The scalding-hot water sends steam curling into the air around us. Last night was surprisingly good, though I didn’t foresee Ace would be the one who fucked her. I was happy to watch them from above, and it was a stroke of genius for me to come on her face that way.
I turn, letting the hot spray hit my back as I stare at him until his hand slides around the back of my neck, dragging me in. The kiss is brutal, and I melt into it.
My hands find his waist, and I scrape my fingers along his cut abs as he pins me to the tiles. He then spins me so I’m facing the wall, the water still pouring down my body.
“Did you like watching me fuck her?” he growls, his hips pressing into my ass.
I grin as my cock twitches. “You mean when you went all savage and fucked her before anyone else could?”
His hand reaches around to grab my jaw, forcing my head back. “Answer the question.”
“I liked the view,” I murmur, rolling back into him. “I like it when you lose control.”
He curses as he grips my hips tight, then he’s inside me, a brutal push that steals the air from my lungs and sends my forehead slamming against the tiles.
Fuck yes. This is the Ace I love.
I moan through gritted teeth, biting on my forearm to muffle the sound as he sets a brutal rhythm. Each thrust slams into me like he’s trying to punish me—or reward me; it’s hard to tell with Ace sometimes.
One of his hands slides up and fastens on the back of my neck. “You’re such a fucking mouthy brat,” he growls, his teeth scraping my shoulder. “Just like her.”
“You love it,” I rasp.
“I do,” he says, slamming into me deeper.
My legs shake, pleasure building in my spine as he reaches around and takes my cock in his hand, stroking me in time with each thrust.
It doesn’t take long before I come, shouting his name, but he doesn’t stop until he’s spilling into me as he presses his forehead to my shoulder.
Finally, Ace eases out, then grabs the body wash. He soaps himself up and hands it to me.
“Told you the view was worth it,” I mutter.
He shakes his head. “Maybe I’ll make her watch us next time.”
Fuck, his words make me hard all over again. I get out of the shower before my cock gets any more ideas. As much as I would like to stay in and fuck all day, that’s not the plan for today.
I’m still buttoning my shirt when there’s a knock on Ace’s bedroom door.
“You two done in there?”
“Yeah, yeah,” I call back, running a towel through my hair one more time. Ace is already dressed, staring at his phone with a frown.
When we emerge, Vander is sitting on the couch.
“Sleep well?” I ask him as I drop into the nearby armchair.
Vander’s eyes flick to me, then to Ace, and back. He doesn’t answer me, but that isn’t unusual for him.
“Did you see her face last night?” I ask, grinning. “When we told her we knew she snuck out?”
“This isn’t funny,” Ace snaps, pacing the room. “What if she tells Riley what happened?”
“Relax.” I lean back, lacing my fingers behind my head. “I already talked to Archer.”
Ace freezes mid-stride. “You did what?”
“I called him yesterday and told him we wanted to handle Maddie’s fantasy personally for security reasons.” I shrug. “He thought it was a smart move, actually. Said it would keep her safer than having strangers involved and has marked her file as fulfilled by trusted personnel. Completely anonymous on his end.”
