Page 69 of End of the Sword


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Gently, she traced over one of his scars. His spine stiffened but he didn’t say a word as her fingers moved on to the next mark. For several minutes they knelt together on the bed in silence as Ace felt every inch of his skin to appease her curiosity of what he felt like. Shelby’s long fingers slowly unbound the laces of her dress till the top sat loosely on her chest. Her breasts threatened to spill over the top with every inhale she took.

Finally she ran a finger over the skin above his belt line. Ace watched as his eyes closed and she dared to let that finger slip under his belt. Fine hair could be felt there, soft against her touch. Black hair curled in the center of his chest and ran down in a perfect line right down to the angle of his hips and into his pants.

The buckle of his belt jingled as she undid it and then unfastened the button as well. His cock was bulging against the last of the material that kept him hidden. Ace let her hand roam over him, feeling him through the fabric. Shelby trembled. Turning herself, Ace slipped from the bed and stood.

Shelby froze, his eyes wide with fear. “Are you okay?”

“More than okay.” She was aware of the way the moonlight was highlighting her silhouette as she pulled her bodice even looser. The dress slipped from her skin, leaving her exposed in nothing but the delicate underwear she wore underneath. The fresh air helped to cool her heated skin though her blush continued to burn. She stepped out of the gown, her eyes pinned on Shelby as he almost fell from the bed.

Not once had his eyes left her face.

He stood, swallowed, and his hands found his waistband to rid himself of his pants. He was freed, every bit of clothing now in a messy pile on the floor. Ace’s eyes traveled down the lean muscles of his stomach. Her fingers hooked into her underwear and she slipped it off, tossing it toward her gown. Then she stared, blatantly and unashamed at the size of him as he stood erect and ready. Her mouth went suddenly dry.

Ace wasn’t a virgin but she’d never ever been with anybody who was quite as impressive as him. And gods, she wanted him so bad it was eating her up from the inside out.

Shelby said nothing as Ace walked toward him. She held herself against him as she stretched up to kiss him. Easily his lips parted for her, kissing her delicately again and again. A hand slipped between them. Fingers curling around his shaft and stroking against the silky skin, she could feel moisture collecting between her legs.

They moved in unison back to the bed. Shelby’s eyes opened as she lowered herself to the mattress.

“How are you so perfect?”

Ace’s head fell back as she laughed. Shelby calling her perfect? She never thought she’d live to see the day.

The mattress dipped as he lowered himself next to her. He waited no more time before devouring her mouth with his. A large palm cupped her breast, kneading it gently before his fingers clamped around her nipple and gently tugged. Ace hummed against him.

His kisses pressed against her neck, her breasts peaked against his chest. Hot and gentle his hand ran down her torso, his long fingers sinking into her folds. She opened her legs for him and gasped as he sunk his finger into her. He pumped his hand in and out, adding another finger as Ace felt her want dripping down her.

A thumb pressed to her clit, doing an aching slow circle that made her clench around his fingers. Shelby breathed her in, his face lowered to trail his tongue over her breast. He blew cold air out over her before gently scraping his teeth over her nipple.

He was rubbing at that little bundle of nerves more firmly now, drawing forth whimpering noises Ace didn’t know she could even make. She pressed her hips up into his hands letting him build that feeling between them.

The hardness of his length pressed against her hips and the thought of him inside of her had her coming apart on his fingertips. Everything inside of her tightened as pleasure arched up into her and came out in a breathy moan. Her legs quivered but Shelby didn’t stop moving and touching until the wave of ecstasy came to an end.

“Please,” she gasped.

“Please what?” He kissed the space between her breasts and looked up at her with a knowing smile.

“I want you.” She managed to grind out even though he’d slipped his fingers back inside of her. “I want all of you.”

Her nails were digging into his skin now as she tried to pull his body over hers and his torso up so that his cock was pressing between her legs. Shelby kissed her again.

“Whatever you want.” He guided himself against her. The tip of him teased at her opening before he started to ease himself in. Ace could feel herself stretching around him as he filled her up. He stopped as she shifted against him, gasping in surprise at the intensity of having him all around her.

“I can stop.” He murmured into her hair, pressing his lips against her temple.

“No, don’t.”

Ace was not a small woman, she was taller than most, but under Shelby she felt petite. He towered over her and his frame easily enveloped her. She’d never felt smaller when he pressed his hips forward again until Ace’s breath caught in her lungs.

It was pleasure with the aching pulse of pain somewhere behind it. “I’m okay,” she reassured him, running her hands along his back.

He nodded and began rocking against her. His hips pressed up against hers putting pressure against her clit as he ground into her. Ace couldn’t breathe as he moved over her. She couldn’t think about anything other than this moment and the perfect way he controlled the high of her body.

His pace quickened, moving her entire body against the bed. The motion made her chest bounce and lightly touch his torso with every deep penetration. Sweat was making their bodies slick. Ace’s nails created semi-circles in Shelby’s skin as she dug her fingers into his back trying to pull him to her as hard as she should. She couldn’t get enough of him. She might never be able to.

“Ah, Ace, I need to slow down or this will be over before it’s even begun.” His breath was coming in large pants as she tried to restrict his movements.

“I don’t care.” She was already so close to losing herself in another fit of unbearable pleasure. “Keep going, please.” She was begging now. Whining and pleading for him to keep moving.

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