His forehead rests against mine. "I ain't gonna last, baby. You're killin' me."
I kiss him. So hard I forget to breathe. And just focus on him. On us. On the feeling of finally being whole again.
Until he's tensing up and finishing inside me. I come so hard I can't see. Blood pounds in my ears, and all I can feel is him.
Until I'm out of breath.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Ace
Song- iloveitiloveitiloveit, Bella Kay
I brush her hair away from her face, cupping her cheek.
"Hi, Goldie." I smile.
She bites her lip. "Hi, Acey."
"Welcome home."
I press a kiss to her temple and feel her whole body soften against me. We don't move. Just stay wrapped in each other's arms. She rests her head against my chest, and I know she can hear my heart, still hammering, still racing, still doing the thing it's only ever done for her.
"It's been a long time for me, Harper. Trust me, I won't be coming that quick all the time."
She pulls back, studying me. "How long? What do you mean?"
I tip her chin up. My eyes find hers.
"There's been no one else."
She blinks, and I watch the truth land with her. The disbelief, the guilt, the love, all of it crossing her face in waves.
"In six years? You've not had sex? Nothing?"
I shake my head.
"No, baby. Just me and my hand girlfriend. I don't need anyone else. It's you or no one. I came to terms with that."
"Oh, Ace." Her hand comes up to my cheek, her thumb tracing along my jaw, and there's something in her eyes that's cracking open. Not pity, though. It’s something deeper.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," she whispers.
"Hey. It's okay. We're here. My dick is aching to go again, still inside you. It worked out."
She laughs through the tears that are building. I kiss them away.
I open my mouth before she can spiral and press my finger gently over her lips.
"I don't wanna know what you did in the time we were apart. It don't matter to me. Okay? You never asked me to do this for you. I made that choice."
"I feel like a bit of an asshole, Ace."
I chuckle. "Well, you aren't. We were young and made some bad decisions. That's it." I pause. I do have a story that might make her feel better.
"I went home with a girl once after a night at the bar. She took her clothes off, and I ran. I ran out of that damn house and went home."
She gasps. "What? Oh my God."
