AN: I'm bored. Here's a new chapter. BTW: Sexual times in this one. Enjoy. Please review, favorite, follow, and all of that jazz. :) Enjoy. 60 reviews before update.

I walk quickly towards the shower door, awaiting Jace. I take off my yoga pants and my tank top. I remove my underwear and sit on the toilet, patiently waiting for Jace to come in. Thank the Lord that I shaved.

Jace walks in naked and I can't help but marvel over his body. I mean, eight-pack, muscled arms, nice legs, really nice butt, and incredibly well-endowed. Eleven inches, like, oh my God.

He grins when he sees me checking him out. He raises an eyebrow.

"Like what you see?"

I groan at his arrogance and get up, walking towards the shower. I exaggerate the sway of my hips and I can feel Jace's lustful stare on my butt. Right before opening the shower door, I wink at him and get it. While turning the hot water and cold water knobs experimentally, Jace walks in and places his large warm hands on the sides of my hips. I lean into his touch and sigh. Jace starts kissing down my neck and I whimper softly. He smiles on my neck and I turn around to face him. Quickly, he crushes his lips to mine and I happily respond. We haven't been super intimate with each other since Charlie was conceived. Jace was always afraid he'd hurt Charlotte.

Slowly, his hands trail down and grasp my butt. I wrap my arms around his neck, my belly getting in the way of me actually touching him properly. He gets on his knees, trailing wet kisses down my body. I gasp as every single one hits my body.

"Jace," I moan.

His face starts heading down to my pelvic bone. He lingers there for a moment, kissing my bellybutton and then, abruptly, he sticks a finger inside me. I gasp at the sudden intrusion. He looks into my eyes as he moves his finger in and out, faster and faster and faster. I finally release and he licks his fingers clean. Jace kisses me passionately and I can taste myself on him. Then, the hickey invasion begins. He starts sucking and biting my neck, leaving angry red marks there. I tilt my head back, closing my eyes.

When Jace stands up, I take this as an opportunity to get on my knees. His eyes widen and he takes my face in his hands.

"Tiny, you don't have to do this," Jace begins and I shush him. I start stroking his length and this brings out a moan from him. I smirk and take him in my mouth whole. I'm surprised that my gag reflex hasn't stopped it.

I start moving my head back and forth, testing his reaction. His eyes, now open, roll to the back of his head and flutter shut. Once he releases, I stand up and kiss him softly for a few moments. Then, I actually try to take a shower. Jace helps me by washing my hair gently and I quickly get out and wrap myself in a towel.

I hum quietly to myself as I dry off. I go to our room in search for clothes. The only reasonable clothes that I can find are a loose t-shirt white t-shirt and some light-wash blue skinny jeans. I braid my hair to the side and apply a thin line of eyeliner on my waterline. My green eyes stare warily back at me. Jace walks out in nothing but a towel. He's drying his golden locks with a smaller towel, ruffling it up. His golden eyes meet mine and he smiles.

"What time is it?" He asks, after wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my temple.

I glance over at the clock. "12:56."

Jace smiles and leads me towards the T.V after dressing himself. I snuggle my head into his chest as he turns it on.

We watch a little bit of The Fosters before Jace starts distracting me.

He starts kissing my neck and brushing his lips over the hickey marks left there.

"Jace," I groan. "Not now."

His face slips into a pout.

"Tinyyyy," Jace whines.

"Dickheaddd," I mimic his tone to perfection.

My boyfriend sighs.

"We didn't get to finish our little game earlier." He says, winking.

I scoff at him and turn back towards the T.V. Jace continues regardless.

I pat my stomach and talk to Charlie.

Hey, baby. This is your mommy. I hope that once you're here, Jace can control his hormones.

"Hey!" Jace cries out in protest.

"Oops," I grin. "Did I say that out loud?"

"Yes, you did." Jace kneels in front of me. "Hey, baby girl. This is your daddy. Mommy is being mean and when you're born, you should always listen to your daddy, not your mommy."

Before he can go any further, I slap him upside the head.

"Idiot," I grumble, folding my arms over my chest.

He chuckles softly and kisses me quickly.

"Sorry, baby."

"It's fine," I respond, turning my attention back to the T.V.

My phone starts ringing to Panic Cord by Gabrielle Aplin, my favorite song at the moment.

"Hello?"

"Clare," Jon's voice comes on the other line.

"What's up, Jon?"

"Can you meet me at Starbucks? 5:45, if you don't mind."

"Alone?"

"You can bring Jace and Isabelle."

"Alright. See you then."

I hang up and Jace stares at me.

"So, where are we going?"