Body Checked By My Straight Captain Chapter 18
Jace’s smile widens in the mirror. His hand slides from my hip to my waist.
Slow. Testing.
He presses me harder against the sink.
Nothing like Connor.
Connor touches me like he wants me. Jace touches me like he wants to ruin me.
His mouth drags along my neck. His teeth scrape my skin.
A sound catches in my throat.
“Look at you. So wanton.”
“Shut up.”
“You keep saying that. But I don’t think you mean it…”
His hand moves lower. I catch his wrist.
Jace stops.
I could push him away.
Instead, I guide his hand back down.
His eyes meet mine in the mirror.
“Oh, Prince.”
“Don’t call me that.”
He laughs against my neck. Then his hips grind into me.
His hard length pressing into me.
Fuck.
I hate how different this feels. How much I want to know what happens next.
Jace turns me around. His hands grip my waist.
His mouth hovers over mine.
“Still want me to stop?”
My heart pounds.
“No.”
He kisses me. Hard. Hungry. Almost angry.
And God help me… I kiss him back.
Connor is still burning all over my skin.
Something in me snaps.
I bite Jace’s lower lip.
Hard.
He jerks back.
A bright bead of blood appears.
“Payback for the beer bottle down my throat.”
Jace touches the red with his thumb. Then grins.
Wide. Delighted. “Oh, fuck.”
He kisses me again. Rougher.
A fist pounds against the door.
“Blaine.” It’s Connor. Another bang. “Open it.”
Jace doesn’t move away.
Then Connor’s voice comes through again. Low and furious.
“I know he’s in there with you.”