CHAPTER 45: SUNDAY DINNER – Pt. 1

I stayed the night at Jace’s last night. He was so insistent on making sure that I was going to be okay after I went into subspace, so I agreed to sleep at his house. My dad wasn’t too happy about it, but mom said that she would handle him for me, and I can only imagine what she had in mind. She had also told me that the earliest flight that she could get me on Monday was an early afternoon flight. When I informed Jace of me leaving, he refused to leave my side, and I’m not talking as in Dom mode. No, he was in full-blown loving boyfriend mode. There were no stern looks or deep voices; no “watch your tone, Ella” or “Good girl”. It was kind of weird actually, but I don’t know if it was a good weird or a bad weird.

Waking up in his arms is one of my favorite things that I’ve come to love, because he holds me as though I’m his most precious treasure. I remember when he used to carry around his teddy bear when we were younger, and when he would hug it tight as he slept with it. That’s what I feel like when I wake up in Jace Palmer’s arms.

“Mm, good morning, Precious.” Jace yawns and then snuggles into me more, Why are you up so early?” 

| glance at the clock, “It’s not that early, Jace. It’s almost eight in the morning, and I woke up to something poking me.”

He chuckles and then presses his lower half into me, “What would be poking into you that would wake you?”

“Ha, ha, you’re so funny!” | giggle.

“What? Was it this?” He presses into me again only this time his morning wood slips between my thighs, “Uh oh, looks like someone wants to play hide-and-seek.” He snickers.

“No, it’s not play time, it’s still sleepy time…” I say amusingly.

“Oh, but she’s weeping, and I need to comfort her,” He mumbles into my neck as he thrusts slowly between my thighs, “Can you feel that? She’s getting her tears all over me.”

I feel his mouth on my neck next, and my stomach does a little flutter. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Jace be playful. It’s cute, and it’s turning me on like crazy. I moan as he slides his hand up from my waist and begins to play with my nipple. He’s thrusting a little harder, but it’s more sensual than anything and I just can’t take it anymore. I lift my leg and adjust myself, so when he thrusts again, he slides right into me, and we both moan together as he sinks all the way in.

me. Play with your nipples while I

is no hurry, and so we just take our time, but unfortunately, his friend thinks he’s had enough and wants to get to the finish line, “How close are

crashes over me

pants, “That was

for a while,” I push myself back onto him a bit more, “I love feeling you

gently grabs my chin and pulls my face to the side, kissing me on the lips, “I love you,

to see his green ones gazing down at

sleep now.” He drops back down and holds me as

in the kitchen, flitting around as she prepares different dishes, “What’s going on Mom?” | ask, glancing around at the salads and desserts. The kitchen already smells like

 

I’m just getting things ready for Sunday dinner. I’ ve invited the Palmer’s over, since you are leaving tomorrow. I thought it would be a nice going away dinner for the two

her cheek and

“Uh, noon, why?”

I’ll be down to help,

the microwave and then turns back to me, “Thank you sweetie. I was hoping that your sister would help, but she left early this morning to hang with “friends”.” She

Dividing into pages now

I left behind when I moved. She won’t talk to me, and she has an attitude

when you left and moped around for a while.

moment, “I will try, but if she pulls what she did yesterday, the deal is off. Will she even be at

out and then sent me a text. I haven’t had time to ask her.” She says as she starts buttering up the bread to make her delicious

I’m going to go shower quick; be back in a

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