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My throat ran dry at the intensity of his gaze as he stared at me, and I swallowed on nothing. I tore my gaze away from him and turned to the bartender. I didn’t want to think about Jace or what he was doing at the club. It wasn’t my business, last I checked. He could do whatever he wanted, and the only one who got to ask was Scarlett, his girlfriend, not me.I groaned and requested another shot from the young bartender. He nodded and poured it in for me, and I quickly picked it up and drank. I needed to numb the thoughts going through my head. The reason I came out was to live, have fun, and do away with the thought of the man named Jace Henshaw II, and now here he was, ruining my night. I couldn’t let him mess this up. I would not forgive myself if I spent the night thinking about Jace.I dropped from the stool before the counter where I had sat for ten minutes, and I felt my breast bounce around a little in the dress as I wore no bra in it.I turned around, and my heart almost leapt
Why would he take me to his house? What was his plan? Questions ran through my head, and I said nothing until he pulled up before his penthouse.Perhaps his place would be the best place to spend the night, especially after the night I had had. If seen by Lyon this way, he would want to know what happened, and all hell would break loose when he did. I didn’t want the event to escalate more than it had. I just wanted to put it all in the past and move on.“We are at your place,” I said, my first words since entering the car twenty-five minutes ago.He didn’t look at me; he just nodded, “Yes.” He got down and came over to my side of the car. He reached out and opened it for me, and I stepped out.I’ve been here before. It was my next place to go home growing up. The memories of him helping me out with a few of my home projects rushed into my head. I still remember both of us in the house talking for hours about life and growing up. I remembered giggling non-stop at his corny jokes while
“I thought about you as well.” I moaned out, my mouth meeting his neck and littering kisses there. He shuddered. “I woke up to the thoughts of you!” I said with a shaky voice, “and slept with only you on my mind.”He pulled his mouth away from my shoulder to stare into my eyes. He beheld me with so much desire that it shook my entire being. His mouth was relentless in the passionate kiss it unleashed on mine. I kissed back fiercely, and my hands clung to the nape of his neck.Without breaking the loss, he slid his hands down to cup the swell of my breast, his thumb brushing over the tips that hardened into a tight, aching bud under the dress.With no bra as a shield, the dress did little to protect my breasts, and now that I am touching them with the dress, it gives almost the same feeling as without the dress on.After over a minute of undivided attention to my breast, he pulled down the dress, slipping his hand over mine to reveal the real thing to his eyes. His lust flared, and his
He laughed softly before pulling at his shirt and tossing it onto the floor. He didn’t give me time to analyse his now-naked upper body because he gripped his trousers, unzipped them, and pulled them off the next second.He let me feast my eyes on him. His shoulders were broad and hard. His chest was slightly hairy and muscled up, and his abs were rigid with fine muscles. He had a broad upper body and a narrow waist. There was a delicious v-line I wanted to trace my tongue over, and it continued into his boxer brief.My throat ran down as he was left in nothing more than his boxer briefs. He looked full, and I knew he would be enormous. I swallowed, but I willed myself to finish what I started. “Please continue.”He gripped the waistband of his trousers and pulled it down his powerful, hairy legs, and when he came back up, he stood naked as the day he was born.I dreaded looking up because I knew what waited for me was something monstrous. But this was what I asked for, and I couldn’t
Blissful moments are fleeting, I thought, as I no longer felt Jace’s arms around me. They were there when I fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, and they helped me relax and sleep easily. He had to make sure to take everything I had to give and even more every time he went again until I no longer could.The fourth orgasm had been my hardest yet, and I could no longer feel my legs. Jace had me down on my hands and knees while he took me from behind. He was relentless, like a starving beast, wanting nothing but his satisfaction. I didn’t complain. I loved every moment, despite the energy it took from me.I remembered him gathering me into his strong arms so that my back pressed against his chest. He also dropped kisses on my shoulders before my eyes closed.My lashes fluttered open, and my eyes strain from not having as much sleep as I needed. I couldn’t go back to get more, though. Jace wasn’t beside me. I had spent only a few hours in his arms, and I was already addicted to t
Despite his worry, Lyon didn’t nag me about where I was last night or why I didn’t come home. He was just glad I was home safe. He asked where I was, and I told him I was with a guy, and I watched him struggle not to get all possessive. He nodded and asked if I used protection, and I told him I did.Jace didn’t use protection for his last penetration, and he had released inside me, but I was on pills, so the only thing I had to worry about now was him being clean. How weird! I didn’t think about that until Lyon asked.I apologise for getting him worried, just like Jace told me to do. He shook his head and told me he was glad I was safe.I entered my room and threw myself into the bed. My smile and happiness did not decrease. I was on top of the world, finally with the man of my dreams. It couldn’t get any better.The memories we made were better than all the ones I’d imagined with him since I was sixteen. The wait was indeed worth it, and I knew this was just the beginning.This time l
