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“You don’t have to worry about it,” Ace promised. “I’ll deal with it, and it won’t ever happen again. Come on, let’s get you a drink. You’ve earned it.”

I’d forgotten that Ringo had been doing just that when Donner had grabbed my ass. The young prospect must have left it behind and gone to get Ace when he’d seen what was going down.

“Pick your poison,” Ace told me, as we stood in front of the colorful bottles of liquor running along the back of the bar.

I gave Ace my order and he relayed it to Sliver, who was busy manning the bar.

When he turned back around, Ace gave me a once over that was so hot it could have set the room on fire. “You look fucking incredible tonight, Cat. I’m sorry I didn’t get to tell you that yet.”

My heart skipped a beat and my skin prickled with unspent electricity when Ace took hold of me. “Thanks. You don’t look so bad yourself, handsome,” I teased, loving the feel of his arms around me.

Leaning down, Ace whispered into my ear, “Once I introduce you to my friends and family, I’m taking you upstairs where I’m going to lick your pussy until you cum. Then I’m going to fuck that delicious cunt of yours so many times you’re going to walk funny in the morning. That sound good?”

It didn’t just sound good, it sounded amazing! I gave him a slow nod as my stomach did a hard flip. If anyone else had said those words to me, I would have laughed. But with Ace, they were a promise, uttered so smoothly they caused my core to flutter with anticipation and my pussy to flood.

When his lips connected with mine, I knew he was every bit as hot and hungry for me as I was for him. His agile tongue parted my lips and began mating with mine. Leaning fully into my body, I felt his arousal just as strongly as I did my own. Damn! This man did it for me. He was everything. The way he looked. The way he talked. Even his smell drove me wild. That mixture of leather and masculinity was like an injection of lust directly into my pussy. It made me want him like a wild animal in fucking heat! When he touched me, nothing else mattered. Nothing. The world could be on fire, and I wouldn’t have even noticed.

Ace’s hands gripped my hips as he slowly ground his stiff length against me. Shivering with need, I turned to putty in his hands, moaning into his mouth with a bone-deep longing for more. I swear, if he kept that up, I’d come right here on the spot in front of everyone.

Pulling away before I could publicly embarrass myself, Ace smiled darkly down at me, those beautiful grey eyes of his sparkling with desire. Scooping up my vodka and seltzer waiting discretely on the counter beside us, he warned, “You keep moaning like that, babe and you’re not meeting a single person tonight. I’m keeping you all to myself.”

Hot and dazed, I let him pull me into the crowd. One by one, he introduced me to his friends. Some I knew, some I didn’t. Between the noise of the music and the powerfully strong drink in my hand, I knew I was going to need a second reminder of everyone’s names by the end of the night, if not a third.

A thumping beat began to play in the background as Ace was talking with Blitz, the club’s VP. The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. Both the women and the men began to pick up on the hypnotic rhythm and sway in time to it.

Ace leaned down and spoke low into my ear, “You want to dance for me, my pretty little Cat?”

Biting my lower lip, my body came alive at his heated words. “Yeah. You like to dance?”

He smiled so wide that I saw the white of his teeth. “I likeyou, Cat. As long as you’re with me, I’ll enjoy whatever we do.”

Blushing at his bold statement, I let him lead me onto what had become a makeshift dance floor. Though I was usually shy, I still loved to dance, and I wasn’t half bad at it, either.

The music pumped through us as we began to sway back and forth, causing my instincts to rise to the surface. The base thumped loudly, making me feel like a slave to the beat.

Turning in Ace’s arms, I began to seductively swivel my hips. His hands circled my waist, squeezing the flesh there, showing me exactly how much he enjoyed the sensation of me grinding against him. Feeling my body plastered against his.

As the notes of the music began to swell and speed up in pace, so did my movements. Instinct wholly took over now. I was host to a foreign entity, and it had a strangle hold on both my emotions and my actions. Sweat blossomed over my skin. Heat coursed through my veins until I felt like I was on fire. My muscles began to bunch and coil with excess tension. I felt like I was on the verge of breaking, coming apart, but I didn’t know when or why.

Before the last lingering beats of the song died away, Ace spun me around and effortlessly tossed me over his shoulder. Growling, “Enough of this tease! I need the real thing. We’re going upstairs now!”

I didn’t fight him. I wanted this. I was aching and pleading for it in my very core. Ineededhim inside me. Right. Fucking. Now!

Taking the stairs two at a time and with me still slung over his shoulder, Ace bolted down a long, dark hallway until we came to its end. With agility I could only envy, he held me, reached into his pocket, located his key, and breached the door into his room.

Kicking the door closed behind him, Ace set me onto my feet and ordered, “Strip!”

His breathing was labored, but not from exertion. It was from the lust in his eyes and how hard he was working to hold it all inside. Those grey orbs were practically glowing in the dark space, radiating his deep need to be inside of me. To finally tie us together as one.

We undressed hastily and in tense silence. Again, I admired his masculine beauty with each item of clothing he removed. The rippling planes of his chest and abs. That deep V that arrowed its way between his hips and disappeared beneath his jeans. Damn! This man really was male perfection in every way.

I was naked first. Finding the mattress with the back of my thighs, I dropped backward onto its plush top. Never taking my eyes off of him, I inched closer to the headboard, letting my legs fall open in a silent offer to the beast of a man in front of me.

Raising his chin, Ace sniffed the air like he could smell my arousal. The act should have made me insecure, but it didn’t. I wanted him to smell, taste, and most of all, touch me. To doeverything his dirty imagination could conjure up to my eager body, over and over again.

Once he was standing naked before me, Ace reached between his legs and stroked the epic erection throbbing there. Its long, hard length caused me to lick my lips in memory of how good it had tasted when I’d sucked him off. How his cum had shot into my mouth and down my throat like liquid candy.

Noticing my hungry expression, Ace began to teasingly jerk himself off, driving me absolutely wild. “Do you see something you like, babe? You want this dick? You want it in that tight cunt of yours?”