“You are trying to take away all of my fun, aren’t you, Honey?” he asked.
“It only seems fair,” she sassed.
“What other rules do you need in place to help you feel safe with me, Trinity?” he asked. Was that what all of this was for, to make her feel safe with him?
“I feel safe with you, Ace,” she insisted.
“You don’t trust that I won’t go back with Charity if given the chance,” he said. Trinity gasped and covered her mouth with her hand.
“How did you know that?” she asked.
“I can see it in your eyes every time you look at me, Trinity. You doubt my intentions, but after tonight, you’ll have no more doubts about how I feel about you.”
“Oh,” she breathed.
“How can I prove to you that I’m no longer interested in your sister? I never felt for Charity what I feel for you. She left me for another man, and to me, that’s unforgivable. I want you and only you, Trinity,” Ace insisted.
“I believe you, Ace. I’m just worried about what will happen when my sister shows back up for you and Arabella. She will, you know? Charity will decide that she wants back everything she left behind and she’ll show back up here, begging you to take her back. What happens then?”
“I have an idea,” Ace breathed. “How about you draw up custody papers for Arabella, petitioning the court for full custody since Charity abandoned her. What are the chances that my request will be granted?” he asked. Trinity had dealt with enough divorce cases lately, at the firm, to know that he had a pretty good chance of winning his claim.
“I can do that for you, but are you sure that’s what you want to do? If you do this, go after full custody of Arabella, that will mean that my sister won’t be able to see her without your permission. You’ll be asking to have her rights as Bella’s mom taken away.” The thought of her sister losing custody of her daughter made Trinity sad, but she understood Ace’s reasoning behind wanting to do things this way. Charity was a loose cannon and she could show up and then blowback out of town on a whim. She hated that her niece would have to deal with a flakey mother who treated her like an afterthought. Arabella was no such thing and she would work very hard to make sure that her niece knew she’d never leave her the way her mother had.
“I’m fully aware of what I’d be doing and what I’d be asking the court to do. Charity walked away from both of us and I don’t want her deciding that she changed her mind and wants Bella back. I don’t want my daughter to grow up feeling that she’s not worth sticking around for.” Trinity knew that feeling well. She always felt less than and unworthy with her own parents and now sister, that was the last thing she wanted for Bella.
“I’ll have the papers drawn up tomorrow morning and you can sign them. I’ll turn them into a friend of mine who is a judge downtown. I’m sure I can get him to sign off on them since Charity dumped Bella at my place, telling me to deliver her back to you. He’ll see that as abandonment.”
“Thanks, Trinity,” he breathed. She was practically sitting on his lap and the way that Ace was touching her was a total distraction and even more of a turn-on than she ever thought possible.
“Any more rules that we need to write down?” he asked. When she mentioned having rules in place, she originally wanted them to stop Ace from leading her on. He had no idea how much she wanted him or how desirable he was—or maybe he did and that was the problem.
“No,” Trinity said. “No more rules,” she promised.
“Good,” he said. Ace stood and tossed her pad of paper and pen to the sofa, pulling her up into his arms. “Then we can get on with the fun part of the evening. Tell me now if you’ve changed your mind, Honey,” he said. “Because once we get to the bedroom, I won’t want to stop.” He stood at the top of the steps, outside of his master bedroom door, seeming to wait her out for an answer.
“I’m all in, Ace,” she whispered.
“Thank fuck,” he growled. He pushed his way into his room with her and headed to his bed. He let her slide down his body and Trinity could feel every inch of his hard form. “Protection,” he breathed.
“I’m on the pill, but if you want to use a condom, I’m fine with that too,” she said. “Can’t be too careful.”
“Agreed,” he said. Ace stood and walked over to his nightstand, taking off his shirt and she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. She watched as he pulled a condom from the drawer and tossed it to the bed.
“Strip,” he ordered. Trinity felt her whole body heat with his one-word command. All she wanted to do was please him and when she stood and slipped her dress over her head, she could hear his breath hiss from his parted lips. God, that was such a turn on.
“No panties or bra?” he asked.
“Um, I didn’t want the lines. The dress is form-fitting and doesn’t leave much room for undergarments,” she said.
“Yeah—I noticed,” he admitted. “I thought you weren’t wearing anything underneath, but I wasn’t sure. I’m happy to know that I was correct because you are hot as fuck, Baby,” he ran his hands down her body; every inch that he touched made her wetter and wetter. She was so ready for whatever he wanted to do to her. He squeezed her ass into his big hands and she shamelessly rubbed her wet pussy on his jean-clad thigh.
“Ace,” she whispered.
“I’ve got you, Honey,” he whispered into her ear. He pushed her back against the mattress and she fell back against the soft bedding. “Spread your legs for me,” he ordered. She shyly opened for him, not sure if she liked the way he was looking at her—like he’d eat her right up.
“You good, Trinity?” he asked.
“Y-yes,” she stuttered. “I’ve just never had a man talk to me like you do. It’s hot,” she whispered.
Ace chuckled, “Good to know, Honey,” he teased. He settled between her legs and took his time to lick through her wet folds. Trinity felt about ready to buck off of the bed. He was teasing her, taking his time to drive her crazy, and she wasn’t sure how much more she’d be able to take. She ran her fingers through his dark hair, gently tugging on the ends and when he grabbed her ass and hauled her up against his mouth, she couldn’t help the moan that ripped through her chest. Trinity came on Ace’s tongue, shamelessly rubbing herself on his face.
She felt boneless, lovingly used, and ready for so much more. “I need you,” Ace growled. He stood and shucked out of his jeans and she sat up to watch him. His erection sprang free and she licked her lips, wanting to taste him.
“No, Honey,” he breathed. “If I let you do that to me, I’ll never get into that sweet pussy of yours.” He grabbed the condom from the bed and carefully rolled it onto his cock and she couldn’t stop looking at him. He was so beautiful with his muscles and tattoos; even without his bad boy clothes or his sexy as sin suit, he was hot as hell.
Ace stood over her, at the edge of the bed, and pulled her to him. He lined up his cock with her drenched folds and slid into her, causing them both to moan from the sheer pleasure of it. He filled her completely and when he started to move, she wrapped her legs around his ass, digging her heels into his toned butt. It felt like he wanted to consume her, mark her, and make her his, and Trinity was on board for all of that.
“I’m so close,” she cried out as he dug his fingers into her fleshy ass, pumping into her faster, harder and all she could say was, “more”. She begged him to give her everything and Ace seemed only too happy to comply with her request. Ace rode her hard and when she came again, this time around his cock, she shouted out his name. Ace pumped into her a few more times, and when he lost himself inside of her body, he whispered her name like a prayer on his lips.
Loving Ace was easy, it felt right like Trinity had finally found her way home. She was finally home in his arms and she wasn’t sure that she’d ever be able to leave him. She was home.