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I stare at him in the dark room, lit by the stars outside the windows and the lights of the New York night. “Ace?—”
“Stop protesting everything. So what if it’s fast. Who cares. I want you with me.”
“But I’m still mad at you,” I whisper.
“Well, I’m in love with you, so there. I win.”
I’m stunned. Can we really fall in love this fast? “You can’t be.”
“I can and I am and there’s not a damn thing you can do to change my mind. You can’t even run from me because now I know your name.”
“You’re crazy,” I whisper.
“Crazy hot for you, Texas. I’m going to make you so happy you’ll never want to leave me. And I’m only just getting started.”
My eyes sting like I might start crying again but I hold them back. Ace has a way of hitting deeply buried veins of emotion with his off-hand, monumental promises.
I’ve spent my life digging in, worrying that it’ll never be enough, fighting with everything I’ve got to give myself a buffer against the fear. I don’t know if even Ace can cure me of all that, but there’s something life-changing about hearing him say he wants to.
“You have to take it all back,” I tell him.
“I can’t.” Ace plumps my breast to his mouth, circling his tongue lazily around my nipple. “All of it’s already signed off.”
“I’ll pay you back.”
“You already have, angel, I told you that. Now get up here and ride me. Then I’m going to fuck you from behind when you’re all warmed up.” His cock is already getting hard again.
Warmed up? And the pulls of his mouth at my nipple are making me moan.
Maybe he’s right: it’s going to take a few more tries to get this out of our systems.
23
It’s after midnight when we finally come up for air. Even after the shower we took together to cool off (where we ended up doing it against the Italian marble), we’re now wrapped around each other, slick with sweat, still coming down from our last orgasm. We’re lying on our sides, staring into each other’s eyes.
This is all…so unlikely.
So intense.
So absurdly…perfect.
It shouldn’t be this perfect. In so many ways he’s still a stranger to me. In so many others, I know him better than I’ve ever known any other person in my life.
“I’ll be surprised if I can walk tomorrow,” I murmur.
“Then I’ll carry you.” His voice is low when he asks the question. “Why did you wait?”
“Wait for what?”
“There must have been a million guys chasing after you in college. And high school. Why did you wait for me?”
Oh. That. “I guess I never met anyone I really connected with, enough to…give myself to them in that way. I always felt like I was just an object. A way for some jock to relieve some tension or put another notch on his bedpost. Not one of them seemed to actually see me. For me.”
“And you think…I did?” His eyes are denim-blue in the low light.
“Yeah. You did. Being with you in Hawaii was the least like me thing I’ve ever done. Second only to what happened today at the office. Okay, and third to being here tonight. I’m not usually impulsive. I don’t break rules. I don’t do anything casually, Ace. But meeting you…I guess it just felt right. I didn’t want to hold back with you. And I knew it was only for that one night—or so I thought—but it didn’t matter. I’d never felt so…”
“So…?” He’s eager for me to continue, and it’s cute that this hairy, burly he-man billionaire is waiting to hear what I have to say to him so expectantly.
