Chapter 14

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The characters belong to Cassie Clare.

Clary POV

I couldn't tell how long I slept for until I woke up. It feels like I only slept for a couple hours when in reality, I slept for 13 hours. Holy shit.

I picked myself up and put my feet to the floor. I could hear the birds chirping outside and see the sun barely shining through the edges of the curtains. I stretched by back and my arms before standing up to look at myself in the mirror. I noticed the same red hair, freckled face, and green eyes as always but something was different. I looked for a while but I didn't see it until I was about to give up. I can't stop smiling, that's what's different.

Of course, Izzy would leave us alone to 'work through our problems'.

"What did my brother need, Jace?" I asked trying to awkwardness a little bit. His jaw was lightly clenched and his arm muscles strained like he was holding himself back or something. He definitely was avoiding eye contact.

"I, uh," he said running a hand through his hair. "He didn't. I just said that so everyone else would leave."

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "You didn't have to lie to them to get them to leave."

"Yes, well, what fun would it have been to say, 'I need time with my favorite in the person in world so the rest of you can't be home'," he recited with a grin stretching wide.

I couldn't contain the small smile that crept to my own face and the mood lightened up a bit more.

He took a step closer to me which made me hyperaware of two things: one, we were completely alone for the rest of the night. Two, we haven't spoken or touched since my brother freaked on us after being in a highly comprising position.

I'd love to be in that compromising position again, though.

I tried to keep myself composed and my thoughts clear so I could focus on Jace.

"I can think of something slightly more fun but it goes against every word your brother threatened me with," he said again, this time taking more than one step closer to me.

I felt myself internally shudder at his closeness and the words he was saying.

"You're saying I'm worth risking my brother's wrath for?" I asked trying to keep myself cool and the conversation PG.

He's close enough now that I can feel his body heat and see his chest rising quicker than normally. Is he nervous or something?

"I'm saying, you're worth everything," he said into my ear.

I closed my eyes for a second to compose myself. He clearly had no intentions on keeping our conversation PG.

When I opened my eyes he was gone, not completely gone, but he was leaving the room. I followed him from Izzy's room and down the hall to his own. He held the door open for me and closed it when we were both inside. I heard the lock click and his feet shuffle over to sit by me on the bed.

"What am I worth exactly?" I asked trying to sound as normal as possible. He looked me dead in the eye for the first time and my insides belly flopped. God, damn, he is so beautiful. His gaze is honest, and intense, and addictive all at the same time. I couldn't take my eyes off of his even if I tried.

He leaned in closer. For a moment I thought he was going to kiss me. Please kiss me. My eyes start to flutter shut when I feel his body shift next to mine. He wasn't going to kiss me. Instead, I felt his body hover next to mine, just inches away. I could feel his breath in my hair and the tension in the air. I would do anything to get rid of that tension.

He leaned in again, careful not to actually touch me too much. I had to lean back on my elbows to keep supporting myself up.

"I'll show you exactly what you are worth to me," he said darkly. I don't think I have ever heard his voice so husky, so sure of itself, ever in my life. It made me just take a moment to think about how much we have gone through to get us to this place. It makes me want to fight for what we have now even more.

"Is that a promise?" I ask trying to keep my voice steady. I'm sure he sees right through it but I had to try.

He leans over impossibly close making me lean off of my elbows and lay on my back. He has to support himself with one of his arms if he doesn't want to touch me yet. It makes this situation all more incising.

"Not so fast, though," he said against my ear in a low and whispered tone. He takes my hand and holds my fingers up to his mouth to trace a few light kisses along my knuckles. He puts my hand above my head to support himself while still holding my hand. "I want to enjoy this time the right way – take our time."

"I just want you," I managed to say between my heavy breathing and his. I could see the desire in his eyes building with every promising second.

He plants a teasing kiss along my jaw and I try and pull my hand away so I could get closer to him. It doesn't dawn on me what he's doing until I can't get my hand free from above my head.

"I want to go slow this time, Clary," he said planting kisses along my jaw to my ear slowly. "We have all the time in the world tonight."

"Jace-," I tried to manage but it came out raspy and hot. I had to close my eyes or I was about to lose every ounce of control.

I felt his hips come down flush with mine and then his lips connecting with my neck. My breath is so uneven right now I can't even function. This is what he does to me, he makes me loose control too fast.

"I want you to enjoy every second of this," he says working painfully slowly to the base of my neck and to my shoulder.

I can't find any words with his lips on my skin like this so I settle for a pathetic, "mmmhmm."

