All I care about at this moment is to relieve the deep ache in the core of my body. His hands tease my sensitive nipples. I run my hands over his wide shoulders, his back, and his hair. I arch my back as the pleasure in my breasts becomes almost unbearable.
My juices soak my panties and shorts as I bounce on his manhood. I love everything about Ace. The taste of his mouth, his scent, the way his hands know exactly what to do with my body, and the soft groans that escape his mouth.
“You’ve been teasing me all evening,” Ace says. He grabs the hem of my top and lifts it over my shoulders. He stops to stare at my breasts.
“They're beautiful. You’re beautiful.” He brings his mouth down to take one erect nipple and then the other, into his mouth, sending chills through my body.
His hands slide down to my waist and then I feel myself rising.
“I need these off,” Ace growls and tugs on the hem of my shorts.
With my help, he slides the shorts down my hips. Ace snakes a hand between my legs to my wet pussy.
“Please,” I whimper when he teases me with his fingertips.
He cuts out my next words when his mouth captures mine. Sensations overwhelm me as his tongue teases mine and he slides a finger into my pussy. Like a woman possessed, I bounce on his finger, craving for release.
“I want to taste you,” Ace murmurs before withdrawing his finger and dropping to his knees.
It is exquisite torture as I wait for his mouth to replace his fingers in my pussy. His hands nudge my thighs further apart. He licks my inner thighs as one would an ice cream cone, going higher and higher until he’s a breath away from my needy pussy.
I scream when his tongue swipes the length of my slit, licking all the wetness. I hear the sounds of Ace swallowing my pussy liquids. It’s sexy and hot that he wants to drink all of me.
I lose myself to pleasure when his tongue finds my sweet spot and teases it over and over again until I’m a writhing mess. His tongue dives deep and I help by rocking my hips back and forth.
My core tightens with every thrust of his tongue.
“Yes,” I pant, urging him to continue, to tip me over the edge.
And then I unravel as my body explodes with pleasure.
“That was hot,” I tell Ace seconds later. I take his hands and urge him to his feet. “It’s my turn now.”
I help him pull out his t-shirt and then his pants. I need to touch him. His cock is hard and thick in my hand. My pussy clenches with a need to be filled.
“I want to bury my cock in your sweetness,” Ace growls.
He takes a step back and sits on the couch pulling me down so that I’m straddling him. He descends on my breasts, kissing and licking them and soon my nipples are hard peaks again.
I fist his hair unable to believe that with a few touches, he has awoken my previously satiated body. My pussy throbs. I need him. I raise my hips and take his manhood in my hand. I rub it up and down the entrance of my pussy, teasing myself.
My wetness coats his manhood.
Ace throws his head back and groans. He grips my hips and when I bear down his manhood, he keeps them in place and thrusts upward. I dig my nails into his shoulders as his cock leaves no room for me to breathe. I feel as if I’m drowning in pleasure.
We find a rhythm and thrust after thrust; we make love. Our lips find each other in between strokes. I feel Ace’s eyes on my bouncing breasts, and I arch my chest to give him a better show.
I’m getting closer and from the increased speed of Ace’s thrust and the intense look on his face, I’m guessing that he is too. I grow lightheaded as I feel an orgasm coming on. Seconds later, a white-hot blaze sweeps through my body. I moan Ace’s name. His voice joins mine as he calls my name over and over again.
When it’s over a memory comes over me and I giggle. Exhaustion is drawn on his face, Ace lazily smiles at me. “What?”
“I just remembered something,” I tell him. “When you came to the sports bar looking for me, you’d forgotten my name.”
“No, I hadn’t,” Ace says but his denial is tinged with embarrassment.
“It doesn’t matter,” I tell him and rest my head on his shoulder. “As long as you don’t forget again.”
“Not a chance,” he says and pats my back.
We stay that way with his manhood still inside me. But the room starts to become cold and we go to the bedroom. We get in between the covers naked.