One super smutty update coming your way ... I wrote this a while back ... erm so here it is...

If our last kiss was heated this one is on fire. We're both touching each other freely now and I can't believe it. I can't quite believe this is happening.

I slip my hands under his shirt and I drag my hands over him mapping every square inch of his torso until I can't take it anymore. I lift the hem of his t-shirt and drag it upwards. He wastes no time in giving me what I want as he lets go of me momentarily to pull it over his head. I gasp when I look on him. He's so perfect. God I can't believe how he melts under my touch. I trace the lines of his tattoos with my fingers and he digs his fingers into my hips squeezing hard. The slight pain only heightens the pleasure coursing through my body. My hands trail lower tracing every muscle every part of him. As I reach lower I feel his stomach quiver and contract under my touch.

"I want you so goddamn much... Do you want me Clary? Tell me ..." He asks pulling me flush against him. I feel his hardness pressing against me now and I close my eyes revelling in the feel of him.

"Yes... Jace ... I want you." I moan against him as I plant sloppy kisses against his chest. His hands shift and I feel him unzip my dress. I bite my lip and look up at him. He's starting at me like I'm the most beautiful thing he's ever seen and I let the dress fall off me and kick it off my feet.

"God, you're so beautiful ... So perfect." He moans as he holds me by my waist gently tracing circles on my skin with his thumbs. His eyes drink me in following every exposed inch of my skin. I melt into him as his hands run over my body.

He pushes me back until I'm sitting on his desk. I bring my legs up wrapping them around him and pulling him against me. My hands reach for his belt buckle and he doesn't stop me as undo it. He just watches me completely unmoving until I tug down on his jeans and he slips out of my reach pulling them off.

We're both in our underwear now. He stands in front of me and I just want to be touching him again. He moved closer and kisses me hard, leaning over me and I wrap one hand around his neck. The other charts a course from his shoulder slipping over his chest down his abdomen until I'm at his pants. I touch him over the fabric and feel his hardness. He's so huge. Dear God. He moans and I continue to touch him loving the noises that are coming out of his mouth.

He presses me further back onto his desk and I'm lying back. He hovers over me kissing my neck and cupping my breasts over my bra.

"Jace ... Oh God please ..." I moan loudly, "Touch me."

He looks down at me and he slips my bra straps off my shoulders and pulls me to a sitting position again. My hands clutch the side of the desk for support. He unhooks my bra and slowly removes it. His gaze fixed on my eyes and when it dips lower he bites his lip and shakes his head.

"You're the most perfect thing I've ever seen in my entire life." He says gently as he takes my breasts into his hands and touches me. Just like I begged him to. His touches are gentle skimming my sensitive skin and it feels so good. He flicks his thumb over my now hardened nipple and I let out a gasp of surprise as a wave of pleasure shoots right down to my core. His mouth is on me now gently sucking at the sensitive skin of my breast while his other hand continues to flick over my other breast. I'm on fire and it feels so good. He switches sides and continues and I moan. I'm so lost in sensation right now. So lost in his touch.

The hand on my breast slips down now and his mouth charts a course to my neck again. I miss his touch on me. But when his hand settles between my legs I gasp. He rubs me over the fabric of my panties but I'm already soaking wet. He pushes them to one side and continues running two fingers over my slit. My hips jerk involuntarily and I'm moving into his touch. My hands grip the desk harder.

He doesn't disappoint as he continues to touch me with varying levels of pressure until I'm bucking against his hand with need. And when he slips one finger inside me I cry out in ecstasy. His finger curling inside me makes me whimper. And then two.

His mouth is on mine now kissing me hard and fast our tongues battling for dominance while his fingers plunge in and out of me at a rhythmic pace. I moan into his mouth and bite down on his lip as I feel myself clench. I'm so close. So very close. He's unrelenting now. He knows ... He can feel my legs starting to quiver around him and he's moving his fingers in and out so hard and fast that I'm surprised I'm not in pain. All I feel is pleasure. Waves of it ebbing and flowing over me. Until ... He brushes the faintest touch along my nub. I cry out. And he continues and I can feel it building in me. It's too much.

Until something inside me snaps and I'm falling. Falling into oblivion as I convulse around him. If the feeling before was anything to go by. Now I must have died and gone to heaven but he doesn't stop he continues to touch me while I fall apart. My hands are behind me now propping me up on the table and my legs are around him. But I can't control myself anymore. As the feeling finally subsides he pulls me up against his chest and I wrap my legs around him tightly trying to stop them shaking with the aftershocks of my orgasm. It doesn't help that I can feel him pressed against me now.

"I want you." He whispers into my hair, "God I want you so much. Please ... I won't be able to stop myself so tell me ... Tell me now if you want me to stop." He says barely above a whisper. He's just holding me against him now. It's not enough. I need him. I need him inside me and I want him to make me fall apart again and again.

