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“Yeah,” I say and pull her up so that her whole body is on me.

I stroke her back and ass. My cock stirs and hardens as I feel the heat of her pussy on my thigh. She brings her mouth to mine, her hair falling and acting as curtains on either side of our faces. She kisses me softly and plays with my tongue, sucking and biting it.

I play with her full breasts before she sits up and straddles me. She takes my shaft into her hand and strokes it a few times before placing it between her legs. She rubs the tip over her wet folds, and I let out a low groan. All of me aches to be inside her again.

I can’t have enough of her.

I reach out and grab her gorgeous breasts just as her pussy envelops my cock. The sweet sounds of her pleasure are like music to my ears. She throws her head back as she rocks her hips. I thrust upward to meet each of her movements, burying my cock deep inside her.

“Lexi,” I call out her name over and over again.

I reach out and wrap my hands around her waist and bring her down so she’s lying on me. I need to kiss her. Feel that sweet mouth on mine. We don’t break the movement of our hips as our mouths come together.

I look into her expressive hazel eyes. They are liquid pools of desire, reflecting the desire I feel.

My eyes are glued on hers as we make love. Afterward, I wrap her in my arms, and for the first time in weeks, I sleep soundly, unplagued by nightmares.

Chapter 6

Lexi

A mouth sucking my nipple wakes me up. I hope I’m not dreaming. If I am, I intend to enjoy the dream for as long as possible. I arch my back as pleasure shoots from my chest to my sweet spot. A moan escapes my mouth.

The mouth shifts to my other nipple and hands play with my breasts. Then I feel something hard on my thigh. I’m definitely not dreaming. Ace. The man is gifted between the sheets. He kisses my belly and drops lower, positioning himself between my legs.

He teases my clit mercilessly and I call out his name. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, he comes up and then drags his manhood up and down my soaking wet pussy. I grip his firm ass and pull him in. I need him to ease the terrible ache inside me.

Ace slides his cock inside me, and I let out a long happy moan. We cling to each other and move together, quickly bringing each other to orgasm. It’s fast, sweet, and intense. I’ve never climaxed that fast. My body trembles in the aftermath as if it doesn’t understand what just happened.

Ace murmurs something to me as he comes and afterward, we fall back to bed. He spoons me and wraps his arm around me protectively. We fall asleep like that.

I rouse myself just as dawn is breaking. Ace’s windows don’t have curtains and the view of the sunrise is breathtaking. I lie still and lose myself in the shades of orange and pink bathing the room. Careful not to wake Ace up, I slowly turn around to face him.

He sleeps neatly, his hands folded across his chest and his face arranged neutrally. As I watch him sleep, his question pops into my mind. What would I have wanted to be apart from a bartender?

Shockingly, nothing comes to mind. I don’t know. I work to earn a living. Period. I know some lucky people love their jobs, like my sister Vanessa.

She wanted to be a nurse and when she was a kid, she always wanted to play pretend nurse and patient. As the older one, I was too busy looking out for her and worrying about our mother to pay too much attention to a future when the present was difficult enough.

Our mother was an off-on drunk and we grew up with the fear of ending up in foster care hanging over our heads. I couldn’t wait to finish school and start working so that I could support my sister and me.

Ace suddenly stirs and his features which seemed so peaceful earlier take on a fierce look. His eyes pop open and he sits up in bed, his breath coming out fast.

“Hey,” I tell him, sure that he’s dreaming.

He turns to me. “Dive, it’s going to go off,” he says and grabs me by the arm and pushes me down.

“Ace, stop, it’s me!”

A heavy hand holds me down, my nose smashed against the bedding. I thrash my hands around and scream his name. He’s too strong. Fear courses through my veins.

Then he lets go and I hear a flick before the room is flooded in light.


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