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phone from my purse.
    Her fingers flew across the touch screen as she sent Jace a text.
    I groaned . “What did you say?”
    Her face stretched in a grin that spelled trouble. “I asked him where they were and told him you were super horny and ready for a rumble in the bathroom.”
    I dropped my head to the table top. “Tell me you didn’t.”
    She laughed . “Of course I didn’t. I did tell him that your super hot best friend wanted to take his friend for a test drive.”
    I lifted my head. Her expression said it all as my phone chirped. She smiled as she read the response then handed me my phone.
    “Two hours and a party bus.” She said excitedly.
    I furrowed my brow and read the text.
    LOL. Cole says hell yes. Be ready in 2 hours, there is plenty of room on the party bus.
    “So , I need to change,” Laura said as she eyed me. “So do you.”
    I looked down at my clothes and frowned . “What’s wrong with this?”
    “Well , I plan to slut it up a bit and frumpy jeans and a strapless top is not what I was thinking.”
    “My jeans are not frumpy, they’re comfortable.”
    “Avery, please. This is no time for comfort,” she said dramatically.
    I shook my head and tossed some cash on the table . “Let’s go.”

Chapter Twelve: Jace
Temptation On Two G orgeous Legs
     
    Painted on d ark blue jeans, black mid-calf boots and a white and black printed halter top. All I could think the second I saw her was how much fun it would be to peel those jeans off her.
    I got my wish only a few hours later. She’d even put the boots back on for me.
    I watched her sleep cuddled around me and my heart ached knowing there was only one more night for us here at the Blackstone. Tonight was James’ wedding and the end of the convention.
    “You’re staring at me ,” she mumbled, her lids barely cracked to let in the morning sun light.
    “Yes , I am,” I agreed. I buried my face in her dark hair to breath in the sweet, citrus scent.
    She sighed and drew closer to me. My arms encircled her and held on tight.
    “What time is it?” she asked, her words muffled by my chest.
    “It’s still early, around 6:30 .”
    “Mmm, then I have time ,” she whispered before pressing her lips to my chest.”
    “Time for what?” I rumbled.
    Her small hand came up between us and she pushed hard on my chest , forcing me to my back. She hitched her leg over my hips and laid her bare chest to mine. Her hands rested on either side of my head and her hair fell in waves to curtain us.
    “To take advantage of you before I have to get ready.”
    “Can you take advantage of the willing?” I asked, lifting my hips slightly to rub my aching cock against her soft skin.
    The move was rewarded with a breathy moan. I reached past her and fumbled with my wallet on the night stand. Her hand reached out and took the foil packet from me. “Not yet ,” she whispered and shimmied down my body.
    “It’s my turn ,” I said, stopping her.
    She sat up and stared at me. Reaching out to take her by the hips, I lifted her small frame to set her down next to me. I gently flattened her onto her back and slid off the end of the bed. Grabbing her ankles I pulled her to the edge, until I could lift her legs over my shoulders and kneel at the foot of the bed. She was positioned just right for me to take my time tasting her.
    I trailed my tongue along her inner thigh, kissing and nipping softly every couple of inches. I pressed a kiss to her folds then repeated the pattern on her other thigh before coming back to her heat. Her toes curled against my back at the first long wet stroke. My tongue dove for deeper access to her sensitive pink parts. I took my time tasting every nook and cranny before narrowing in on her swollen bud. With faint, imperceptible movements I licked her tiny pink ball of nerves, sucked it between my lips and released it to blow my cool breath against her heat.
    Her hands fisted the sheets at her sides , and her legs fell further open as