stars. Talked about our life outside the confines of the show. Got to know each other a little better. It wasn’t until Jace’s voice turned serious that I realized he was about to drop a bomb on me that I wasn’t prepared for.
I cut him off.
Well, my lips did.
I rolled on top of him and kept him from telling me whatever he was planning on. He didn’t fight me either. He let me have control over the situation, over the kiss.
Not for long, but long enough for me to feel comfortable.
No one was around. It was the first time we felt truly alone. That we had privacy.
Which also meant all bets were off.
I didn’t try and stop him when he lifted my shirt over my head, tossing it aside as his lips explored uncharted territory.
He didn’t stop me when I reached for the button of his jeans after removing his shirt.
In less than five minutes, we were both breathless and practically naked. I’d lost everything but my black thong and matching lace bra, a set I’d picked out for tonight just in case. Jace was only in his boxer briefs, a look I was beginning to appreciate more and more.
He asked me what I wanted, if I wanted to stop.
Knowing my words would only get jumbled, I shook my head, reached around, and undid the clasp of my bra. His eyes never left mine as it fell from my body, landing on the blanket between us.
The next few hours went by in slow motion. Jace’s body against mine, consuming me. Stealing my pleasure. Over and over again until I felt like I couldn’t go on.
He took that as a challenge and rose to the occasion.
Mind-blowing is the only way I can describe last night.
My body is sore and exhausted, but I can’t stop smiling. Especially when my phone vibrates on the nightstand.
JACE: Good morning, beautiful.
ME: It’s afternoon.
JACE: But it was a good morning, right?
ME: A very good morning.
JACE: I can come over and we can have a repeat if you want. I’m free until five o’clock.
ME: I don’t think anything will ever compare to last night. It was perfect.
JACE: Is that another challenge?
ME: Not at all. A simple fact. And yes, I’d love to see you before dinner tonight. How about we hang out in the hot tub, though. My body is a little sore.
JACE: Only a little? It sounds like I didn’t do my job well enough.