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“Oh, okay…um…Ace?” she said, a trace of anxiety evident in her voice. “I don’t think…I mean, I think it’s too soon…I don’t think I can, you know….”
He lifted his mouth away and looked up at her knowingly. “You can,” he said confidently and then went immediately back to his work. Between licks he promised, “You can. Trust me, baby. You can.”
It took a few moments for her body to relax and her breathing to grow shallow. His tongue glided slowly, sensuously up and down as he ran his fingers beside it. With each pass he moved closer to the hood of her sex, but never made contact. When her fingers once again tangled in his hair and her hips lifted, pressing her core more against his open mouth kisses he knew that he was going to fulfill his promise. She’d trusted him and given herself over to the pleasure that he could bring her. Nothing was better than that.
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Stephanie’s back arched and she closed her eyes as Ace moved between her legs. She concentrated on the pleasure that was whipping through her. Ace constantly surprised her and this was no different. He’d brought her from—Don’t get me wrong, this feels nice but it’s not going to happen. Cut to a few seconds later—I mean, yeah, I guess…oh, wow. It does feel nice. In fact…it feels really nice. Like, really, really nice. Like…oh, yes. Oh, wow. Right there. Yes.
Not wanting to miss a moment, she opened her eyes and peered down. She wanted to watch Ace as his mouth moved between her legs. When she did, she was struck by how incredibly sexy, erotic and arousing the view was. Seeing and feeling his tongue lick her center as his fingers explored her folds was sensory overload. Before she knew it, every muscle in her body was burning and her second orgasm in under ten minutes tore through her.
It took her by surprise. As shocked as she was by the whole thing, there was one part of it that stood out to her as being the most surprising of all. The thing that she never could’ve predicted, not in a million years. And that was that the second orgasm was even stronger, even better than the first one was. It went beyond simple pleasure to a complete loss of control of her mind and thoughts. She was spinning and didn’t know how to stop. Not that she wanted to.
Her eyes closed as near intolerable pleasure shattered her into a thousand pieces. Rhythmic convulsions rolled through her as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. She did her best to both let go and hold on for the ride. She tried not to control her body and yet milk every ounce of pleasure out of her release.
When, finally, whimpering and trembling, she became aware of her surroundings again, Ace was standing up in front of her, his arms wrapped around her, pulling her towards him. He kissed her. She could taste herself on his mouth. She had never imagined that would be such a turn on, but oh, boy—it was.
He trailed kisses along her jaw line until his mouth was against her ear. “I love you,” he whispered roughly. “More than anything in the world. Forever.”
She froze. It wasn’t that she didn’t love him, too. She did. It was just that she was scared. She felt exposed. Vulnerable. But she wanted to push past that. She wanted to tell him that she loved him too, that she wanted and was ready for more. But when she opened her mouth the words got stuck in her throat.
He leaned back, his eyes twinkling, and that wicked half smile she loved painted on his face. “It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything now. I know you love me,” he teased, brushing her sweaty hair back from her face. “You told me when you were sleeping.”
“I did?” she asked.
“Yeah, and don’t try to take it back now. Everyone knows a person can’t lie when they talk in their sleep.”
She laughed and pressed her lips back to his as all of her fear and anxiety faded away. Just like it always did with Ace. He always knew the right way to make all of those feelings go away. He wrapped her in his arms and she felt protected, safe and loved.
As their kiss shifted from teasing to desperate, she pleaded, “I need you. I need to feel you.”
At her provocative request a growl ripped from his chest and the sound shot electricity straight to her core.
He picked her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her to the couch. She expected him to throw her down. In fact, the primal part of her was kind of hoping that he would. But he didn’t. Instead, he laid her down on the cushion so softly and gently that it made her tear up a little bit.
Her sentimental emotion morphed into pure, undiluted desire as he stood and began removing his clothes. The entire time his hungry eyes roamed her body. She felt his stare like a physical touch as she lay completely bare before him.
He quickly undressed and took care of protection. She watched as he slid the condom over his erection with a speed and fluency that was impressive and hot.
“Wow,” she teased, “that was smooth. Must be those badass special forces skills.”
But she realized that he was too turned on to even respond to her joke and his reaction caused yet another flash of arousal to spark deep in her belly. Without saying a word, he knelt between her knees, quickly positioned his engorged tip at her entrance, and drove into her with power that was a revelation. He impaled her with a primal force, claiming her, owning her.
Her muscles felt like they were electromagnetically charged. Every cell in her body felt alive with tingling awareness. He thrust in and out of her, his passion evident in every movement, every pump. She’d never felt anything like it.
It’s like she was completely at his mercy, she thought. And something about that phrase—at his mercy—stirred something deep in her core and she felt it build and build until…she felt the now familiar stirrings of another orgasm.
She clung to him as he moved in and out of her. Her nails raked up his back as her inner walls began milking his shaft. She lost herself in the sensation of his body filling her completely.
His lips brushed her ear as he whispered telling her how good she felt, how tight she was, how wet she was, how hard she made him. That was all it took for her to climax with a soul-shattering intensity. As she reached her peak she felt his body tense as he plunged into her one last time.
He collapsed on top of her and their movements slowed together until finally they were lying still, arms and legs entangled, the rhythm of their breathing in perfect time with one another, not moving at all except for a small caress here and there.
After what could’ve been a minute or an hour, she couldn’t tell because time now seemed to stand still, he stood, but she tightened her arms around him, holding him in place.
“I just want to feel you, like this.” She loved that he was still inside of her, loved the weight of his body on hers. She loved him. She just needed to tell him, while she was awake. And she would, but first she just wanted to live in this moment, this perfect moment for a little longer.