His smile becomes predatory as he continues his trail back up to my mouth.

I can't help the moan that I've been suppressing this entire time when his lips meet mine. He trails his tongue along my lower lip asking for entrance. I mentally smirk to myself and break the kiss before deepening it. His eyes are daring and his own smirk widening.

"I can do better things with my tongue anyways," he says mock pouting. I mentally smack myself this time when he places his spare hand at my waist. His lips are back against my collar bone but he doesn't stop there.

His fingers find my skin and dangerously slowly trail themselves up to my ribs. He doesn't stop until my shirt is barely covering my boobs.

I try and pull at his shirt but he shakes his head. "Please." It was supposed to come out confident but comes out like a breathy moan instead.

He circles his hips and takes my free hand to be joined above my head with my other one. It only takes one of his hands to hold both of mine. Just the thought of Jace having full control of my body makes me squirm.

His lips are trailing down the outside of my chest until he's low enough that he can grab my shirt with his mouth. I lifted my hips to his for any contact, anything to help with the ache but he simply pushes my hips back to the bed with a moan of his own.

"If you do that, it will be over to soon," he says with a slight beg to his tone. I feel myself crumble under his lust filled gaze and nod in return. I'm sure if I tried to talk right now I would sound desperate.

My shirt is off before he can reposition his hands leaving me in my bra and bottoms. His eyes sink so far into my skin I can feel them burning into me with every breath he takes.

I reach for his shirt and swipe it up over his head, with his help because I'm short and on my back.

It only takes a second but it was enough for me to knock him off balance. I fall on top of him before he could stop us from falling.

I start my assault to his jaw, then his neck, lower to trace circles on his chest. I can feel every muscle twitch under my lips, every moan he tries to catch, and his fingers that are gripping my waist. I trace slower kisses down the middle of his abs and he throws his head back further into his pillow.

I dip one finger into his waistband and draw circles on his skin. It's not until I tug his pants a couple inches lower that I realize how hard he is. OOPS, Karma's a bitch.

I kiss lower and lower until my lips reach the hem of his pants and his hand is gripped in my hair. I hesitate for a moment because I don't know if this is something that I really want to do yet. I try not to panic and busy myself with trailing kisses back up to his chest. His breath catches when I get back up.

I sit up so I'm straddling his waist so I could move my hair out of my face. Our eyes lock for a moment and I can feel his hands on my back, on my bra clasp. I don't stop him and our eyes remain locked long after it hits the floor. He's seen this much and more of me before but that feels like so long ago now.

He noticed my hesitation and used it to swing us back around. His hips are back on top of mine and my hands are back above my head. He plants loving kissing to my lips before dragging them back down to my chest.

He continues down until he gets to my breast and he squeezes my hands a little harder so I can't squirm out again.

"Jace-," I practically beg.

"Clary-," he says switching to the other side.

He circles his hips against my own and I can't stop the moan that surpasses my lips.

He forgets about holding my hands for a second and slides my pants off. His pants are gone in another second before he's right back on top of me.

"Condom," I barely manage to get out between kisses. He doesn't break the kiss but reaches to his night stand and fumbles for a package.

He fumbles with the wrapper so I take it and tare it as hard as I could manage.

"Is it going to hurt this time?" I ask watching him roll the plastic on to himself.

"Hardly," he said positioning himself in between mu thighs.

His mouth is back to my breast as his fingers work their way down. I can feel it when he puts the first finger in, but he was right, it doesn't hurt. Two more fingers later and I can barely control myself from squirming, he finally takes his hand away.

I wrap myself around him and hold on tight. I close my eyes in preparation but the pain that I felt last time doesn't come.

A low and deep growl comes from Jace as he lowers himself lower and lower. I can feel our hips connected and the tightness fade away. I loose all control when he starts moving.

"Clary," I hear from behind me. I tighten the bed sheet around myself and turn back to see Jace waking up. "How did you sleep?"

"Incredibly," I said still smiling like a loon.

"What time is it?" he asks rubbing his eyes and then his hair.

"After 2 pm," I said looking at his bed side alarm clock.

"Shit," he says sitting up so fast he doesn't even take the blanket with him.

"What?" I ask trying not to sound to hurt by his sudden urge to leave.

"I have football practice at 2:30," he says taking out a towel and clothes from his dresser. "Don't leave, please. I'll be back in a couple hours. You can chill with Izzy, feel free to shower, whatever you want, but please wait for me."

"Okay, I guess."