Page 42 of Until Ace

I have a feeling she’s not just talking about the break-in. And after what she shared with me last night, I know it wasn’t just a random remark. That level of destruction seemed personal. Whoever was in her home had the intent to drive her out, to leave her vulnerable. Still, there’s too much I don’t know yet. And she still hasn’t shared everything.

I don’t push her for answers now, because it’s too fresh, and she may clam up and never tell me what’s going on. Beverly doesn’t know, or she would have told me, and I’m not going to dig up anything. No, it must come from Mandy.

“It’s just a bump in the road.” I tilt up her chin and kiss her lips lightly. I’ve wanted to kiss her from the moment I saw her standing in my kitchen, making breakfast, but I didn’t want to come on too strong. This peck is meant just to remind her of the start of last night and the best kiss I’ve ever had in my life. Though, when she smiles, all bets are off.

I lean down and kiss her lips again. Only this time, I don’t leave it at that. I touch my tongue to her lips, and just like last night, they open up immediately, giving me access. I take advantage and seek out her tongue with mine. She tastes of coffee and toothpaste. I cup the back of her head as her hands travel up my back, and my cock takes notice.

When she rakes her fingernails along my skin, the kiss goes from lingering to fast and hungry in the blink of an eye. If I don’t stop now, I won’t be able to let go.

I pull my mouth from hers, trying to gain control, but she latches onto my neck with her lips. She keeps licking and sucking at the sensitive skin, making my eyes roll back into my head.

Fucking hell, that feels good.

“Baby, we gotta stop,” I mutter, but at the same time, I pull her shirt up and encounter the soft skin underneath.

“I need you, Ace,” she breathes against my skin, then nips at the spot.

A groan rumbles out of me.

I wrap my hand in her hair and tilt her face up to mine. She whimpers and opens her eyes.

“You will have me, baby,” I promise. “But not now, not when you’re still emotional from last night. When our time comes, and it will come, I want it to be just us.”

Saying those words physically hurts, but they need to be said.

She’s not ready for me and everything I want to do to her.

Not now.

She needs time to figure a few things out first. But when she does, I'll be waiting.

She pouts and gets up on her toes. “It better come soon.”

I smile, breathing a sigh of relief that she’s back to her cool self. As much as her masks have frustrated me, after last night, I welcome her acting as if nothing can touch her.

“Oh, it will,” I promise, pressing my throbbing cock into her belly, letting her know how much I want her.

Her eyes widen before a satisfied smile appears on her face. She likes what she does to me. I can’t blame her. I’m running hot like a seventeen-year-old boy.

I start to lean in for another kiss, when there's a knock on the door.

“I'm going to kill whoever is out there,” I vow and give her a quick, hard peck on the lips.

I mean it. I don't want any interruptions of my time with Mandy.

Her chuckle trails behind me as I walk toward the annoying sound.

“I'm coming,” I yell when the person won't stop banging.

“What!” I bark as I open the door and get a figurative smack in the face for my efforts.

“Ace, I can’t believe you would answer the door in such a way!” Beverly scorns me. “What if there was a lady standing at your doorstep?”

“Well….” I don't finish what's on my mind.

Beverly is no lady, and she will have my balls for dinner if I do finish my sentence. Sure, she's sweet, but when pissed, she's a handful.

“Don't you dare!” She points her finger in my face as she walks past me and into the house. She knows me too well. “Now, where's my girl?”