Life Starts Now

Taken aback, Jace snaked his arms around her shoulders and kissed her hair. "No problem kid."

They stood in an embrace for a good ten minutes until Miley yawned. "Sleep with me, please?"

He felt himself stir below at her request. They hadn't shared the same bed for over two months since her first night here. Miley was trying to sleep on her own but she could never get enough sleep. Jace nodded and led her to his bedroom.

Miley stripped and asked if she could borrow a t-shirt from Jace. He gave her one of his favorites, wanting her scent to permanently settle in. It was a navy blue shirt that had a picture of crossbones on it. Jace admired the way it looked with her white boy shorts.

Once Miley settled under the covers, with Jace behind her, she scooted until her ass ground into his pelvis. He couldn't take it anymore.

Jace slowly ran his hand under her shirt, feeling her soft, warm skin as he trailed up to her shoulder. She stiffened but relaxed once his hot breath was in her ear, coming in short pants almost.

"I've wanted you for so long, Miley. Can you feel how hard you make me?" He pushed his erection into her backside. "I know you just got out of a relationship and tell me to stop if you want me to. Otherwise, I don't think I can."

She sucked in a breath. It had been a while since she last had sex and an orgasm for that matter. "Don't stop," she breathed.

And he didn't.

Jace made soft circles on her back while kissing her neck, tapping his tongue out at the last second. Miley shivered under his touch, wiggling her bottom in anticipation.

Jace urged her on her back. He propped himself up on his elbow he leaned over to place a chaste kiss on her lips before pulling his shirt off her body. He groaned as he caught sight of her lovely body as the way God made her. His cock jumped when he spotted her breasts, so full and plump that they were too good to be true.

He leaned forward, grazing his fingers along her sides, feeling her curves. Oh how he loved those curves. She wasn't fat and she came crying to him a few times because Adam had insulted her looks or her weight. Fucking asshole.

He pushed Adam out of his mind as he brought his lips to hers, kissing her softly. He angled his head, forcing her mouth to open more. He stuck his tongue in her mouth, exploring, tasting, cherishing every inch of her mouth. His tongue felt peaceful there as hers teased back.

Miley sighed as Jace's tongue slid over her teeth, feeling the smooth expanse of bone. Jace kept himself propped up on his hands, his cock resting beneath his boxers, peeking out through the opening.

Miley felt his cock, hot and needy, feathering over her stomach as he continued torturing her mouth. She then felt cool air against his lips as she realized that he was moving lower.

Jace kissed down her neck, over her sternum, until he nuzzled between her breasts. He took one in each hand and kneaded the plump flesh, loving how her nipples instantly hardened at his touch. He grasped one pink nub with his mouth, using his teeth to playfully pull it. He used his other hand to slide down her belly until it reached her boy shorts while he switched nipples, paying equal attention.

He could practically feel the heat wafting off her. He slipped one finger under her underwear until he felt her slick opening. He continued invading her, feeling how wet she had become just from his touch.

"I love how you're all ready for me, baby," he groaned.

Jace inserted two fingers in, hearing her intake of breath and feeling the tightness of her walls he stopped. Sitting up he looked down at her, concerned.

"I thought you've had sex before?" He questioned confusingly.

She nodded. "I- I have but," she let a breath out. "Adam wasn't the biggest. In fact, he was below average. So it still hurts."

Jace furrowed his brows. "That's why you always seemed so frustrated and pissed. He could never make you come, could he?"

Miley chewed on her lips. She was stalling time because she felt embarrass to say she had never had an orgasm from sex. "No, he couldn't."

"Oh baby," Jace brought his lips to hers once again. "I'm so sorry."

Miley whimpered at his tone. She couldn't describe the way his words had touched her. Like he cared about her.

Jace then focused all his attention on seeking her release. He brought both hands to her slit, inserting one finger while placing a hand on her womb, pressing down slightly. Once he could feel her walls give, he inserted another. Curving his fingers up, he started pumping them back and forth.

"Oh," Miley moaned.

"Yes, that's it," Jace hedged on.

He continued his movements until he felt her walls tighten and her muscles stiffen. Miley felt as if she had to take a piss, resisting the urge and holding off.

"Let it go, Miles, trust me."

