Pushing her hair out of her face, he smiled down at her, wondering if she knew for a second that he loved her. His love had been there for a lot longer than a few years. Having her close every single day and not touching her had been torture, but it had also been a dream come true. She was finally in his life for good, and he wasn’t about to let her go all that easily.
“I told you I’d fit.”
“You’re not a tiny guy,” she said.
“No, I’m not, but you see with a big dick, comes a great deal of responsibility.”
“It does?” she asked.
“Yeah.” He eased out of her a few inches, and then slammed back inside her, loving her moan. “Because I’m now in charge of making sure you’re on cloud nine with my cock.” He kissed her temple, and sat up with his cock still inside her. “Look at us, Trixie. Look at how good your pussy looks.” He stared at where they were joined. The lips of her pussy were opened. Her clit was swollen and wet, begging to be touched even though he’d sent her into not one but two orgasms. His cock was so deep inside her, the lips of her pussy touched him.
Moving his hands from her hips, he slid them down, and stroked one over her clit. Sliding up and down, back and forth, he watched as she came apart. With each stroke her pussy tightened around him.
“Ace!” she cried out, arching up.
“That’s right, baby. You know what I like to hear.” He gritted his teeth, trying to keep a handle on his own pleasure as he drew her to another orgasm. Ace took his time, not moving as she wriggled and thrust down. It was Trixie who moved, taking him in deeper. “Do you want to come again?”
“Yes, please, Ace. I can’t stand it.”
He brought her to a third orgasm, only this time he didn’t wait for her to finish. The moment she thrust over the edge, and her cunt began to clench on his dick, he took hold of her hands, pressing them either side of her head. Next, he began to ride her hard, fucking her so that the bed hit the wall with the force of his thrusts.
It had been so long since he’d been with a woman, and the fact that he finally had Trixie in his bed, there was no way he could last. Through her orgasm, he found his own release, thrusting deep inside her as he filled the condom.
They were both panting as the pleasure began to ebb away. He collapsed over her, wrapping his arms around her.
“I’m sorry,” he said, kissing her head.
“What are you sorry for?” she asked.
“I didn’t take my time. Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll take care of that.”
“Are you for real?”
“Yes. I know that wasn’t my best performance. I let the team down.”
She was laughing now. “You’re really not joking, are you?”
“Why would I joke about this? I promised you some really good sex, and I failed. I’ve got some serious catching up to do. Can you forgive me?” he asked.
“What we just shared was better than anything I had ever felt before in my life, and you think that wasn’t all that great.”
“I’m a perfectionist.”
“I think you’re amazing.” She cupped his cheek, and pressed a kiss to his lips. “I’ve never had a man go down on me like that.”
“Then it’s their loss and my gain.” He flicked his tongue out. “It’s one of my many specialties. Licking pussy, and fucking.”
“Don’t forget your talent with ink.”
“I won’t forget that.” He traced her back where he’d put her first tramp stamp. “I’ve marked your beautiful skin, and now I’ve tasted your pussy. There’s no getting away from it now, Trixie. You’re mine, and have been for a long time.”
“I can’t get over that you wanted me in high school. That was so long ago.”
“Did you know we had English together?” he asked. “You used to sit in the middle row, second seat.”
“You remember that?” she asked.
“My obsession was what kept me in school.”
“I was your obsession?”
“You always wore different socks.”
She was laughing now. “You saw that!”
“I saw everything. You’d wear different colored socks. Sometimes totally contrasting colors. One day you wore green and orange, purple and pink, blue and red. No one ever commented on your socks. I don’t know if they noticed or didn’t care. I saw it. It was your little rebellion I figured. Even then I saw a fire inside you that everyone else was trying to burn out.”
The smile dropped from her face. “I wasted so much time trying to be someone I never was. I woke up at twenty-seven years old, and realized that I’d done everything by the book and that I wasn’t happy. I mean, you’d think I would be, right?”