51. Bold Desires
Ace was a very impatient man when he was turned on.
After helping me out of his car, he rushed me into his house, practically sprinting up the stairs to his room with me in his arms.
The moment after locking the door behind us, he slammed his lips onto mine, thrusting his tongue in my mouth, and touched me all over.
He positioned his hands beneath my ass and picked me up so I was pressed between him and the door. I wrapped my legs around his waist, ensuring he couldn’t get away even if he wanted to.
The heat inside me was building again. I wondered if Ace could tell.
He kissed me like his life depended on it while grinding his hard length against my crotch. I whimpered when he wrapped the G-string of my thong around his finger to pull it tight against my clit.
I anxiously shifted my hips against his, drawing low groans from both of us. “Wait,”
I said against his mouth. “Ace, wait.”
Ace pulled his mouth from mine, finally allowing me to breathe, but continued to kiss my chin, my cheek, down my neck. “Hm?”
“I want to be in charge,” I rushed out, my words choppy.
Ace paused before leaning back to look into my eyes. “What?”
Even I was a little shocked by my strange request. Nonetheless, I lifted my chin and repeated myself.
“I…want to be in charge?”
I consciously had to stop myself from wincing when it came out as a question rather than the statement
I’d intended.
Ace raised his eyebrows at me.
“Just for a little while,” I added quickly.
Ace’s eyes slid back down to my lips. Silently, he lifted one of his hands to my chin, then squeezed my jaw just enough to make my heart skip a beat. He hummed as he rubbed his nose along mine.
“Only…only because this was my idea.” I was barely able to get the words out, especially when he bent down and dragged his lips over the bump on my neck. I moaned quietly.
“And it’s for your birthday. I had a plan.”
Ace moved his hand to the back of my neck and swiped his thumb over my throat. I swallowed.
“You want to be in charge, baby girl?”
I started to nod just as Ace slowly leaned back down and began sucking on the bump on my neck, occasionally opening his mouth wide enough to scrape his canines across it.
My body convulsed, every thought flying from my head.
“Don’t get distracted, Doe,” he purred against my skin. “Answer my question.”
Don’t get distracted? Is he serious right now?
“Yes,” I finally managed to say amid a gasp. “I’m…I’m just afraid y-you might rip off my new lingerie before I get the chance to show it off if I let you have your way.”
Ace laughed softly, and his forehead fell against my shoulder. “All right,” he said.
“All right. You be in charge, baby. For as long as I can manage it, at least.”
A proud grin took over my face.
I wiggled my hips, prompting Ace to let me slide down his body until my feet touched the floor. He kept me pressed against the door, almost as if he couldn’t force himself to pull away.
His huge body towered over mine, making me feel small in the best sort of way— protected and safe in his calming presence. I loved it.
I started to move without thinking, letting my instincts lead me. m and the door. I I untucked his shirt from his pants and then dipped my hands underneath the fabric. My fingers skated over the hard, sculpted muscles of his stomach and then up his back.
It felt so intimate and special to touch and explore the skin of the man I loved so freely. My heart tch. I whimpered swelled as I considered how well I knew the man in front of me.
While our romantic relationship had just begun, he’d been my best friend for so long. I knew his likes and dislikes, what made him scared or happy, what drove him to get out of bed in the morning.
And I knew his body and its reactions better than I knew my own.
I loved him. He was my person. And I was his.
I took one more deep breath of his addictive, masculine scent and then, with great difficulty, pushed him back so there were a few feet between us.
“Take off your clothes,” I said.
Ace choked on a laugh, evidently surprised by my boldness.
I shrugged and crossed my arms. I decided I liked being in charge. “If I have to be in my underwear, so do you. Take off your clothes.”
His mouth ticked up at the corner. “With pleasure.”
He slipped off his shoes and socks first. His belt, pants, and shirt were gone just as quickly, his molten eyes never straying from mine while he undressed. hen squeezed my He was so confident; each move was graceful and self-assured. It was sexy as hell.
Finally, Ace stood before me in just his underwear, his erection clearly visible under the fabric of his
ally when he bent boxers. I wet my dry lips.
Having him like this made me feel a tad better about taking off my clothes, my body soon to be subjected to what I was sure would be a thorough examination on his part. Now we were on equal ground.
I was just about to push off the door and approach him when he pulled his boxers down his legs.
