He hums, agreeing with my words as if it were my idea to begin with. Despite the motion of his fingers, he doesn't try to push and touch me any higher. Like he wants to start a fire, but not fuel it, he doesn't go past the hem of the shirt wrapped around my body.
From the reaction I feel beneath me, I'm willing to bet that he wants to.
"You really think I'm beautiful?" I say, asking without thinking about it. I'm not reaching for a compliment, but to know a man with these looks could possibly be attracted to me...
Ace lets out a low groan like I'm torturing him. "So much that it hurts to look away, Penny."
My stomach flips and feels funny at his words. "You could say that to every woman that catches your eye, you know."
Maybe he's the player type, and he knows all the right lines to get a woman in the palm of his hand. So good that even I'm falling for it right now.
The front of him vibrates with a sound of displeasure, and I can feel it shooting down my spine, straight to the sensitive patch between my thighs. Was that agrowl?
"Never again." Shaking his head, he pinches the hem of the shirt, searching for permission I've yet to deny. "How am I supposed to look at another woman with you here? Fuck, Pen. I mean, look at you. You're flushed head to toe, and so perfect, that I'm worried about messing something up."
Iamflushed. But that's because he's giving me more attention than my past relationship had. He's making me feel like I still have some confidence left in my body.
The smart thing to do right now is to leave before I do something reckless and chase after something that feels...right.
Parting my legs only slightly, just enough to match how far his are, I feel the hot breath of his groan against my throat as he catches onto what I'm doing.
"It's been a long time," I whisper, so quietly that I barely hear the waver of my voice. "I haven't... I don't..."
He squeezes my inner thigh hard enough to make my pussy clench. "When was the last time you got something without having to give something back?"
My silence is more than enough of an answer. Hearing him curse under his breath, he nudges his legs as open as he can, making my legs follow.
"Let's try not to wake up Leliah." Murmuring the words to me, his other hand lifts to cup my jaw before tilting my head to the side to give his lips more access to reach. "The moment you say stop, I'll stop. Just say the word."
I could say it right now, just to test him. At the same time, my body is growing hotter by the second. Having his sleepy voice in my ear isn't helping cool me down at all. In fact, it's distracting enough that I've completely forgotten how I was feeling before I crept out here.
Nodding my head quickly, wanting this more than I can admit out loud, my breath catches in the back of my throat as I feel his teeth against my skin. Not just kissing there softly, it feels deep enough to leave a mark. A reminder of what I'm letting him do.
At the lap of his tongue against his bite mark, I feel his fingers slip under the thin strip of underwear to touch me in my most intimate place.
"Jesus, Penny. Did you come out here this slick, or am I the one who got you like this?" Starting to pant, he parts my lips and explores my slit like he's trying to memorize every inch.
"I don't..." My eyes pinch shut tight when he grazes my clit. My next breath catches in the back of my throat at the sound of his fingers sliding. "I don't know."
Every part his fingers touch makes my nerves feel like they're on edge. Have I always been this sensitive, or is it because I'm letting this man touch me?
He shushes me when a moan forms as he circles the swollen nub. Slowly, like he wants to torture me, he adds a little pleasure. "God, what I'd do to get my mouth on you. Could you handle my tongue, Pen?" He slides his fingers back down before pushing one inside of me. Feels so thick. "I'd put two, maybe three fingers inside of you and drink up all this sweet juice of yours. Would you like that?"
Pinching my eyes shut, I'm imagining it. Those dangerous eyes are looking up at me while he's tucked between my legs. Like I can feel his tongue flicking against my clit, I realize it's his thumb aiding in the pleasure.
"Fuck, you're clenching around my tight. How about we save that for later, huh?" Working a second finger inside, he curls them just right and presses into the right spot to make me clamp a hand over my mouth. "Any time of the day, or even at night, you could tell me what you want, and I'd do it. You hear me?"
The only thing I can hear is my pounding pulse growing louder as he works his fingers deeper, spreading me open like he's stretching me out for something bigger. From what I feel beneath me, I'm willing to bet I'd need three of his fingers.
Here I am, thinking about the impossible future.
He kisses my throat, barely grazing against the sore spot he left. Releasing my chin, he touches my chest. Lightly groping, not even the shirt between us can hide his touch. He may as well be touching me directly.
"Stay with me," he whispers, and I swear I've misheard him. "Stay right here in this patch of Meadow Falls. Let me take care of you and your daughter. I'll keep you both safe."
"A-Ace..." Barely able to get his name out between the cracks of my fingers, I feel my insides clenching as I get closer and closer. There's something about the pleasure he's bringing me, mixed with the slick sounds of his movement, that has my toes curling.
His hand abandons my chest so his arm can wrap around my waist. Hugging me tight and keeping me in place, he lets out another low growl. "I won't let another man touch you. I'll give you everything you could ever ask for; all you have to do is say yes."
