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He shook his head.

“You don’t think I can take it?” Ace’s jaw tightened. “That I can’t handle you anymore? You’ve fucked me plenty since my accident. Or is it because of today? How I couldn’t take that shot?”

Oh no. They were not going to ruin the moment. Not when she was enjoying it so thoroughly they’d ensured she’d never be satisfied with anyone else.

“No one thinks that, Ace.” Ruby glared at Liam, daring him to fuck things up. She would do things to that spectacular cock of his that were entirely unpleasant if he cut Ace right then, where he was most vulnerable.

“He does.” Ace started to back away, but Ruby wrapped her hand around his wrist, keeping him there with them.

“And fucking you like I was just doing to her is going to prove you’re wrong?”

“It’s a place to start.” Ace looked up at the ceiling then back to Liam, putting his bravery on full display. “But no, not fucking me like you were fucking her. You were still being reserved. I’m not new to this. I know what I’m asking for and I want everything. All you have to give. So come on, Liam. Fuck me. Hard. Rough. And without hedging, if you really mean it.”

There was something in the defensive set of Ace’s shoulders that made Ruby certain he didn’t think Liam was going to take him up on his offer.

But then Liam looked to her. She nodded.

And he went for it.


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