She let it go and boy was her world rocked. She clutched at the sheets, no, clawing at them, trying to find something to hold her body down. She had never felt anything like it. Sure, she used her fingers on her clit and a vibrator but only a man could reach that spot with their long, thick fingers.

"Jace!" She squealed as she finally felt the waves waver.

With a smirk he moved over her, slipping himself in her opening, not wanting her to come down from her high just yet. He remembered seeing her pick up a prescription of birth control at the hospital so he wasn't worried about knocking her up.

God she felt so good.

"Fucking tight," he ground through his teeth as he stretched her all the way to the hilt, feeling her body dilate around him.

He felt some sort of barrier and realized that Adam must have never made it this far. Jace shook his head in disbelief before he pushed forward, silencing her cry of pain with his mouth.

This was where he always wanted to be. Inside her, and not just inside her but fucking her. Or would this be love making? He wasn't sure. All he knew was he didn't want this feeling to end.

Keeping a steady rhythm, he circled his hips because he liked the way she shuddered beneath him.

"Jace," she whispered.

He loved the way his name rolled off her lips. She made each letter sound perfect as they passed over her tongue and out into the air. How could someone treat her like the way Adam did when all she had to give was love and affection? It didn't make any sense.

He wasn't a rough kind of guy but thinking of Adam boiled his blood and he used that anger to show Miley the time of her life.

Jace picked up the pace, grabbing her ass to pull her closer to him, to get deeper, feel her from the inside out. She whimpered and writhed beneath his incessant thrusting. Never before has she felt like this; the intense pleasure, the heated sensation of actual love making.

She bit her lip and that only urged Jace on even more.

Just the sight of her from the moment they met, he wanted her, he needed her. He's never wanted anything so bad as much as he wants her.

He pulled back, sitting on his haunches, taking her with him.

"Oh, God," she moaned as he hit that one special spot that she just found.

Jace had her legs wrapped around his torso, holding on for dear life. She clutched his back, leaving half-moon marks on his inked soldiers. She bit his neck while his thrusts came faster and harder, just digging. Her moans escaped her mouth and were heard in his ear and that was all the fuel he needed.

"Miley," Jace groaned, "almost there?"

She nodded her head vigorously. "There!" She cried as her walls opened up with more fervor and crashed over Jace, giving him more lubrication.

Her body bucked, shook, shivered until Jace released his grip on her backside, giving two more pumps then finally filling her up,

He fell back, with her collapsing on his chest, still shaking from her orgasms. She curled up, tucking her chin to her chest as Jace wrapped his arms about her. He sighed, loving the way she felt still encased around him.

Jace kissed her forehead, murmuring sweet nothings.

"That was wonderful," Miley admitted after catching her breath.

She craned her neck to kiss Jace.

The kiss made his heart melt. How could someone make him feel like this? He wasn't sure. He had never been in love but if this is what love was like, he never wanted it to end. But, should he tell her? How could he tell her whenever he wasn't fucking sure?

He shook his head and exhaled.

"What's wrong?"

Oh no, Miley took his exhalation the wrong way.

Damn. "Nothing, Miles. Just thinking..." he trailed off.

He shouldn't say anything.

"About what?" She was persistent.

He shrugged. "I don't know," he said.

Jace was never one to show his feelings.

He couldn't, given his past of shuffling foster homes and being treated like complete shit.

"Oh," she replied.

Fuck, she thinks I'm regretting this; say something dammit, he thought to himself.

"It's not about you," Goddamn why was it so hard? "Well it is, but-"

"But what?" Her voiced sounded small, vulnerable, not ready for a letdown.

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it. "I don't want to push anything on you. Trust me, I loved the way you made me feel tonight. I do have feelings for you but I want you to develop your own in time and I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

There he'd said it.

"Actually," Miley started before pushing herself up and leaning over his chiseled chest. "I've wanted you for a while too but I was engaged and I just didn't think it would ever happen."

Jace hugged Miley closer while the sheen on her body allotted for an easier pull. "If I would have known back then that you wanted me too," he whispered in her ear, letting his hot breath wash over her, "I would have convinced you much sooner to break it off, baby girl."

Miley smiled, like a silly schoolgirl, against Jace's hard body.

Snuggling even closer, Miley let the exhaustion from the wondrous coitus she had just endured consume her.

Jace closed his eyes with a grin with her still on his chest.

This is where he wanted to be all along with a beautiful girl in his bed, the one he could call his own.

End.