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stimulation of my nerves, a calming of my thoughts. He was my everything despite how utterly fucked-up he was.
    "I'm going to take you now, Angel." He rolled his hips against my backside and a moan fell from my lips. "Do you want that?"
    "Yes," I breathed.
    "Tell me you want me inside you." Jace commanded.
    "I want you inside me, Jace." I pushed my backside against him and he hissed in a breath. His hand slipped between us, freeing his cock from the offending fabric of his pajama pants. His skin met mine and my stomach tightened with unbearable need for him. I wanted to clench my thighs together to will away the ache at my sex, but with the bar between my ankles, keeping my feet apart, it was impossible. I sucked my lower lip into my mouth and bit down hard.
    Jace fisted the base of his cock, tracing the tip against my throbbing flesh. "You're so wet for me. I fucking love the way you feel."
    "Please," I moaned as he pushed the tip inside an inch. "Please."
    "All good things come to those who wait, Angel." His words were a promise whispered on a husky breath.
    When I didn't think I could wait another moment for him to fill me without crying, Jace's hands spread wide over my stomach. The tip of his penis throbbed at my opening and he shifted my hips, making me more accessible to him. My skin tingled with awareness. My hair stood on end. My hands were moist as I clawed at the wall and my knees buckled. I was the epitome of sensation. Every part of my body screamed for him, needed him, and ached for him. And, as though he knew he was the only one with the power to quell the ache within me, he shifted and slammed into me.
    I gasped a cry. He filled me to the hilt. I felt him in places I had never felt him before. Sheer ecstasy claimed every fiber of my being as he slowly pulled out before thrusting deep inside me again. He continued this merciless assault on my body and senses until I couldn't take any more. I wanted him hard and fast. I felt dizzy from my ragged breaths. My hands were numb and my senses geared into overdrive. I tried to push my hips into him, but he held me in place and I cried out in frustration.
    "Be still, Angel." Jace said on a growl. "This is for me."
    What? For him? How? Despite his words, Jace started picking up the pace. His thrusts became quick and painful, but oh so delicious. I felt my heavy breasts bounce with each push inside me. There was no other sound to claim the space apart from the meshed moans toppling off our lips, tattered breathing and the sound of skin slapping against skin. I felt my body tighten and my knees grow weak as a hot orgasm surged through me, begging - demanding for release.
    "Not yet, Angel." Jace said through his teeth. "Wait for me."
    How? "I can't, Jace."
    "Fuck," He dove deep into me, his chest pressing against my back as his hand reached up to the hook that held my chained wrists. When he couldn't unhook me, he ground his hips into me, forcing me to ride up the wall. I cried out as I took him deep in his struggle to unhook me from the wall. Pain fired through me, but my orgasm fought it for dominance as Jace unhooked the chains. My wrists came down from their place high on the wall and Jace set my feet on the floor once again. I felt him twitching deep inside me, still hard and ready for the promise of an earthshattering orgasm.
    "Bend forward." He commanded, his voice gruff. "On your knees, place your elbows on the floor."
    The moment I started to move, Jace did too. He went with me to the floor, all the while sliding in and out, building my need for him higher and higher. His hands claimed my hips, controlling my movement as he pounded into me. His thrusts were relentless. My swollen clit was lavished the attention of his balls as he pounded into me, slapping against me in the perusal of our release.
    "Fuck Angel, you feel so good." Jace grunted. His hand weaved in my hair, fisting it. He pulled back on the strands, forcing me to rise from my elbows on the ground. He