Clary ran her hands up and down Jace's muscular legs, soothing him with her massaging. His eyes were glued to her naked breasts, before him, lightly rising and falling with her chest. She let him touch her, his hands cupping her breasts, his fingers teasing their tips.
She smiled down at him, snaking her hand between his thighs. She gingerly grabbed his shaft that now pulsated in her grasp. She could feel her body react to their intimate display, but she had bigger plans for tonight.
"Jace," she whispered, caressing his cock with her small hand, "Do you trust me?"