Celeste

“That won’t be possible, Cel,” he declared. “I can’t promise you that.”

I laughed. Yes, he was right. How could I be so selfish, thinking I could have him all to myself?

I walked to his chair, my eyes locked with his. “Cel,” Jace whispered as I sat on his lap.

“What is it?” I asked as I caressed his skin with the tip of my finger. “Do you need something?”

I knew what I was doing to him. I sat on his lap, grinding my ass on his cock. His hands hovered at my hips, tense, unsure whether to pull me closer or push me away. The air...