Jace
“Please,” Celeste breathed, reaching for me one more time.
“Celeste,” I murmured as her hands roamed all over me. “You asked for this.”
In a flash, our lips met, hunger igniting between us. My hand slid around her neck as I deepened the kiss—fast, rough, and intoxicatingly sweet.
“Mmm,” she moaned, but the...