The Unexpected Series (Unexpected #1-3) (43 page)

“Move to the couch, this might get messy.” I wink at him and slowly progress to the living room.

Before he can sit I pull his pants and boxers down around his ankles and playfully push him onto the couch. Lowering myself to my knees I watch as his eyes go wide with desire. I brace myself and stroke him again licking the top of it then I take all of him into my mouth. It’s soft and smooth, and I can taste the precum seeping out.

His hands grip my hair and as they tighten the ringing of the door bell kills the moment.

Jace mutters a ‘fuck’ and I take my mouth off of him and stand up.

“Expecting someone?” He asks as I throw his boxers at him to cover up.

I shake my head no but then say, “Just a package of blue balls.”

He shoots me a dirty look. “Very funny.”

I answer the door, finding the UPS guy and get rid of the interruption quickly.

When I turn around he is standing, motioning for me to go back on my knees. I kneel down and stroke him a few times.

Most women see this as a position of submission. I see it as a position of power. I hold his pleasure in my hands...and my mouth.

“Want to finish what you started, Noelle? You can’t leave me like this,” he says grabbing the bottom of my chin and lifting my face up. I nod, and he takes that as his cue to pull my bottom lip down and slip his cock back into my mouth.

I grab the back of his ass as he grasps my hair in one of his hands and starts to move in and out slowly. My grip on him tightens as I look up at his face and find he’s watching. I make a humming noise, and he lets out a moan. His rough voice causes something to snap and I go into a frenzy. I can’t get enough of him, and I love having the power. I can tell he won’t last long, and I’m going to make sure of it.

My grip on his ass tightens, and I push him into my mouth setting a faster pace.

“Noelle, don’t do that. I’m going to cum in your mouth if you keep that up,” he says but the grip on my hair wound so tight it almost hurts, tells me he doesn’t want me to stop.

I pull him into me faster, using my tongue everywhere, until he’s fucking my mouth. An unearthly moan comes out of him and I can feel he’s on the edge. He tries to pull away but my hands keep his ass firmly in place.

“Noelle, stop! Shit! I’m coming,” he exclaims...and then does. He explodes inside my mouth and fills it, hitting the back of my throat. I take it like a woman and swallow every single drop. I climb up onto his lap straddling him. He looks satisfied and his green eyes are now calm and sedated.

“I was nervous about today and seeing all of your friends, but you’ve managed to calm me down,” he says rubbing my thighs up and down.

“You have nothing to worry about.” I reassure him.

He stands, and I am brought back up to my feet as he walks me sideways past the coffee table. He grabs his clothes off the floor, and I can’t help but check out his absolutely fantastic ass. I think he realizes what position he is in because he stands straight up and turns quickly. I start to laugh at the fact that I just gave him a blow job, and he’s a little embarrassed by me seeing his naked ass.

“A man really doesn’t want to hear his girl laughing at him while he’s naked.” Jace jokes while pulling his boxers and pants on.

“I’m not laughing at your body, I’m laughing at your embarrassment,” I say walking towards his half dressed body and glide my hands up his abs and chest bringing them to rest on his shoulders.

He grabs my right hand and entwines his fingers with mine bringing them up to his lips while his eyes stay on me.

“Stand in front of the couch,” he commands and I hesitantly do it. I’m not one for being told what to do.

He kneels in front of me and takes off one of my shoes and then the other. “Lift your dress up.”

“Jace, I don’t...” I try to argue.

“Trust me, baby. I just want to return the favor. Lift. It. Up. Please.”

When I do he takes one of my legs and places it on top of his shoulder exposing my turquoise lace boy shorts and I have to put my hands on top of his head to hold me in place. He brings mouth close to the apex of my thigh and lightly kisses it.

I can feel his hot breath through the fabric, and it sets my body on fire. I grab onto the little bit of hair he has and throw my head back as he licks the thin material between his tongue and my now soaking wet core.

“Oh, God. Jace.” I moan as he puts more pressure on me.

“I’d like to move this tiny scrap here,” he says running his finger up and down the lace between my legs. “Only if you beg.”

I’m not begging.

He continues his torture of breathing and licking and now suctioning, and it’s almost painful how good it feels. It’s a big tease, and I can feel myself ready to come but there just isn’t enough friction. I shamelessly push myself into his mouth to get myself closer, and he moves away. He knows what he is doing, and he wants me to beg.

I need to stop this. I should stop this. There is no way in HELL I’m stopping this.

“Damn! Jace!” I yell out in frustration.

“Yes, baby.” I can feel the grin on his mouth.

“MOVE IT! Move it over and make me come,” I yell out realizing I have zero willpower right now.

“Yes ma’am.” He growls and lightly pushes me on the couch so my ass is at the edge.

In a frantic pace he is ripping my panties off and spreading my legs wide open. He slides his hands up from my knees to the crease between my legs and uses his thumbs to spread my lips apart. I can’t look anymore, and I squeeze my eyes shut.

“Oh, Noelle. You are so fucking wet.” He blows on me and then I feel him lick from the opening up to my clit. My body jolts up off the couch and he puts one of his thumbs inside me. It feels like pure heaven and just when I think I can get off on just his thumb he latches onto my clit like a vacuum.

“Holy fucking shit, Jace!” I scream.

He continues his suction and inserts a second thumb. No one has ever done that to me, and it feels amazing. He pulses them in and out and sucks on me at the same pace, and it’s not long before I feel the buildup.

I think he can tell because that fucker slows the pace.

“Will you fucking move? I need to come,” I yell again and he laughs.

This shit is not funny!

“Noelle, you...” And he doesn’t finish. What he does is send my horny ass over the edge. Taking his thumbs out, he places three fingers in and bites down lightly on my clit. I have no time to warn him. I sit straight up and push his face harder into me and scream out his name while riding out a fantastic, fucking orgasm.

