I sit up, clearing my throat, channeling every ounce of authority I possess. "I'll take over from here, thank you."
I pluck the items from his hands before he can second-guess himself, and he laughs, this surprised, delighted sound, and some of the tension bleeds out of his shoulders.
"Lie down," I order, pointing at the bed like I'm directing traffic.
He obeys, settling back against the pillows, and I take a moment to appreciate the view. All that muscle, that perfect body, his cock hard and flushed dark at the tip, leaking, leaving a trail of precum on his skin.
He's a fucking masterpiece.
I tear open the condom wrapper with my teeth, because I'm nothing if not dramatic, and roll it down his length. He hisses at the contact, hips jerking up.
Then I pour lube into my palm, way too much, and slick him up, stroking his cock from base to tip, watching his face as I work him over. His eyes flutter closed, his mouth falling open, and I make sure to memorize the expression.
"Fuck," he breathes, and the word sounds punched out of him, forced from his lungs.
I stroke him again, and again, enjoying the way his abs tense, and the way his thighs tremble slightly with the effort of holding still.
"Ready?" I ask, even though I know the answer.
He nods, urgently, his throat working as he swallows.
I straddle his waist, positioning myself over him, and place one palm on his chest for balance. His heart hammers against my touch, racing, and knowing I did that sends a thrill through me.
With my other hand, I reach back and guide his cock to my hole, feeling the blunt head press against my entrance, and then, slowly, so slowly, I start to sink down.
The stretch isintense. He's thick, so fucking thick, and even with all that prep it's almost too much. My body resists for a moment, muscles clenching, but I breathe through it, opening up, letting him in.
Inch by inch, I lower myself, taking him deeper, feeling him split me open in the best way. The burn is exquisite, and I don't stop, don't hesitate, just keep going until I'm fully seated on his hips, his cock buried to the hilt inside me.
"Fuck," we both say at the same time, and despite everything, I laugh.
Ace’s hands come to my hips, gripping tight, fingers digging sharply into my flesh. His eyes are squeezed shut, his jaw clenched so tight I can see the muscle jump, his whole body taut like he's trying not to come right now.
"Hey." I lean forward. "Eyes on me."
His eyes flutter open, dark and unfocused, pupils blown so wide they've swallowed the blue. I hold his gaze as I start to move. Slow at first, just rolling my hips, adjusting to the fullness, the stretch, the feeling of him inside me. He's so deep I can feel him everywhere, pressing against places that make my breath catch.
But slow doesn't last long because I needmore.
I lift up, feeling him slide almost all the way out, just the head still inside me, and then I drop back down, taking him deep in a single motion.
"Devon," he gasps, my name sounding like a prayer, like a curse, like everything in between. "You feel so good."
"You feel pretty fucking good yourself." I set a rhythm, riding him with purpose, lifting and dropping, my thighs burning with the effort. "Your cock is perfect. You know that? Perfect size, perfect shape, perfect everything."
"Jesus Christ, your mouth."
"You love my mouth." I grind down, changing the angle, and stars explode behind my eyelids when he hits that spot inside me.
I'm bouncing on his cock now, chasing that perfect angle, my thighs protesting, but I don't care because the angle is justright and he's hitting something inside me that makes my whole body sing.
His cock drags against my prostate with every stroke, sending sparks up my spine, and I'm making sounds I've never heard myself make, high and desperate and completely uncontrolled.
Then his hands grip my waist tighter, stopping my movements, and before I can protest he's thrusting up into me with a force that steals my breath.
"Oh fuck."
He does it again, and again, setting a brutal pace, fucking up into me while holding me in place, and I'm completely at his mercy.
