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“More,” I pant, “I need...more.”
Ace drops to his knees, licking my navel. I gasp at the new sensations. Water trickles down on us, making everything so much more intense.
I stare down at him. He looks so playful, grinning up at me. “I’m going to make you shatter,” he promises, and then his tongue is on my clit, licking and sucking and pushing me off a cliff so high I fall and fall and fall.
“Ace, fuck,” I breathe. But he doesn’t let up, working me with his tongue and fingers until I’m a boneless mess. Another orgasm crests, crashing over me with such force I scream his name.
Kissing up my stomach, Ace eventually meets my gaze once more. “Better?” His pierced brow lifts.
“I think you ruined me.”
Something flashes in his eyes, but it quickly melts away, replaced with a smirk. “Ever tasted yourself, Princess?”
“Wha—“
Ace captures my lips, shoving his tongue deep in my mouth and wrapping it with my own. I can taste myself on him, and it’s so fucking sexy.
“Suck,” he demands, easing away and slipping his finger into my mouth. I make a show of it, licking him clean.
“Good girl. Next time, if you’re lucky, it’ll be my cock.”
Heat pulses through me. I already want him again. But this is crazy.
He’s crazy.
“We need to get cleaned up,” I say, pushing him away so I can slip further under the water.
I need a second.
Ace is a lot.
My feelings for him are a lot.
“Hey,” he says, his hands curving my waist and holding me close against his body. “Are you—“
“I’m fine. I just don’t know where I stand with you. You drive me insane.”
“What do you feel when I touch you?” His finger skates down my neck between the valley of my breasts and dips inside my navel. It’s so erotic, a needy moan slips from my lips.
“I feel... alive.”
I feel free. I swallow the words.
“Then does it need to be anything else?”
I tilt my head back to look at him, but Ace is lying in wait. He fixes his mouth over mine and kisses me.
Slow.
Tender.
And everything I don’t expect it to be.
I want to believe he feels it too. That he needs this as much as I do. But I know there’s still so much I don’t know about the blue-eyed boy from the Heights.
I want to, though.
If he’ll only drop his walls long enough for me to burrow inside.
