No Longer Interested

His hands roamed her back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more passionate, as they lost themselves in each other.

Grace's hands moved to his shirt, fumbling with the buttons in her haste to feel his skin against hers, while Jace, who was equally eager, slid his hands under her dress and caressed her thighs, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.

"Grace," Jace whispered against her lips, his voice thick with desire. "I need you. Now."

Grace felt a surge of longing at his words, but a small voice in the back of her mind reminded her to be cautious and not to be too carried away as it was mostly passion and nothing more.

She tried to ignore it and tried to focus solely on the way Jace's touch made her feel, but the voice grew louder, even getting more insistent this time.

"Jace, wait," she said breathlessly, pulling back slightly.