When Rayne Falls (Work in Progress)

When Rayne Falls- Chapter Ten

Hey, sorry it took me so long to update; college life is hard! However, I have a chapter. It's not my best but I think it's decent and I'm excited at some of the character development I have, especially in these few pages.

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Jace's POV

I kissed his lips roughly, and he obliged with the same ferocity.

The ice cream was melting on the counter, and we hadn't even tasted any of it. I couldn't care less. All I wanted to taste was him.

I picked him up off the counter, wrapping his legs around my hips. I had some height on him, and he was so small to me. Carrying him was nothing.

I carried him out of the kitchen and to my room, where I kicked my door shut and fell onto him on the bed. I could hear the breathless sighs coming from his mouth in between our kisses and it lit every nerve in my body on fire.

"God, you're so fucking sexy, Rayne," I murmured against his lips before pulling back to look at him.

His black hair was messy and tousled, his cheeks were flushed and his lips were swollen. His eyes were my new favorite shade of green. They were bright and vibrant and staring right back at me. His lips pulled up into a smile that made me feel ways I had never felt before.

"You think I'm sexy?" he asked, his accent making me weaker than I cared to admit. His voice was husky and quiet, almost like a caress.

"I think you're the most beautiful person I've ever known." I said, and I meant it. Fuck first and second dates. I didn't need time to know that I loved this boy, and I had for a while. I saw something flicker in his eyes and then he kissed me again, softer this time; not rushed or breathless. It was sweet. But then he was pushing me off of him lightly, so I rolled onto my side watching him.

"Jace... I like you. I can admit it now. But I don't want to move too fast." he said, staring down at his hands, almost as if he were afraid I wouldn't want him if I didn't agree. I reached over and grabbed his hand gently.

"I know. I'm sorry. I can be aggressive," I confessed with a sheepish smile.

"I just don't need a relationship built on sex-"

"Rayne, I'm not in it for sex. I love being with you. You make me feel things I didn't know I was capable of feeling." I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed. I wasn't the type to express my feelings much. I was moving too fast for him and it was weirding him out.  

"I just mean that if this is going to work we have to take it one date at a time. No sex. I like kissing you though," he added with a small smile. I smiled back.

"I don't need sex." I said, watching him. He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, but I know it's something you enjoy."

"That doesn't mean I'm not willing to wait for it."

"So we're going to have sex eventually?" he asked in a playful tone. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Rayne, shut up. We'll take it "one date at a time" and I'm going to prove to you that I like every part of you. It's not a physical thing."

"What if I have a small penis?" he asked with mock seriousness. I stared at him and deliberately let my eyes trail down his body to the bulge between his thighs.

"Even if it is small, which I don't think it is, I'm sure it's perfect." I answered.

"Wrong. You're supposed to say size doesn't matter." he grinned. I lifted myself up and pulled him into my arms, kissing the top of his head.