"Take me. I'm yours." I say back shakily. I feel his hands slip down until he's slowly pulling. my panties down my legs. He trails kisses down from my thighs to my ankles as he does this.

When he's standing up again. I move down to take off his boxers and his erection springs out. Rock hard and huge. I run my hand over it and he cries out. I hold him firmly and start to pump my hand over him. I bring my other hand up to help too. He's just so big. I watch as his eyes roll back and he has his hands planted on the desk now gripping the edges turning his knuckles white.

"Stop..." He begs and I remove my hands from him. He's still holding onto the desk breathing hard. "You make me so hard ... I need to be inside you ... Just wait for me."

He finally pulls himself up and walks over to the other side of his desk. I watch him curiously as he opens his top drawer. He pulls out a handful out of his drawer.

"You keep condoms in your drawer?" I ask my voice amused.

"They came with a present from a client." He says tightly as if he thinks I'm insinuating something.

"Come back ... " I groan and he walks over to me depositing them next to me. I stand up now and tear open a packet as he stands in front of me. I pull it on over his length and he hoists me back up on the desk and kisses me hard. I wrap my legs around him pulling him right against my core right where I need him. I can feel him against me now and all I know is I need him inside me right now. I take him in my hands and guide him into me. He stops kissing me and locks eyes with me as he feels me guide him into me slowly. My lips are parted and my eyelids heavy as he moves forward helping me. Pressing into me slowly as my body adjusts to his size.

He's so big and I moan as I stretch to accommodate him. The look in his eyes is one of pure ecstasy and he just stays there unmoving. I let him settle in between revelling in the feel of him inside me.

And then he starts to move. Slow at first as if he's trying to make sure he won't hurt me. It doesn't hurt. I feel full of him and it makes me feel so complete. His eyes don't leave mine but i pull his hips forward pushing him into me hard. He moans but continues to move at the same pace. It feels so good to have him inside me but I know I need more. I want him harder and faster. I want him to let go. Abandon himself inside me the way I've abandoned my body to his.

"Move ..." I beg, "just please ... Let go..."

"Baby..." He moans, "I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't ... I need you to let go ... I need you ... Please." I beg.

"Harder?" He asks as his pace picks up a fraction. His voice is strained.

"Yes ... Harder." I moan breathily.

"Faster?" He asks between grunts.

"Yes ..." I moan.

And then he pulls me closer to him than I thought possible. Wrapping my legs around him with him deep inside me. He grabs my arms and shifts them around his neck.

"Hold on tight." He warns lightly.

And then he lets go. He really lets go. And he's slamming into me at a delicious pace. So hard and so fast but it feels so good. So damn good.

"Yes..." I cry out as the rhythmic sound of his skin slapping against mine increases. He's going so fast I feel like I'm being nailed to the table.

"Say my name baby..." He growls as he continues to ram into me.

"Jace..." I moan as I press myself against him clinging onto him for dear life. My eyes are shut tight.

"Say it again..." He moans as I feel him shift my legs up higher and then he's hitting me just right. Right there right where it feels so good.

"Jace ..." I whisper this time as the vision behind my eyes sparks. I can feel it coming and I'm so close again. So close to oblivion.

I twitch around him and he moans loudly. And slams into me harder if that was even possible. And then I'm unraveling at the seams and I come undone with a scream. I feel him still going inside me as I quiver around him. My body in a state of euphoria and then I can feel him too. He cries out and he's coming undone with me. It feels so good. So good. When the feeling finally subsides I'm gasping against his chest. He's breathing hard too. He slips out of me slowly and I lay down flat on the table to stop myself keeling over. I'm lying on my side breathing hard as if I've been running a marathon.

He takes care of himself and he back to me and picks me up. He guides my legs around him as he carries me over to the other side of him desk. He sits me on his desk again but this time he's sitting below me in his chair. I look down at him and I can see he's hard again. I'm impressed. And my stomach clenches. We both stare at each other now. I don't know what he's thinking but I know what I want him to be thinking.

My eyes dip down to his manhood and I look back up at his face now. He's still hard. So hard and I still want him inside him. And as if he can hear my thoughts he pulls me down into his lap so I'm straddling him my legs tucked under me.

"Again?" He asks simply kissing my bare shoulder. I simply nod. And he pulls me so I'm on my knees as he pulls another condom. He also uses it as an opportunity to suckle on my breasts again not that I'm complaining. He touches me between my legs too. Checking if I'm ready for him. By by God my body hasn't switched off from the first time. I'm soaking wet. This time he guided me over him slowly and carefully and I sink down on him closing my eyes and I revel in the feel of him. I open my eyes and look up at him. He has a content look on his face. I grip his shoulders as I bring myself up and then back down over him slowly until I've built a rhythm. And then I'm slamming over him at a frenetic pace that has us both moaning.

