Lifting her hips, I bring her onto my lap so she’s straddling me, her pussy lined up to my dick. In one swift motion, I lift my hips while holding her firmly, my dick filling her so damn perfectly. Jesus. She’s made for me.
Glassy-eyed, she stares at me, rolling her hips clockwise and then counterclockwise. We move in sync, watching each other, and make slow love in the bath.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur, then brush one of her curls away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “My angel.”
She moans and grips my shoulders, her body shuddering when I put my right hand between us and press my thumb to her clit. “I love you,” she whimpers.
My balls tighten, and I thrust into her, my own climax already on the verge of exploding.
With my left hand between her heavy breasts, I grip her throat and squeeze. “I love you, too, baby girl. Now, come all over Daddy’s dick.”
Within seconds, we’re both panting and shushing each other as we come together in her cousin’s guest bathroom.
She clings to me for several minutes as we calm down, the hot water nearly sending me to sleep beneath her.
Finally, when the water starts to cool, I shift out from under her to climb out of the tub and wrap a towel around my waist. As much as I want to spend forever wrapped up in this bubble, Beckett is still in the hospital.
When I open the bathroom door to see whether Luciano left Ace any clothes, I smirk when I notice him leaning back in one of the armchairs. Seeing me in just a towel, Luciano groans. “Jesus.”
“Can I at least get a button-down from you? My slacks are still dry,” I say as I grab the clothes he left on the bed for Ace.
Luciano rises and grumbles under his breath before he strolls out of the room, shaking his head.
By the time both of us are dressed, and Luciano is hovering in the room again, I let out a sigh. “I need to go to the hospital to check on Beckett. I want you to stay with Luciano.”
Ace’s forehead crinkles. “What’s wrong with Beckett?”
Flicking my gaze to Luciano, he shrugs and doesn’t say anything to help me out.
Fuck.
I may have only known my girl for a short time, but I just know she’s going to feel like it’s her fault.
“Beckett had an accident, but he’s fine,” I tell her. Out of the corner of my eye, Luciano smirks and shakes his head.
Before I have a chance to see it coming, Ace jabs her index finger into my chest. “You told me no lies between us. That goes both ways, dude.”
“Did you just call me ‘dude’?” I ask with a smug smile. My dick twitches in my slacks. “That’s not my name, angel,” I whisper so only she can hear.
Ace’s soft cheeks turn pink as she stares at me, then crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her spectacular tits up even more. Damn, she’s a fucking tease.
“What happened to Beckett?” she demands firmly, and my dick jumps again.
This woman could bring me to my fucking knees, and she doesn’t even realize it.
CHAPTER 45
Ace
Something bad happenedthat they aren’t telling me.
“What happened?” I say louder this time, desperation creeping in.
Kian stares down at me, his dark eyes assessing. “Beckett got into an exchange with a security guard at the cemetery. He was shot in the shoulder.”
I gasp, staggering like I’ve been hit. “What?”
When I look back at Luciano, he stares at me with concern.
