Sami’s P.O.V.
“Jace…” I sighed, leaning my head up while I straddled Jason’s lap, my fingers tangled in his hair. I felt his d**k, which was now hard as it was pressed in between us. I took his face in both of my hands as I kissed him. It had taken me a full-out five seconds before I had walked into my house, our house, and I had found him sitting on the sofa, the TV remote in his hands as he was flipping through channels when I had nearly jumped him. Well, not nearly… I guess I really did jump him. And now, I was kissing him with all the passion that had been building inside of me all day long. It felt as if, once again, all my needs for him over the past decade had built up again and only Jason could take them away and make me feel better. His hands finally started moving, running over