He holds my hips firmly and helps me move over him and as my body moves up and down he continues to suck on my breasts. I love it. I love how much attention he pays to me while I move over him. Rubbing circles over my hips digging his fingers in harder. Occasionally sucking on neck and then when he pulls my mouth down to his kissing me so sweetly I don't know what to think.

He lets me guide us. And I feel so wholly in control as he falls apart beneath me. It feels so damn good. One hand is clutching my hip now and the other he's using to flick over my clitoris heightening my pleasure. And when we both finally fall apart we do it together and it's the best feeling.

We don't stop there. He guides me to couch on the other side of the room and lays me flat on it. He's on top of me now. I'm glad because my limbs feel like jelly and I don't trust myself to be able to stay upright. But I still want him. I need him more than I've ever needed anything before. As he moves over me it feels so good. I like feeling powerless under him it turns me on so much because I know he would let me have him the same way.

When we're finally done. I sit on the couch as he retrieves my clothes for me. He's pulled on his boxers and his jeans and he comes over. Slipping my panties on as he hands me bra. I pull it on. He lets out a small laugh as stand up to pull on my dress. He turns me around and zips it up for me. He hands me my jumper and I look at him like he's crazy. I'm way too hot for that. My body is covered in sweat.

"Put it on..." He says gently, "you can't go out like that."

I know he's right. He sits next to me pulling on the rest of his clothing while I try to tame my hair which hasn't survived the night.

"Take it down." He says helping me pull all the pins out of it and he combs his fingers through it separating it, "I like it down."

He kisses me gently and I know it's time to say goodnight.

"I'll call you a cab." He says pulling away.

And when we stand outside waiting for it he's still kissing me. Just little pecks on my lips. A trail of them down my jaw. It feels nice. But it also feels like goodbye. I don't know how to respond to it so I just let him as the fog on my mind slowly wears off.

When the cab pulls up he helps me in and then he's gone without a word. I tell the driver my address and I stare out of the window as I see the lights of New York guiding me home. I can't think. My mind is too empty my body exhausted.

When I get home I strip off my clothes until I'm just in my underwear and fall into bed. I fall into a dreamless sleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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I wake up to the sound of my alarm blaring. My head is killing me my mouth is dry and I have the worst hangover I've ever had in my life.

I rush to the bathroom and empty the contents of my stomach. I feel sore all over and I want to cry.

Five missed calls from Izzy.

I groan and the memories of last night flood back to me.

I can't speak to Izzy. What happened last night although completely consensual wasn't what I expected. I don't even know where I stand with Jace. How could I even begin to tell her what happened when I wasn't even sure how it happened. One minute we had been talking, the next we were kissing and then I had the overwhelming urge to rip his clothes off. That wasn't me. That wasn't me at all.

And Jace. I barely knew him. How could I even know if last night was unusual for him to. I knew he had a reputation with girls for sleeping with them and discarding them once he was done. Maybe that was all he wanted from me. He didn't even give me his number or take mine. What was I thinking?

I know how I felt when he was there in front of me. I know how he made me feel. I thought I knew how he felt too. But now in the cold harsh light of day without alcohol in my system I'm starting to question it. I feel like a stupid whore who got drunk and let a stranger between her legs. And that's when I burst into tears.

When calm down I shower and have a decent breakfast and lots of coffee. Painkillers too. My hangover is killing me along with an unfamiliar soreness in my body that could only be from one thing. It was what I wanted last night and I can still remember the pleasure coursing through my body but right now that changes nothing. I feel like shit.

Work on Monday is going to be glorious. I tell myself with sigh. How will I be able to face being anywhere near him.

The whole day passes this way and I had hoped by now I would hear from him. I'm not sure how but part of me wanted it to be true.

The day passes in a blur and by Sunday morning I can't help but realise how foolish I've been. I don't understand what came over me and even though I wanted it and I wanted him so badly I feel sick now.

I sit down on the couch with a tub of ice cream and a chick flick and cry my eyes out. What was I thinking? I wasn't even that cut up about my break up with Sebastian I had barely cried and just been angry at myself and him.

This hurts me more than anything and my heart aches. What have I done?

So wow that was a bit much ... if you would like to get the next chapter sooner I am still editing it but leave me a review and that will help I guess.

So what do you think is going to happen next? Curious to hear your theories ...

Also I went to see the 'Harry Potter & the cursed child' plays yesterday and when I got home I saw on Instagram that lily Collins went to see it that day too.

So sad I didn't bump into her but alas ... it wasn't meant to be ..

Reviews appreciated.

Much love x