Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
"Yeah."
"Your mouth did that?" I laugh.
"Yeah," he says again.
It's kinda silly, but it makes the tingling sensation come to life inside of me. I run my finger along it. I'm not sure he'd be okay with me saying I like it. He's upset that he left it there.
“Is it a terrible thing?” I peek up at him.
“Depends.”
“Could I give you one?”
“Fuck me.” He groans under his breath. “You’re not helping me keep it under control.” Ace openly adjusts his cock in his sweatpants. My eyes linger there. I’d felt that between my thighs, and I really wanted to see it, but I don’t want him to freak out again and run to the bathroom. This is when I could really use my sister to pepper with questions, but that would only get some shot my way.
“Is it always hard like that?”
“You have that effect on it.” Ace picks me up and places me back on his lap, leaving me straddling him.
“Is this okay?”
“That’s on you, Libby.”
“You’re confusing.”
“Trust me, babe. I’m fighting with myself here.”
“Why?”
"It would be devastating for me if you ever felt regret for anything we did."
“I would never.”
“You don’t know that yet.” I’m sure he believes that. I don’t.
“So now what?”
“Like I said.” He gently rests one of his hands on my shoulder. He rubs the marked spot with his thumb. “That’s up to you.” I lick my lips.
“Are you saying that I could?” My eyes drop to his neck. He reaches behind him with his other hand, grabbing the back of the collar, and pulls the shirt off, tossing it away. God, I love when he doesn’t wear a shirt. He probably thinks I’m a weirdo because I’m always rubbing my hands all over his chest. But I can’t stop myself. I love the feel of his skin on my fingertips.
“Libby, you can do anything you want to me. I’d never tell you no.”
I lean in and brush his neck with my mouth. Ace digs his fingers into my hair as I gently kiss his neck. “What do I do? Suck?”
“Yeah.” The one word is gruff. I swirl my tongue around before I latch on to him. “Libby,” he groans. His cock jerks against my ass. I keep going, knowing he’s enjoying it. I suck harder, and once again I start to rock my hips, my body wanting the pleasure it knows he can provide.
This time, Ace allows me to take charge. I open my legs wider to find that perfect spot on his cock. “That’s it, baby, take what you need.” I do.
I let any doubts, shyness, or insecurity I have melt away. It’s only Ace and me right now. I rub against him, finding the pleasure I need until I come again. Ace groans my name too as I collapse onto his bare chest.
“Are you going to run to the bathroom again?” I tease after a long moment.
“Maybe.”
“Really?” I sit up so I can see him.
“Kinda want to see the damage.”
“Damage?”
“The mark, babe.”
“Oh.” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip. I gave him a way bigger one than he did me. Actually, there are a couple. I guess I moved my mouth around a lot. I have an immediate understanding as to how Ace felt when he left his mark on me. Because I feel it too, looking at mine on him. He’s mine. I just hope he doesn’t think I got carried away.
“Don’t make that face.” Ace says.
He grabs the phone, flipping the camera on. He points it at us. A smirk pulls at his lips. He turns his head and kisses me as I hear him snap a picture.
13
ACE
It kills me to do it, but I slowly work my way out of Libby’s hold. After I’d gotten her to come again for me, we ate, watched a movie, and she crashed on me again. My watch has alerted me several times that I need to check some messages. I’d rather do it while Libby is sleeping so I don’t have to worry about it while she’s awake. Then I can have all my attention on her.
I place a kiss on her head before I go back into the safe room. I mutter a curse when I see Joe’s Jeep out back and the alerts on my phone. Joe has a key to get into the bar, but I’d engaged the more secure locks. I never had to use them before, but I wasn’t taking any chance with Libby’s safety. I turn them off and send a text back indicating that it's safe for her to enter.
This only makes it that much clearer that time really is up. I click through a few of my feeds and see people outside moving about the small town. The hell am I going to do? I worry that if I ask Libby to stay, she might do it out of obligation. I know how badly she misses her sister.