AN: Sorry for the delay, I lost access to my original doc and had to recreate from memory. This is seriously unedited, I just wanted to get something out since it's been so long. HOPEFULLY, I'll get access to my original document back in the next couple of days. I hate recreations, but you gotta deal with it from time to time when you fail to cover your own ass. LOL

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Disclaimer: I do not own anything associated with the Mortal Instruments, I just can't let go of Cassie's amazing characters. :)

Chapter 9:

Jace's POV

As I pulled her body flush with mine I couldn't help but notice the glare aimed in my direction from several locations in the bar. I barely contained my laugh, but managed to pull off a simple smirk just as Aphrodite locked curious eyes with me. How this girl could be completely clueless about the impact she was having on the crowd at large was beyond me, but it was clear that she didn't really notice the allure she held.

With her eyes still locked on mine she took the lead, shocking the hell out of me. She slid one slim hand up my arm straight around to the back of my neck, then grabbing one of my hands she dragged it down her side and around to grip what could only be described as the top of her ass. We were way past hip when I could extend my fingers and feel the bottom of her dress, but it's not like I was going to complain either way. She released my hand and brought hers around between us just to rake her fingers up my chest while she simultaneously slipped her leg between mine and began grinding her hips flush against my dick and I could feel the warmth from her body as she grinded on my thigh.

My god, she's fucking perfect. She's grinding on my thigh in time with the music and it was so damn erotic that all the while she was staring in my eyes, challenging me to bring my game. For a moment, at least I hope it was only a moment I was nearly as frozen as the dumb ass that'd stood behind her on the dance floor earlier. When she reached up and breathily whispered, "I thought you were going to dance with me, or do I need to go back to the girls?" I snapped out of my trance, time to show her what this night could do for both of us.

I tightened my hand on her ass, sliding it lower so I could encourage her grinding while I slid my dominate hand up to her rib cage holding her firmly against me, allowing my fingers to graze the side of her breast when the time was right. I leaned in and took my first inhale of her heady scent while I breathed against her ear lobe, "Oh we are going to dance, and before the night is over you won't even remember there is another person in this bar."

She pulled back enough to give me what looked to be a combination of an amused and challenging gaze, biting her lower lip before she leaned in towards my face. I couldn't help it when my breath froze, waiting for her to kiss me. When her lips ghosted over my chin, jaw, and then stopped just next to my ear lobe to whisper, "Promises, promises." I was a little mad at myself, but far more turned on. Of course, Aphrodite had no intention of giving in so easily; I was going to have to earn everything with her. Not something I have ever had to do, but I think the challenge of it all was actually making it more erotic. I was definitely going to enjoy the challenge.

She moved fluidly against me for the rest of the song, her breast pressed tightly against my chest, so much so, that all I had to do was glance down and I could almost see the soft rose of her nipple. Her hands would rake up and down my body pulling my hair enough to force my vision straight to see the soft swells, all while her pelvis rocked against my thigh. Damn vixen, she would follow the teasing glimpses by grazing my balls with her thigh, just enough pressure to let me know that she knew very well where her leg was pressed.

As the first song was coming to an end she hiked her leg, spread over my thigh, up to my hip and twisting her body using my shoulders as leverage so that as she lowered she glided down my still slightly bent leg. I could feel her trying to guide my body so that she could stay just off center of me and continue to keep the light teasing touches she had been delivering all through the first song. I'd had enough with light and teasing, and it was time that she got a little of her own medicine.

I gave her a lascivious grin and slow wink, "Uh uh, my turn vixen." Grasping her hips firmly I took a half step back so that I could open my hips a little wider and drag her back against me. With our bodies flush once again I noticed how she lined up perfectly against me so that I could still reach all of the erogenous zones without having to bend awkwardly, her firm ass and rounded hips fit just inside the lines of my own hips. As the music started its final transition into the new I had her firmly pressed against my already semi hard erection, no doubt soon to be fully hard. I just had to get her going faster than I excited myself. Normally this wouldn't be a concern; she just seemed to be living up to my moniker, Aphrodite indeed.

We grinded against each other with increasing force and friction as the song began, and I realized I was going to have to risk pushing her away to get us back to the same level of hedonistic abandon. Simultaneously, I glided one hand up to cup her upper rib cage and the other down to the inner part of her thigh and hip. I lowered my mouth to her neck and began nibbling along the juncture of her neck and shoulder straight up to her ear lobe, which I captured alternating between nibbling and sucking lightly all the way up. Just behind her ear I gave a soft suck and felt her react almost violently, grinding back into me and arching her back just enough to drive one hand lower towards her hem line and the other almost over her breast. I couldn't help the grin that I know she felt spread against her heated skin. Although she either didn't care at all, or chose to ignore it as she rolled her head to my shoulder allowing me not only better access, but a clear view of her cleavage heaving with each labored breath she dragged in.

