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Maye turned to face him, her eyes, dark and mesmerizing, intoxicating him. Ace stood frozen, caught in a trance of pure admiration. His throat tightened, a sudden dryness. Her hands moved to the hem of her shirt, slowly, deliberately unbuttoning it, her gaze never leaving his. He felt the blood rush, a heavy throb in his groin, his cock hardening against the fabric of his shorts. The shirt slid from her shoulders, falling with a soft thud to the floor. His eyes devoured her exposed chest, the soft curve of her breasts, landing briefly on the faint, faded ASCE tattoo on her inner forearm. His gaze softened. He stepped forward, his hands cupping her face, thumbs tracing the delicate line of her cheekbones. "Beautiful. Utterly beautiful," he whispered, his voice hoarse. His free hand settled on her waist, pulling her closer before he leaned in and claimed her lips once more. A soft whimper escaped her as he guided her backward. The edge of the bed met the back of her knees, and she sank onto the mattress, Ace following, his weight pressing her gently down. Her hands roamed his bare chest, fingers tangling in the short hairs, as their kiss deepened. His hips ground against hers, letting her feel the hard ridge of his cock through their clothes. She moaned into his mouth, a guttural sound of pure need. "Ace," she purred, her voice a fragile plea. He broke the kiss, hands working quickly, deftly, at his belt, then the button of her shorts. His free hand slid down her chest, between her breasts, over her stomach, seeking her core. He felt the slick heat, the unmistakable wetness. A finger dipped into her folds, earning a quiet, angelic whimper from her. Ace leaned forward, bracing a hand next to her head, eyes locked on hers as he eased a finger inside her needy hole. Her mouth fell open, a broken gasp escaping. His cock twitched in his undone shorts. "So beautiful," he whispered, adding another finger, beginning to pump them in and out of her slick, hungry core. Her chest rose and fell with each soft whimper, each broken gasp, each moan. Her hips rolled against his fingers, seeking more. He curled his fingers, earning a louder moan, a desperate plea. Her beautiful eyes, dark with desire and need, locked onto his. "Ace, please," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Tell me what you want, baby. I want to hear you say it." His pace quickened, his fingers delving deeper. Her back arched off the bed, nails digging into his arm. "I want you, Ace," she whimpered, eyes squeezed shut. "I want to feel you fill me up, deep inside me." Ace's final control snapped. He pulled his fingers from her core, licking the sweet juices from them, then yanked his shorts down, tossing them somewhere into the dark room. He settled between her thighs, pumping himself once, twice, before lining up his throbbing cock with her soaking pussy. "Look at me," he whispered, his voice rough with anticipation. "I want to see your beautiful eyes as I fill you." He pushed, slowly, deliberately, into her. Her mouth flew open, a sharp gasp escaping. Her back arched slightly, a low groan rumbling from deep within him. He slumped forward, an elbow braced next to her head, fingers tangling in her hair. "Fuck, baby, so tight." She whimpered in response, her hands roaming his back, tracing the hard planes of muscle. He held still, giving her a moment to adjust, only beginning to move when he felt her hips roll against his. "Kiss me," she whispered, and he obeyed instantly, claiming her lips as he set a slow, gentle pace. Their hips rolled together, a rhythmic dance, the sounds of her moans and whimpers filling the small room. His pace picked up, guttural groans escaping him as he hooked an arm under her leg, lifting it high, allowing him to plunge deeper. Her moans grew louder, her face flushed, impossibly beautiful. "Don't stop," she moaned, breath catching in her throat. "Never," Ace groaned against her neck, his body a trembling mass of desire. The bed creaked, the headboard thudding against the wall with each thrust. Her walls clenched around him, a sudden, powerful grip that made his hips stutter briefly. "Fuck, baby, don't do that. Almost lost it." He chuckled, a ragged sound. "Can't help it. You feel s'good," she purred, her voice husky. That simple expression, that voice, sent Ace into a frenzy. He shifted them gently, placing her hands above her head, ensuring she was still with him, before slamming into her at a relentless pace. Her breath bounced on her chest, her back arching as she cried out his name like a prayer. He groaned, a hand gripping her hip, pounding into her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he panted, biting his lip, the pleasure almost unbearable. Her walls clenched around him again, a wave of contractions, and he knew she was close. Her moans intensified, her back arched, nails digging into his back and arm. He began to chase their release together. "Cum with me," she purred, and his breath caught. "Fuck, I love you," he locked eyes with her, raw emotion flooding his face. One, two, three. He stilled, deep inside her, hot cum filling and coating her walls. Her head fell back, toes curling, screaming his name as she climaxed around his cock, milking him for every drop. He slumped down on top of her, releasing her wrists, both of them panting, twitching, still connected. "I love you," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his temple.
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