Getting punished for my “misbehaviour” at the dinner table was not what I expected, but I wouldn’t say I didn’t like it. Jace texted me to come over to his place after clinical, adding that there was so much we needed to catch up on. I held a goofy smile on my face after reading the message, and I knew tonight would not be like other nights.After work, I drove over to his place as instructed, and as I made my way in, I felt giddy, almost like a schoolgirl about to go meet her crush at the basketball court after school. Usually, the stress of the day leaves me worn and exhausted, so I wouldn’t have the strength to do anything but eat and sleep, but I had so much energy stored up in anticipation of what was to come.I entered the living room, and I didn’t see a trace of Jace anywhere. After calling out to him a few times and getting no response, I dialled his number.The call went through, and he picked up immediately. “Jace.”“Look up,” he said.My head lifted as instructed, and I foun
“Turn around.” He instructed, and I did as I was told, pulling myself up to now be on both hands and knees. I still had my pants and bra on, but I felt exposed to him—even more exposed than I felt days ago in this position.Perhaps that was because Jace didn’t have punishment in mind when he asked me to turn around then, as he does now. He was also naked, whereas now he still stood fully dressed. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me closer to himself, and I heard him take a deep breath.He grabbed a fistful of my cheeks and pulled them apart as if he wanted to penetrate my hole with his tongue. “You are my good girl, but you will get punished if you do not behave yourself.” He said and the next thing I knew, I felt a hard sting on my left cheek.I gasped as pain shot from my cheek to the rest of my body. I tried to pull away, but he didn’t let me; his grip on my waist kept me still.“Do not move!” He said and, as if under some compulsion, I stayed still.He delivered another ha
“Wake up already!” Darcy tugged on Elle’s shoulder, but she only turned to the other side and continued as if she felt nothing. “Come on already. If you don’t wake up, you’ll be late for your graduation!”Estelle’s eyes snapped open at the last word, and she pulled herself up to sit down, a yawn leaving her mouth. She rubbed at her still sleepy eyes as they settled into awakening.Darcy had been staying with her the last couple of days, heading towards her graduation. She wanted to be present for the celebration and took leave from work to be beside her and support her.The graduation, as planned, would have been held a month ago, but Lyon and Jace stepped in to request a shift. Their positions and impact on the university made the heads consider their request.The vice chancellor, Mr Phillips, intends that Estelle is important to them as well since she has been heavily involved in the institution’s affairs since joining, and they wouldn’t mind going out of their way for her. It was pe
Jace was barely out of the shower when his phone rang. He walked over to the bed stand where he kept his phone with only the white towel around his waist and glanced at it. The caller ID read Lyon, and he wasted no time in answering the call.“Hello, Lyon.”“Elle is awake,” was all he said before ending the call.Jace arrived at the hospital thirty minutes later. He had made plans to meet with the board of directors this morning and discuss prospects for the company amidst his battles with the authorities. However, he changed those plans after getting a call from Lyon about Elle’s awakening. He called his PA, Becky, and asked to have the meeting shifted from nine a.m. to eleven a.m.It was a sudden change but a necessary one, and he took advantage of that and headed for the hospital, where the woman he loved waited for him. His heart raced in excitement with every minute that went by, and he wanted to see her. He needed to and couldn’t wait to be in the same room with her.He came to t
Elle could hear faint voices from not so far away as her consciousness returned. Her heavy lashes pulled apart, and her eyes fixed on the ceiling, trying to wrap her head around her environment and also how she got here. She heard the heart monitor beeping on her left side. Beside it was an IV pole stand holding a drip bag hung on top of it, which was connected to her left hand through its little tube.She stared around, trying to figure out her environment. She figured she was in the hospital, which meant something bad had happened. She wondered how bad it was and how long it had been since she had been in the hospital. Her head hurts a little, and they made her eyes dim.She stared around, despite her pain, and found someone beside her with his head lowered and his hand holding onto her right hand. She knew it was Lyon—his hair, his touch, and the smell of him.Her head hurt a little when she tried to recall the past event that brought her here. Could it have been that bad? She wonde