Grazing my thumb over her erect nipple I hummed against her skin before asking her, "Did you like that vixen, would you like more?" I was surprised not to recognize my own voice, it had a breathy husky quality I don't ever recall hearing before but I wasn't about to waste time contemplating that right now.

Her response brought me back to the question I had almost forgotten I'd asked, "Mmmmhmm." Was her purred response, the purr pushed me semi hard to granite. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep up this teasing much longer so I had to make every move count.

I rolled her head towards me with my shoulder and captured her lips in the first heated kiss, and my god, Aphrodite had a talented mouth. I was so lost thinking about her oral skill and where else I might get to feel it that I almost forgot where my hand was resting flush against her breast. Pulling back slightly to give me a measure of control again I rolled my thumb around her pert nipple through the thin material of her dress I'm sure it almost fell like skin on skin to her. She shuddered against me before turning suddenly and grabbing a handful of my hair and sucking my tongue straight out of my mouth, rolling her own against it. Holy Hell there was no way to mistake the message behind that, and I was silently praying that she was going to deliver on the promise.

When she finally released my tongue I realized her hand had crept under my shirt and her finger tips were now grazing along my jeans waistband. I yanked her back for a ferocious lewd kiss nibbling her lower lip before I pulled away just enough to make direct eye contact.

"Your place, or mine vixen?" My breathing was nearly violent at this point and I knew that if we didn't leave this damn dance floor was going to be the scene of the first voyeuristic sexual encounter for me, that or I was going to end up blowing in my pants in reality.

"Well, before I take you to mine I'd like to know whether showing a stranger where I live is going to be worth it." She said challengingly.

My jaw went a little slack at that, seriously she practically put on a soft porn show and now she's being cautious? Then I noticed that she was giving me yet another teasing challenging smile, with her eyes half lidded and pupils blown wide it wasn't quite as challenging as it was teasing, but fine I'd play.

"If you're worried about me not delivering, I promise I'll have you screaming all night if that's what you want. If it's about not wanting to show me to your place, we could always go to mine."

She seemed satisfied with my answer, "How far is your place?"

"Are you in a hurry Vixen?" I couldn't stop the cocky grin if my life depended on it.

"Not at all stud, just wondering how long your walk of shame will be tomorrow." She replied with a wink.

"Men don't walk home in shame, they strut Vix."

She laughed loudly at that, and grabbed my hand leading us through the crowd. I noticed quickly we were going in the wrong direction to leave and tried to pull her to a stop. "Hey Vixen, the door is the other way. How much have you had to drink tonight?" I'm really hoping she's not plastered, I can't do the drunk lay, and it always ends badly.

When she laughed again and yelled over her shoulder, "No kidding stud, we're swinging by my besties table before we leave. No matter how hot you might be, I'm not just ditching him."

Him, what the fuck? Her bff is a guy; he's got to be either in love with her or gay. I'm really praying for the latter. I don't need a love sick puppy trying to pull a cock block, I might seriously lose it on the guy if I get this close and loose out now.

"How about I go settle my tab while you check in, I'll be right at the corner of the bar there?" I didn't like the idea of abandoning her to all the lusty eyes following her every move, but I figured it would be better to have to fight off a stranger rather than a possibly love sick best friend.

"Okay, I'll just be a minute. He must have found someone to keep him busy, so he probably won't want me hanging around for more than a few seconds anyway." Her casual response and sultry smile gave me some reassurance as I watched her start off towards the back tables.

I pushed through the crowd as quickly as I could, settled my tab and then searched out my Aphrodite. It didn't take long to find her brilliant red hair; of course I could have followed the trail of wagging tongues straight to her. She was chatting with a dark haired guy currently wrapped up in a very glittery man next to him. Well, at least I didn't have to worry about dealing with a cock block from the bff.

I watched as she turned towards me raised her arm and then kissed the dark haired more subdued guy on the lips, what the fuck?! Before she turned around and started making her way towards me.

As soon as she was close enough to reach I grabbed her hand and pulled her alongside me as we made our way to the door. The internal debate about whether I should mention the kiss was futile, clearly she was taking me home and the guy was obviously with another man. I just couldn't shake the feeling that the kiss was a little much considering they were both obviously taking other people home. Shaking my head I pushed the thought out and guided her towards my car. I had to remember that she was indeed bringing me home, I just hope that if that guy is coming back to her place he likes to listen to her scream someone else's name.

Last of the club scene for Clace. I know that I have been avoiding Clary's POV a lot, but that is going to be true for most of this story. I will use her POV again at certain points, but I like leaving her a bit mysterious to the readers. We will be checking back in with Alec next chapter so don't worry, I haven't forgotten him.