Chapter 54 Running Wild (4)

• Jace’s mouth was a weapon, relentless and perfect, his lips locked around my clit as he sucked hard, pulling me apart piece by piece. My hips rocked against him, desperate, my moans echoing off the concrete walls of the changing room. His tongue flicked fast, then slow, teasing and torturing, and I could feel the pressure building, coiling tight in my core. My thighs clamped around his head, trembling, my fingers yanking at his hair as I chased that edge.
• “Jace—fuck, I’m so close,” I whimpered, my voice breaking, body arching off the bench. He groaned into me, the sound vibrating through my pussy, and sucked harder, his hands digging into my ass to hold me still. I was shaking, teetering, about to shatter—
• And then he pulled back. His mouth left me, wet and glistening, and I gasped, a frustrated cry slipping out as the cool air hit my throbbing clit. “What the—?” I started, but he was already moving, standing up, his jeans still bunched around his thighs. His cock was rock-hard, thick and ready, and before I could catch my breath, he grabbed my hips, yanking me to the edge of the bench.