Claire

When Jace parked and we reached my house, I started fumbling with the keys in my hands. I was impatient. I knew what was coming. Me. And him. I pursed my lips not to giggle, but then I felt a slap on my ass and jumped. Jace pushed me into my door and took the keys from my grasp. He slid his hand in front of me and to the front of my shorts. It was his turn to glide it inside my panties and find my core. I whimpered, pushing my backside to him.

His fingers started rubbing my bud.

“Which one is it?” he breathlessly asked, the...