The next dayJace couldn’t remember the last time he was here, but his mother had spoken about doing this when things got out of hand. After silently waiting a few hours in the waiting room, he left for the hospital chapel a few wards away to his right. Things had gotten out of hand, first with Elle and then his name, which would affect his company eventually. The investigation was still ongoing, and he was still the prime suspect, as the only thing he had against Orlando was his words.Two days ago, following Julian’s advice, he hired a private detective on the case to look into things and find the blind spot of the entire event. His back was against the wall with every passing day since the accident, and he had to get one step ahead.There was still no positive news from the doctor on Elle’s case, and as long as she was here, he knew he could not function properly. She had to wake up, if not for anything. At least she had to wake up to make his life hell a little longer.He stepped i
Jace found his seat, being too weak to stand around for long after the doctor took his leave. Lyon, however, stood at the door, staring at him like he was some sort of monster. Lyon blamed him for his daughter’s state, and Jace couldn’t fault him. He blamed himself as well, and he would never stop blaming himself.It was barely a minute after the doctor left the room when two men walked into the waiting room. Jace moved his attention to them, wondering what they were doing and what it was they wanted.It turned out they had begun the investigation into the accident at the scene and had now come to the hospital to ask questions.“Mr Henshaw,” the first man called out, stepping forward and digging his hand into his pocket to pull out his badge. “I am Detective Rivers, and this is my partner, Detective Moore. We need to ask you a few questions.”Jace and Lyon told them everything that had happened to the best of their knowledge. When they asked what happened to Jace’s face, he told them i
“What happened?” he asked as they pulled away from the hug.Darcy shook her head, wiping her face. “I don’t know. She called four hours ago but never spoke, and all I heard was a bang followed by a crashing sound when I called her name. She didn’t speak, and when I called back, she didn’t pick up.” She explained. “I tracked her location with Dylan’s help and gave it to the emergency line, which I called immediately after. It’s been two hours since we came here.”Jace nodded his head at Dylan, who stood behind Darcy, and he nodded back. “How is she?” he asked, despite dreading the answer.“She’s been in the ICU since she came in.” She answered, “The doctor’s first call was to stabilise her. Since she did her last clinical here, they took her as one of their own.”“Where is she?” Lyon’s voice boomed through the hallway as he stormed out of the elevator and towards where they stood. “Where is my daughter?” He asked again, this time turning to the nurse at the counter to ask.“What’s her n
Jace had woken up with a wide smile on his face this morning, knowing what today meant. It was Ellen’s evaluation, and knowing her too well, he had confidence she would crush it. He could not wait to see her. Yes, he had a party to plan, but she was important.Lyon’s appearance yesterday had changed things, but Jace remained optimistic. He didn’t think they would make it through one month of staying away from each other, but they did, and now he was certain they would make it through.He had also kept his eyes out for news and gossip outlets to see what about him was on the news each day. Although he trended a few times in the past month, it was because he gained major deals and broke a record in the UK with the Henshaw Trust.Nothing about his personal life was known.A few sites hinted that he hadn’t been seen with any woman since he came to Oxford, and they wrote about him turning a new leaf. He almost agreed with the site when they speculated he had had a fill with the female gende
After ending the call with the attendant, Estelle came downstairs only to find Lyon there, as if he’d heard the call as well. He looked calm for a man who almost incapacitated another and had the rage of flipping the entire house upside-down last night. However, his knuckles didn’t look good. They were sore and needed medical attention, which he hadn’t given them yet. She worried for him, but her worry for Jace overshadowed her and fixed her mind on what was important. He asked if she was going somewhere, and she told him she was going to Jace, but before he could object, she told him she wasn’t returning to her room. She planned on going to him, and that was what she was going to do. He asked her if Jace was worth her defiance of his instructions, and she told him she loved him. He stepped out of the way without another utterance of words, and she ran out of the house to her car. She drove off, speeding just to get to her destination. Estelle arrived at the lounge lot and got out o
Lyon and Elle drove home in silence, neither of them willing to speak to the other. They were both mad at each other’s actions. Elle was mad at Lyon because he had given into his fury and turned into a man she didn’t know. Lyon was mad at Elle because she had left him in the dark, and she and Jace both made him out as a fool in their doing.They could barely bring themselves to even look at each other. As soon as the car stopped before the penthouse, Elle got down and walked over to it, and Lyon followed behind her. She entered the house but didn’t lock the door. This was his house, and she couldn’t lock him out of it even though she wanted to. Darcy wanted to come over after the celebration ended, but after the fiasco at the party, she knew her friend would not come back today. She would stay at her fiancé’s place until the smoke cleared.“How long has it been going on?” Lyon asked with a furious voice as she made her way towards her bedroom.She halted but didn’t turn to look at him.