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I squeaked as the most intense sparks I had ever felt took over my body. It was nearly too much to handle. I melted into him, my breasts flattening against his chest.
Holy crap, he was good at kissing. So unbelievably good. A hot twist between my legs made me gasp and wiggle against him.
Besides my accidental kiss with Ace a little while ago, I’d never kissed anyone before. Actually, I had never even dreamed of kissing anybody but Ace.
And yet, my tongue sought out his on its own, knowing just what to do. Ace caught on to my need and stroked his tongue over mine, licking inside and out of my lips with heady motions.
He let out a groan, and the sound caused a new wave of wetness to pool at the junction between my thighs. I scrambled to push closer against him, and he gripped my waist harder.
I could’ve sworn that I lost touch with reality. My body was floating, totally consumed with all things Ace and his mouth against mine.
He boosted me up higher, and then I was suddenly on my back, on his bed, with him above me, still devouring my mouth.
We were lost in each other, and it was so, so good. Better than I ever could have imagined.
Why did it take us so long to admit our feelings for each other? We could have been doing this so long ago.
He consumed me. His teeth caught my lips, his tongue mating with mine, his snarls filling the room. His scent was overwhelming, masculine, smoky, musky.
Ace grabbed my neck and tilted it to the side so he could thrust his tongue deeper into my mouth and take full control of me. I let him do what he wanted without hesitation.
He groaned, and it electrified me from the inside out. His lips were sometimes soft, sometimes rough against mine, and I gasped, opening my eyes in time to catch a glimpse of his dark possessive gaze.
I whimpered my protest when he finally pulled away from me, trying to wind my arms around his neck and tug him back to me. I never wanted him to stop kissing me.
Ace chuckled. “I know, Doe,” he whispered, just barely skimming his lips over my jaw. “Fuck, you have no idea how long I’ve waited to do that.”
His odd purring grew louder. I let out a breathy sigh.
“But if we keep going, I will ravish you on the spot.”
That sounded wonderful. I nodded, arching my back to point my body toward his.
“That’s okay. Ravish me.”
He let out another chuckle that caused deep shivers to race down my spine. “You have no idea what you’re asking for, baby girl. You’re not ready for me to take you.
But you will be soon.”
His subtle rejection shocked me like a bucket of ice water being thrown over me. I settled back in the bed and awkwardly unfurled my arms from around his neck.
Oh my god, I just kissed Ace. Ace just kissed me. We just kissed each other!
“Okay,” Ace spoke softly, studying me with concern. “Okay, I think it’s time we talk.
Let’s cut this panic of yours short before it starts to snowball, yeah?”
He helped me sit up with gentle hands and wiped my hair out of my face.
“So.” I gulped when I noticed his hand massaging my thigh. “Y-you want to…be with me?”
“More than anything,” Ace confirmed. The broad, loving smile on his face made more than just my stomach flutter. “I’ve dreamed of this day since the moment we met.”
Despite my overwhelming feelings of love and relief, unexpected anger rose too.
“So, then, why didn’t you tell me that, you big jerk!”
I couldn’t help myself. All those years of confusion and wondering what our relationship was, and for what? For him to tell me he had been in love with me since the day we met?
I slapped him on his chest and then instantly regretted it when pain raced up my wrist. It was like hitting a rock.
Ace tutted his disapproval and gently grabbed my hand before kissing the sore spot.
My lungs constricted.
“Don’t do that again,” he reprimanded against my skin. “You’ll hurt yourself.”
I struggled to pay attention, too busy drowning in the sensation of sparks erupting from his lips, onto my skin. I think he unscrewed a few bolts in my head every time his mouth touched me.
“I didn’t tell you…,” he continued, kissing the inside of my wrist.
It didn’t hurt there, but I think he knew that. I think he was enjoying watching me squirm.
“…because I wanted you to be in control.”
“Uh-huh,” I murmured.
Ace grinned against my flesh and carried on with his ministrations. His lips and tongue made their way up my arm and onto my shoulder, leaving mind-numbing tingles in their wake.
I sighed in contentment.
Finally, his mouth found his favorite spot between my neck and shoulder, the same spot where he’d bitten me the previous night.
The moment his lips latched onto that mysterious, raised bump near my throat, pleasurable flames exploded in my gut. I was once again pressing up against him, needing more, more, more.
Getting turned on by Ace wasn’t anything new. He’d always found ways to make me blush.
But now that I knew he loved me, it felt different. It felt real. ?The apex of my thighs throbbed with a heartbeat, and liquid leaked from me, flooding my panties.
“Doe.” Ace groaned my name like he was in pain. He tightened his grip as he dragged his lips up my face until he was breathing against my ear. “I need to taste you. I’ve been starving for it. Please.”
One of his hands gripped my rib cage, his thumb caressing just underneath my boob, while the other one held my neck, keeping my head tilted.
My bones buzzed, and an embarrassing whimper escaped me. “You’re…you’re tasting me right now.” I dug my nails into his shoulders.
He let out a deep chuckle. “Not what I meant, sweet thing.”
The hand on my rib cage skated down until his fingers were brushing the inside of my thigh. My legs parted automatically, and Ace pressed his pointer to the elastic of my panties.
He looked at me, his eyes silently asking if this was all right.
I nodded.
His fingers moved a little to the left, right over the lips of my soaking pussy.
Tingles zapped through me. Whoa.
“You’re fucking soaking.”
He cupped my aching heat, making my hips shoot up. My head fell back onto his pillow as I released a moan.
“Here,” Ace said, pressing his hand down possessively. “I want to taste you here.”
I blinked at him in confusion. “You want to…” I gulped. “You want to put your mouth… down ~there~? Right now?~”~
“Only if you’ll let me.” His voice was so sexy when it was so deep and rough.
He cupped my jaw with his other hand. “You can tell me no.” His gaze was sincere, loving. “You can always tell me no. We can wait until you feel ready.”