He pulls back to look at my sedated body. “Please, Noe,” he begs, and I’m instantly annoyed knowing where this is going...again.

I draw out a sigh, and I push on his chest. He backs up a little defeated, and I flatten my turquoise halter dress down my thighs.

“Please, don’t start this again, Jace. Not right now.” My eyes won’t leave the wall behind him.

I have no reason to deny his request; that we be exclusive.

It’s been only him now for two weeks, though I have to wait at least one more before I let him do the other things to me he keeps promising.

Like making love to my body in every position possible.

He thinks it’s because I want to take things slow, not that what we just did was slow.

I know better. My one man per month rule is keeping me from going any further than third base with him and that month is about to come to a close. I don’t dare tell him my real reason. I know Trent didn’t plant a seed but it’s better to be safe than on Maury.

“I’m sorry. I know it’s been a while since you’ve had an exclusive boyfriend. I just want to make sure that you are mine and only mine.” His fingers gently lift my chin up and his soft lips brush against mine. “I told you no pressure and I’m not breaking that promise. I won’t push anymore.”

“Okay,” I whisper and place another kiss on his pouting lips. They are so soft and warm.

Every now and then, like right at this moment, I start to feel guilty. Those times where I’m with Jace but Trent pops into my head. The times where I’m kissing Jace and Trent’s brown eyes appear out of nowhere.

I know Trent still affects me and maybe that’s the real reason I can’t let Jace all the way in. Mentally and physically.

We’ve had a great couple of weeks together and it’s been drama free. Deciding to let him in was an easy choice since Trent made his decision and Jace and I just click really well together.

Jace slaps the side of my ass playfully. “Okay, let’s go, I’ll drive.”

I push away from him standing up and leaving my shredded panties on the floor, and we head out.

W
alker and Erin paid for the attendees of the engagement party to enjoy a Cubs game from the rooftop seats in a building across from Wrigley Field. You aren’t in the stadium but you can walk around, get a drink from the bar in the back, and watch the game at leisure without the drunks in the bleachers.

Unfortunately, instead of getting to wear our sports attire we have to wear dress up casual. It is an engagement party after all.

We’re one of the first to arrive, and I’m thankful for the glass of wine Jace immediately brings me. Moscato, my favorite. We’re starting to become as close to a real couple as we can without the title. He knows what I like, what I don’t and most of my quirks. As I take the last sip, the hair on my neck stands up and my body freezes. I don’t have to see him to know that he arrived.

Trent.

Jace stiffens next to me, and I know he sees him too. Both of us have successfully managed to avoid him recently.

“Do you want another glass?” Jace asks lovingly placing his hand on the small of my back. A territorial move. At this moment, it feels foreign though our numerous dates and physical contact should make it routine.

I nod, and he lets go walking towards the bar, leaving me feeling like a deer in the woods during hunting season. I swiftly walk to catch up with him not wanting to be left alone but am ambushed by Erin, who looks stunning in her white, spaghetti strap sundress. She’s glowing.

“Noelle, thank you for your help putting this together. I would have never thought we could have an entire party up here.” She leans in to hug me, and I can’t help but mimic her contagious smile.

“Of course. Anything for you.” I pull out of her embrace, holding her at arm’s length to get a look at her. “You look beautiful, Erin, and you are going to be the most beautiful bride ever.”

“That is until you get married.” She winks and looks over my shoulder and then her head tilts up as a shadow crosses over the back of me.

“Ladies.” Trent’s rough voice sends an electric shock down my body directly between my legs.

Erin releases me and pulls him in for a hug, his arms around her, but his piercing brown eyes on me. I can see the stubble gracing his chiseled face, and it makes him look more rugged and fucking sexy.

“Get something to drink, bar is in the back, and bathroom around the corner,” she tells him when they break apart.

Walker picks Erin up from behind and whispers loudly, “Not the same Wrigley bathroom but just as effective.”

Her face turns a lovely shade of red, and she laughs as he drags her away leaving Trent and me alone.

My muscles ache from the tension. I can’t relax with him around. I’ve thought about the first time I would see him since I went to his house. How I would react to him allowing that woman back into his life but in the end he is Erin’s brother and I need to play nice. I still don’t want to lose him.

“Trent, I...” Before I can finish I find Jace, wine glass in hand, watching us as he strides our way.

Without hesitation, Trent leans down to my ear, pulling one finger, one amazing finger, up the back of my arm and whispers, “You look beautiful, Noe.”

My skin prickles as my breathing picks up. I watch the two men pass each other and Trent finds Alex. She looks up at him, then over at me with a look that borders on an apology.

Why should she be sorry?

“Do you still want him?” Jace abruptly asks, handing me my glass, looking their way.

I tell him no. It’s an automatic response because a week ago, when I told Jace I didn’t I thought I meant it. But now that Trent is within feet of me, and his touch is still burning my skin; I’m just not so sure. It made me come alive for a brief moment, more than what Jace and I shared an hour ago.

“Positive?” His hand catches my face, turning me away from Trent and Alex.

“Yea. Let’s go find our seats.” I lie to him for the first time because I am far from being certain, and I allow him to lead me towards our destination.

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A
s the drinks flowed, runs scored (by the other team), and the night fell I became tipsy and brave. Watching Trent and Alex out of the corner of my eye I started to get angry. He never showed her much affection but he is being very attentive. I waited until Alex walked into the bathroom and excused myself from our group. Taking my time I remained just outside the door until I knew she would be close to done and then I storm in.

Her eyes went wide with fear. “Noelle,” she croaks out her voice shaky.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Alex, though you deserve it for leaving those boys without as much as a backward glance. No call. No email. NOTHING!”