SOPHIA’S POV
Jace leaned in, his mouth claiming mine with feral hunger, and his hands gripping my hips as if he might crush me through the seat.
He paused and broke the kiss. “Say that again,” he said, his eyes filled with something I couldn’t name.
“I’m yours, Jace,” I said, smiling at him. “I’m yours now and forever.”
He pushed back his seat, leaned it down and made me straddle him.
I gasped, pressing my core into him, my fingers tangling in his hair. “I… we can’t… not here—”
“Shhh,” he murmured, grinding his bulge against me just enough to make me tremble, his voice thick with need. “I’ve waited too long to hear you say that and mean it. You’re mine right now, and I’m not letting go.”
His hand slid beneath my dress immediately, his fingers teasing my wetness through my panties.
