RECKLESS - Part 4 (The RECKLESS Series) by Alice Ward Read Free Book Online

he removed his shirt and then his pants. Both of us now naked, he brought his mouth back to mine and backed me into the running water of the shower. The stream trickled between us, danced along our bodies as he lifted me up against the shower wall.
    Thank God he’d thought to turn on the hot water this time.
    He rocked against me, teasing my opening with his cock, as I fought to hold onto his slick muscles. “Jace, please,” I begged, voice broken and laced with need.
    “Mmmmm... I think I’ll need you to beg like that more often,” he growled, taking a nip out of my neck. Then, with one arm around my waist and the other beneath my ass, he guided my body, slid me onto his erection.
    I released a shuddered breath and relished in the fullness, in the way he throbbed inside of me as he directed my body so that it met the rhythmic movements of his hips. My head fell back against the shower wall as his thrusts became deeper and more forceful.
    “Look at me, Andrea,” he demanded, reaching his arms up around my back to grab a hold of my shoulders. The shift in position sent him deeper as the words sent flutters through my core, heightening my senses.
    I wanted to fall into oblivion as the sensations flooded through my body—the water caressing my skin, the painfully pleasurable hits to my insides, the raw desire thrumming through me as I lost myself in the moment—but I forced myself to look at him, rested my head against his forehead and held those intense brown eyes, watched those perfect lips part as he began to pant. The intensity of it all sent me even closer to the edge.
    “Stay with me baby,” he panted, slowing his rhythm a little, sending me into a torturous funnel of want and need. “I’ll give you what you need. Just stay with me a little longer.”
    I could feel the energy between us, pulling tight like a rubber band, about to snap. Between it, the panting, and the heat and steam from the shower, I started to feel dizzy, like I was spinning around and around in circles. I thought that maybe something was wrong, but then, without warning, I plummeted over the edge, clawing and scraping his skin beneath my fingernails.
    Jace pounded harder, faster, one hand smacking the tile wall behind me, the other digging into my hip, as he released animalistic grunts into my ear. And then, something audible, something that sent a panic rushing through me.
    “God, I love you,” he panted between breaths, nuzzling into the crook of my neck, his movements slowing as he rode out the remainder of his orgasm.
    I should have been overwhelmed with feelings of joy, of happiness, of elation. Instead, I was stiffening, scrambling to dismount myself from him. I couldn’t explain it any more than I could explain why the sky was blue, but he’d gone too far. It was too much. I—I couldn’t.
    He released me, let me go, let me walk out of the shower and wrap a towel around my body, but I knew he was watching me. I could feel his eyes on me as I grabbed my clothes to head back out to my bedroom. I could hear his footsteps padding on the carpet as I pulled on my clothes, back to him the entire time. I’d hurt him, and I knew it, but I didn’t know what to do about it. I’d just started feeling again after everything with Sean and then my brother, and then this?
    I wasn’t ready.
    “Andrea, I—I didn’t mean to say that just then,” he said, his voice soft and broken. “But I don’t regret it. I don’t regret saying it because it’s true. It’s okay that you’re not ready. I told you I would wait for you to catch up.”
    My shoulders lifted and fell as a broken, hitched breath racked through my lungs. There was so much I wanted to say, so much I could have said—that I’d known all along, that he’d screwed things up because I was pretty sure I was almost there and now I was afraid—but nothing came out but that damn breath.
    Tense seconds ticked by like minutes before he finally spoke up from behind me. “I’m