Chapter 1: Uninvited Pleasure
The room was a haze of moonlight and tangled sheets when Serena woke to a sensation that sent electric shivers racing up her spine. Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim glow filtering through her bedroom window, only to find a stranger—a rugged, jaw-droppingly gorgeous man—nestled between her thighs. His tongue was already working wicked magic, lapping at her with a hunger that made her gasp aloud.
'What the hell?' Serena’s voice cut through the silence, sharp as a blade, though her body betrayed her with an involuntary arch. Her hands gripped the sheets, torn between shoving him away and pulling him closer. She was 29, confident, and not about to let some random Adonis think he could just dive into her without a damn good explanation.
The man lifted his head, his dark eyes glinting with mischief and raw desire. A smirk curled his lips, slick with her wetness. 'Good morning, sunshine,' he drawled, voice low and gravelly, like he’d just rolled out of a whiskey-soaked fantasy. 'Thought I’d start your day with a bang. Or, well, a lick.'
Serena propped herself on her elbows, her full, natural breasts heaving as she caught her breath. She wasn’t about to play the damsel, no matter how much her body was screaming for more. 'Who the fuck are you, and how did you get in here?' she demanded, her tone icy but laced with curiosity. 'Because I’m pretty sure I didn’t order a wake-up call with a side of tongue.'
He chuckled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, utterly unapologetic. 'Name’s Jace. And let’s just say I’m a... friend of a friend. Saw you at the bar last night, looking like sin in that tight little dress. Couldn’t resist tracking you down.' He leaned in, his breath hot against her inner thigh. 'You gonna kick me out, or are we gonna finish what I started?'
Serena’s mind raced. She should’ve been furious—hell, she was—but the heat pooling between her legs was making a damn good argument to let this play out. She tilted her head, her raven hair spilling over her shoulder as she fixed him with a stare that could melt steel. 'You’ve got some nerve, Jace. But I’m not some easy lay you can just sneak up on. You want a piece of this?' She gestured to her body, all curves and confidence. 'You’re gonna have to earn it.'
Jace’s grin widened, a predator recognizing a worthy challenge. 'Oh, I’m all about earning it, sweetheart. Tell me what you want, and I’ll make you scream it.'
Her lips twitched into a smirk of her own. 'Start by getting back to work down there. And don’t stop until I say so.' She lay back, spreading her legs wider, her voice a sultry command. 'Show me what that mouth can really do.'
He didn’t need to be told twice. Jace dove back in, his tongue tracing slow, deliberate circles around her clit, teasing her until she was dripping wet. Serena’s fingers tangled in his hair, guiding him with a firm grip, her hips rocking against his face. 'That’s it,' she purred, her voice thick with lust. 'Keep going, pretty boy. Make me feel it.'
Her breath hitched as the pleasure built, her body already trembling on the edge. She could feel the heat of him, the way his hands gripped her thighs, holding her open for his relentless assault. She was close—so damn close—and she wasn’t about to let him stop until she shattered.
But Serena had plans of her own. As the first waves of ecstasy threatened to crash over her, she tugged him up by his hair, her eyes blazing. 'Not yet,' she growled. 'I want to see how hard that cock of yours is before I decide how this ends.'
Jace’s eyes darkened, his grin feral as he rose to his knees, already unbuckling his belt. 'Oh, darling,' he said, his voice a low rumble. 'You’re about to find out just how much I’ve got for you.'
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