[COMPLETED] Mila Wilson is quiet, anxious and a little bit of a mess. When she finally starts college despite her mental health issues, she meets the dark, mysterious, yet intriguing Jace Evans, who is covered in tattoos and the most beautiful boy s...
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His words snap me back to reality for a second, like they do so often. I don't want to let go, not yet. "No, I..." I say as I open my eyes and lay my hand on his to stop him. "Not before.." I add, but can't finish the sentence. I'm terrible at talking dirty, I feel silly for even trying.
"What is it, Mila?" Jace asks innocently. He knows exactly what I want. "Say it" he almost demands, like he needs to hear the words out of my mouth. He waited so long for this, longer than I ever thought he would.
"I... want you tonight" I say quietly, as my cheeks heat up once again.
Before I even finished the sentence, Jace's hand reaches my face, as he touches it gently. "If that's what you want" he whispers back to me. I stare back into his eyes and nod slowly.
Jace presses his lips onto mine once again. The warmth deep inside me rises. My right hand makes its way over to the rim of his sweatpants. I let my finger slide over it gently, torturing him like he tortured me earlier. His whole body tenses right way.
"Don't tease me" he breathes out sternly.
I decide to obey and slide my hand into his pants slowly. I wrap my hand around him, as Jace's body tenses for the second time today. His lips are still sucking on my neck, encouraging me to move my hand up and down.
After a little while, I decide to pick up my pace, stroking his tip with my thumb every time I reach the top. "Just like that" Jace moans on my neck. He finds my sensitive area once again, as we're both working on each other with our hands. Even though I have a good height, I feel tiny under his torso and huge body. I feel safe, protected and most importantly; I feel amazing.
When Jace slides two fingers into me again, I have to let out more moans. I can't control myself. I pull on Jace's pants, wanting him to take them off. I don't think I've ever been more ready. Jace quickly slides his pants down his legs and throws them onto the floor, where all of our clothing is scattered.
When he comes back up to me, he starts caressing my chest gently, cupping it with his right hand. With the other hand, he reaches for the drawer in his nightstand. I hear the sound of plastic. Nightstand drawer, the classic.
Jace's eyes find mine. "Are you sure?" he asks me sincerely, trying to find any hint of doubt in my eyes. I can't bring out any words, so I once again nod my head instead. "Okay" he answers, opening the package of the condom with his teeth. He quickly slides it on and lays one lower arm on each side of my head, hovering over me.
His lips find mine, while one of his arms makes its way south. He draws another circle on my area, sliding one finger into me to make sure I'm ready. "Tell me whenever you want me stop" Jace says to me.
"Okay" I whisper back, surprised that even one word was able to leave my mouth. I feel Jace entering me slowly, as my eyes close shut to feel everything more intense. He's not having it.
