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“No.”
“N-No?” she stutters in disbelief.
I roll us over, but that’s the only part of that previous fantasy I allow to happen. “The next time I’m inside you, it’ll be because I deserve it. Because I’ve proved to you that I can be what you need. Not because you feel bad about my fucked-up past.”
“Ace, no. That’s not what—”
“I know, but it’s off the back of all of that, and I want it to be about us.” Lowering my mouth to hers, I cut off any argument she might have. “Get dressed. I’m taking you for breakfast before school.”
“Oh yeah?” She beams.
“Yeah, if I can’t have sex then I, at least need decent food to make up for it.”
“Okay,” she agrees, jumping from the bed. “But I need to shower first.” She drops her hands to the hem of her tank and pulls it up over her head. “Join me?” she asks before throwing the fabric at my head.
I catch it, but at no point do I take my eyes off her back. “Turn around, Princess,” I demand.
But the little minx pushes her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and pushes them down her legs, giving me the most perfect view of her ass.
“Fucking hell,” I groan, my already hard cock pulsing in frustration.
“Wanna see the front? Then I suggest you follow me.” She’s gone before I blink. It’s the sound of the shower running that gets me moving.
She’s already under the spray by the time I step into the bathroom. “Hey,” she says shyly. Her hands lift to her hair and the water streams down between and over her breasts, her pink and pert nipples just begging to be sucked on.
How the fuck am I meant to resist?
Fuck breakfast. I’ve just found something much more fulfilling.
Chapter Nine
Remi
I shouldn’t be doing this. But I can’t stop.
I need him.
I need Ace the way thunder needs lightning.
His piercing blue eyes drink me in as I lather soap over my body, paying careful attention to my breasts.
“Fuck, Remi,” he breathes, torment etched into his expression.
Ace wants to do the right thing. He doesn’t want to rush me into making a decision I’ll regret, but right now, I really, really need him to be the reckless bad boy I know he can be.
I let my fingers glide down my stomach, shivering at my own touch. The water makes everything so slippery, so good.
“You’re not playing fair, Princess.” The words vibrate deep in his throat.
“Maybe it’s my turn to play dirty,” I say.
His eyes grow hooded, and I can feel his thin rope of resolve slipping.
Ace makes quick work of removing his boxers and slips into the shower with me. It’s much smaller than the one at his house. Our bodies brush up against each other as he faces me away from him and slides his hands around my waist.
“I’ve got you.” His voice cracks with emotion as he slowly begins to wash me.
“God, that feels good.” I lean my head back on his shoulder, relishing the way his fingers dance over my skin, tracing the curves of my hip. He lets his hand dip lower, slipping between my thighs.
