Chapter 105. Big Ass Mistake: pt. 5

“Good girl,” he murmured, voice low and soothing, like he was praising a child. He closed the distance in two steps, his hands gentle on my hips at first, thumbs stroking small circles over my hipbones. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” His touch was feather-light, almost tender, but the way his fingers dug in just a fraction told me he could turn rough any second.

“Jace… please,” I whispered, my voice breaking. Tears pricked my eyes again, but I blinked them back. “We don’t have to do this.”

He tilted my chin up with one finger, forcing me to meet his gaze. His eyes softened, that aggressive edge melting into something deceptively sweet. “But we do, baby girl. Because you’re mine.” He leaned in, his lips brushing mine in a kiss that started slow—soft pecks, coaxing my mouth open with gentle pressure. His tongue slipped in, tasting me, exploring like we had all the time in the world. One hand slid up my back, pressing me against him, the fabric of his shirt rough against my ni