My jaw dropped. “W-wait, I said I wanted you in your underwear! Not…not naked…”
Ace straightened, completely bare now, his hard cock jutting out proudly between his legs. He gave me an obnoxiously charming and boyish grin and shrugged. “Just getting rid of another obstacle.”
I opened my mouth to argue but found it hard to form any words, especially when he reached down and grabbed his stiff cock and gave it a few firm strokes, smirking at me the whole time.
my new lingerie My stomach did acrobatics.
I couldn’t stay away from him any longer. I walked up to him and placed my hands on his thick chest.
Then, slowly, I pushed him back.
Ace held my gaze, stepping with me until his legs hit the edge of his bed.
“Lie down,” I told him.
Ace followed my orders without hesitation. He positioned himself on his back, propped up by his pillows, and casually crossed his arms behind his head.
I took a moment to appreciate how beautiful he was. Absolutely perfect: there was no other way to describe him.
His dark hair was swept back in that messy way I loved, his chest and abs looked like they were carved from stone, and each muscle was firm and defined.
The V of his lower stomach was like an arrow pointing straight down to heaven.
I could have studied him forever and probably would have if it weren’t for the low purring sound that Ace started to make, stealing my attention.
My eyes flew up to meet his. He quirked an eyebrow at me, possibly amused to have caught me checking him out so shamelessly.
“Well, baby girl?” he drawled. “Is it time for that fashion show you promised me?”
I swallowed the thick ball in my throat. Excitement as well as nerves made homes in my stomach.
My eyes remained glued on him as I slowly pushed one strap of my dress from my shoulder, followed by the other. Then I reached behind me and dragged the zipper down.
My dress easily fell down my body, becoming a puddle of black fabric at my feet.
I stood in front of him in only my lacy pink lingerie set, sheer white stockings, and black heels. my underwear, soAce looked so severe. I almost worried I was causing him pain. His slow perusal of my body was intense and meticulous as he drank in every inch of my skin.
I waited nervously, holding myself back from fidgeting as he focused on my hard nipples and then down to my pussy, both clearly visible through the sheer fabric of my lingerie set.
My skin burned with heat once again. Flushed was becoming my new default.
“Turn,” Ace ordered.
I jumped at the growl, not expecting it.
Realizing how intense he sounded, he quickly added a rough “Please.”
I did as he asked and spun slowly, stopping when my back was to him so he could get an eyeful of my ass.
His breathing stalled when I hooked my thumbs into the lacy beginnings of my thigh-high stocking and bent over to push it down, making sure my legs were spread so that Ace could see how wet I was.
The insides of my thighs were covered in my arousal, and my pussy was clenching by itself, desperate legs. He gave mefor his touch.
I did the same with the other stocking, moving as slowly as I could, letting them both pool around my eached down andankles before stepping out of my heels and pulling them off completely.
My heart raced when I turned to face him. His massive hand was again wrapped around his even more massive cock, moving up and down, up and down, while he watched me with a starving expression.
All his muscles were straining, and he filled the room with his low growls.
“So,” I started, not sure how to proceed, “how do you like your birthday present?”
Ace’s dark-blue eyes snapped up to meet mine. “How much longer?” He said through clenched teeth.
I blinked. “What?”
“How much longer until I can rip it off you?”
My laugh was strained. So impatient.
Without saying another word, I climbed up on the bed and crawled toward him.
Ace sat still and watched me, although his left fist—the one not wrapped around his huge erection— flexed at his side like he was trying not to grab me.they were carved I settled myself between his legs and sat back on my knees, looking at him through my lashes.
Ace seemed to know what I wanted. He released his cock, letting it slap down against his stomach. I grabbed it instantly and began stroking it the same way he had been doing. Ace’s hip jerked.
My mouth watered. What will he do if I bend down and lick it?
high stocking and
Ace’s dark-blue eyes snapped up to meet mine. “How much longer?” He said through clenched teeth.
I blinked. “What?”
“How much longer until I can rip it off you?”
My laugh was strained. So impatient.
Without saying another word, I climbed up on the bed and crawled toward him.
Ace sat still and watched me, although his left fist—the one not wrapped around his huge erection— flexed at his side like he was trying not to grab me.
I settled myself between his legs and sat back on my knees, looking at him through my lashes.
Ace seemed to know what I wanted. He released his cock, letting it slap down against his stomach. I grabbed it instantly and began stroking it the same way he had been doing. Ace’s hip jerked.
My mouth watered. What will he do if I bend down and lick it?
