So... That was a long while, I'm sorry. This past few days have been a nightmare, worst weekend of my life. Anyway, I came back and I'll try to update another chapter after this one.

ChildOfNight2816: It doesn't bother me. My first language is Spanish :)

And now, the chapter. Enjoy, R&R

Disclaimer: I don't own TMI or any of its characters. I just need friends.

Chapter six: The fallen Angel

The next morning, Clary woke up to an empty bed. She looked around the room, realizing she hadn't dreamt all of the previous events. She sighed, and closed her eyes again, trying to forget where she was and with who. He's going to make me his slave. He's going to touch me, to broke me, to control me

The sound of the door opening made her open her eyes. Jace was coming out of the bathroom, only wearing a white towel around his waist.

"Good morning" he said while walking to the closet to find some clothes.

"Hey" she answered. She looked at her hands when his towel hit the floor, his naked body in front of her making her blush. "Couldn't you change in the bathroom?" she asked

"Don't you like what you see?" he walked towards her, now wearing a pair of black boxers. She raised her eyes, looking at his legs, his waist, his six-pack abs, his toned and hairless chest, his strong but thin arms who had dragged her to that same bedroom the day before. She looked at his long neck, taking in his strong jaw and finally looking at his beautiful face, losing herself in those golden eyes who matched his hair perfectly. His features reminded her of the ones of a fallen angel, beautiful, yet with a hint of danger in them. He looked like if he could break her with his own arms if he had to, and at the same time like he could hold her in his arms and take her away. She gulped, because she hated to admit it, but she did like what she saw. He raised an eyebrow and she realized she had spent the last 30 seconds staring at him "I'll take that as a yes"

"I-I.." She started but he cut her off

"It's ok, I know I'm stunningly atractive" She forgot all the good things she had thought about him, only seeing his arrogance now.

"Are you always this arrogant?"

"I'm not arrogant, I just love myself. I'm the love of my life"

"Well, at least you don't have to worry about rejection" She said and he chuckled
"Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting. Anyway, even though I love talking about myself, I want to do something different now" He leaned in closer to her, pressing his lips against hers. She didn't kissed him back, and he bit her lower lip, making her gasp and he introduced his tongue when she opened her mouth. He made her lay down and placed himself on top of her. While he kissed her neck, her breathing became more erratic. She was scared, and could barely move or breath because of the nerves. She felt his hands travel up and down her leg, getting higher each time. He removed her panties and she instantly closed her legs, trying to hide herself from him, but he kept them open with one of his knees. She pushed at his chest trying to get him off of her.

"Don't fight me, Clarissa" he said as his kisses went down her body, reaching her waist and biting the left side of her hip bone, then the right side.

She started breathing heavily when he place a soft kiss on her core, her heart almost getting out of her chest. He smiled at her reaction, and gave a long lick with his tongue on her sex. She gasp when she felt him licking and sucking at her clit, and couldn't help the little yelp coming out of her mouth. She knew it was gross and wrong, but her body didn't listened to her head. She started to moan louder than before, and made fists on the sheets when his tongue entered her. His nails scratched her legs as he opened her even more, placing her legs over his shoulders. She felt some kind of knot forming on her stomach as her temperature began to raise, and even though she tried to stop herself, she exploded inside his mouth. Jace licked her clean and kissed her clit one last time before returning the kisses to her chest and neck, finally looking at her eyes.

"I knew you'd like it" He smiled, proud of himself and what he did to her, while all Clary wanted was to cry and hide. She felt disgusting, used, dirty.. She felt like a slut. Tears started streaming down her face, and he wiped them away "Don't be ashame of enjoying sex, Clary. This is only he begining. I'll make you fly and touch the stars. I'll be inside of you so long that you won't be able to remember anything but my name, and when you beg me with that beautiful mouth to make you come, you'll taste the stars" She was shaking with a mix of fear and some kind of... Wanting, maybe? Could that be possible? Was she really wanting to feel all of that? "Get dressed and meet me downstairs for breakfast" He said while putting on some clothes and walking out of the bedroom.

She walked into the shower, letting the hot water to wash away her sweat and his smell. Lying on the floor, she closed her eyes and silently asked her father for forgiveness.

When she went downstairs, she walked into the kitchen and saw Jace sitting at the table, reading the paper and sipping coffee.

"You took your time" He said and pushed a plate with eggs and bacon to her. She seated and started eating, even it was cold and she didn't like bacon. She hadn't realized how hungry she was. She finished her food and took a sip of her orange juice, then looked at him.

"We have plans for today" He said

"What kind of plans?" She asked, scared at the thought of having him between her legs again.

"I'll take you shopping, you need a new wardrove. And in the night, we have a dinner"

"Dinner? Here?" She asked

"It's a dinner from my work. My brother and Isabelle will be there and I will introduce you as my fiancee and you'll have to act convincing, ok?" He asked, even it wasn't an option

"Ok" she sighed, knowing it there wasn't use fighting. He smiled, appreciating the fact that even though she wasn't as submissive as he'd wished, she learned fast how to obey, when to talk and when to remain silent. He hoped she could use that talent at the dinner.

I know it's short but... It's something.

Question of the week: How old are you?

See you in a few hours, hopefully. Lots of love.