Jace's grin sharpened, amusement sparking in his red eyes. "Give me a titjob."
Amelia froze, breath catching. Her cheeks flushed red, eyes widening at the blunt demand. Her thighs pressed tightly together, betraying the heat that rushed through her body.
Her gaze lingered on his cock, thick and hard. Her lips parted, but no words came.
'How long has it been…'
Twenty years. Two decades since she had last felt a man's hunger for her body. To still be wanted, it sent her mind spinning, instincts clawing back to the surface. Her arousal clawed at her like it had been locked away too long, now spilling free with wild abandon.
She stared, dazed, until his voice cut through her fog.
"Amelia."
Her head snapped up, startled. His crimson eyes fixed on her.
Jace leaned closer, his tone playful yet edged. "What are you dazed about?"
Before she could answer, his hands grouped her naked breasts, full and round in his palms.
"J-Jace…" Her voice broke.
