This is a quick and casual, mutually beneficial hook-up.
So why the fuck am I feeling like I might want to create some strings with Ace?
I have shit to do. A life. A career. Fuck, we have an entire empire to run. Getting involved with someone will complicate things, and that’s the last thing I need.
The longer I rub her tight hole with my thumb, the more she relaxes. I keep pumping into her cunt, long and hard thrusts, but not particularly fast. If I only have one more night with her, I’m going to make it one to remember for both of us.
Her cries get louder, and her pussy clenches, so I dip my finger into her ass and hold her hip with a bruising grip. “You’re so fucking close. I feel it. Such a good girl. Come for me, angel.”
Lifting her head from the granite countertop, she screams, her entire body shaking as I continue to fuck her through her climax. When her cries quiet, I slow, but I don’t stop.
“Good girl,” I praise. “Good fucking girl.”
She gasps for air, each time letting out a soft whimper while her pussy continues to spasm around me.
Stroking up her back with the hand that held her hip, I continue to circle and massage her asshole, the ring relaxing enough to allow me to dip my thumb in.
“You’re going to come again with me,” I tell her, fucking her a bit rougher.
I smack her ass and lean over, meeting her sparkling green eyes. Everything about Ace glitters.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmur, pumping in slow and deep.
Her expression changes for the briefest second, like she can’t believe what I just said. Then it’s gone in a flash, and she moans.
“Daddy.”
“I know, baby. I feel it, too,” I answer, though I think I’m talking about something totally different.
She rocks her hips and meets my thrusts, both of us losing control at the same time. I grip her hair and slide the other hand up her back, cupping the back of her neck in my left hand. As soon as I squeeze the sides of her throat, her pussy clamps down on me even tighter.
“Fuuuck,” I grit out. “That’s my girl. Come for me.”
Her entire body convulses as my own climax shoots through me like an explosion, my thighs shaking as I come deep inside her pussy.
I still for a second and then slide my palm down her spine, massaging her softly. She rests her full upper body on the counter, her lips tipped into a smile.
When I take a slow step away and pull out of her, she tries to rise, but I push her onto the counter. “Don’t move.”
Tucking my dick back into my underwear, I head over to a drawer full of towels and grab one, then go to the sink to get it wet. When I turn around, Ace is leaning against the kitchen island with her dress tugged back down, facing me.
Oh, this woman. She’s so fucking perfect. Sweet. Beautiful. And a fucking brat.
“What did I just say?” I walk toward her with a brow raised.
Swallowing, she watches me approach. “You said don’t move. I’m still in the same spot I was in.”
Maybe a bit more than just a brat.
When I take her by the wrist, her metal bangles clink together as I turn her to face the counter. “Angel, when I saydon’t move, I mean don’t fuckingmove. You knew exactly what I meant. Bend over. Now.”
My softening cock twitches as she obeys, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth.
“I can clean myself up,” she says as I lift the hem of her dress. At least she didn’t replace her panties. I’ll be adding this pair to the first ones I saved.
Reaching over her, I grab the wooden spoon, and without giving her time to think about it, I swat her ass with it, twice on each cheek.
“Ow!” she cries out, kicking one of her feet out.
