by Livia Lang
Ace pulled back at last, his voice husky with emotion. “I know we’ve been taking our time with getting physical…”
Martina nodded. They hadn’t gone past kissing yet. Which for most people would seem ridiculous – who wouldn’t immediately want to bone a hot-ass guy like Ace? But they had just been enjoying spending time together, letting their affection grow on its own merits.
“But I don’t want to wait any longer,” he continued, his eyes staring deep into hers. “I want to take you home tonight, and show you how fucking crazy you make me.”
She nodded, her throat suddenly going dry. Heat was pooling between her legs and she was fighting the urge to run back to the car right then and there. However, considering how much work had gone into this fundraiser, she realized they should probably stay the entire time.
“As soon as they hand me the check, we are driving as fast as possible back to my place,” she said, giving his leg a quick squeeze. “Then I expect you to rock my world.”
“You have no idea all the things I have planned for you tonight,” he said, his eyes dark with lust. “I’m going to make sure you can’t even walk tomorrow.”
CHAPTER 19
I can’t believe this is finally happening, Ace thought to himself as Martina pulled into the sanctuary’s parking lot. He was going to take his woman to bed tonight and give himself completely to her.
He looked over at the driver’s seat, where Martina sat gripping the wheel. She had been naughty and demanding when they were in the fundraiser, but she looked nervous now. Her curly hair had escaped its bun, and was spiraling down her shoulders. She kept pushing the hair away from her face, avoiding his eyes.
“Are you scared?” he asked, putting a hand on her leg.
She shook her head. “No, I’ve just never done this before.” She shot him an apprehensive look. “What if I screw it up?”
“I guarantee you that nothing involving you and me naked can be screwed up.” He slid his hand further up her thigh, enjoying the way her firm skin felt under his palm. “And don’t forget that I’ve never done this before either. I was waiting for the right time, the right person. And I’ve found what I wanted. You.”
Her shoulders relaxed, and she turned those beautiful brown eyes fully onto him. “I like that we’ll be each other’s firsts.”
“And onlys, if I have anything to say about it.” He threw open his car door. “Are you ready?”
She nodded, her former fear gone. That was all it took for him. He didn’t need a second invitation to sweep his woman off of her feet. She was his, and tonight there would be nothing between them except for pure love.
Ace slammed the passenger door shut, then ran around the vehicle to open the driver’s door. Martina had barely managed to get her seatbelt off before he scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder. She was so light that he could easily balance her while shutting the door and jogging up to the house.
“Put me down! I didn’t expect you to carry me into the house like a caveman,” she squealed, pounding on his back lightly.
He ignored her, a wide smile on his face. Because a caveman was exactly what he felt like – his desire for her was primal and off the charts by this point. He’d spent weeks with blue balls, wanting to take it slow with her, wanting to help their love grow strong. He was sure of where they stood now, though, and it was time to let his inner animal out on her sweet, firm ass.
He stormed through the house to the bedroom, where he dropped her down onto the bed. Before she could catch her breath, he covered her body with his own, kissing her neck and running his hands up and down her sides. He knew he should take it slower, but it was like agony to even partially hold back.
“Ace,” she hissed as his teeth grazed her neck. Her hips lifted off the bed, grinding into his.
“Yeah, baby?” he murmured, sliding his hands underneath her dress, running along the outside of her thighs.
“I want you so bad.”
His heart felt like it was going to crack wide open. He lifted his head and looked straight into her eyes. God, she was beautiful. He wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life telling her how fucking gorgeous she was.
“You have no idea what that does to me,” he growled. “Now, take off that dress.”
Martina sat up, grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head in one easy movement. She was left in her matching red silk lingerie, the panties so small that they barely covered her mound. Ace’s breath hitched as he took her in, still amazed that such a gorgeous, smart, kind woman wanted to be with him.
He ripped his own shirt off, then his pants and shoes followed. Clad in only his boxers, he stretched himself out over her, covering her petite body with his own. Starting at her forehead, he began to kiss her, moving his lips slowly down her skin, enjoying its salty taste. By the time he got to her chest, she was panting and squirming under him. As he pulled the left cup of her bra down to gently ring her nipple with his tongue, Martina only got more wild.
“Oh my god, Ace,” she groaned, her fingernails running down his back lightly. The contact made his cock only pulse harder in need.
“You like this?” he murmured, before biting down slightly on the little brown bud.
She hissed in reply, begging him for more.
Taking his time, he pulled and tugged on the nub until it was hard enough to cut glass. Then he kissed his way across her cleavage and began to work on the other nipple. He loved teasing her like this, listening to her moan his name made his body hum with desire. For weeks he’d been imagining what it would feel like to hear her cry out, but the reality was better than anything he could have guessed.
He couldn’t deny himself the ultimate treat forever, however. His desire eventually got the better of him and he quickly kissed his way down her stomach to the top of her panties. He hooked his fingers on the front of them, then began to tug.
“You ready?” he asked, looking up at her for confirmation.
“Please,” she begged, before letting her head fall back onto the bed.
He slid the red fabric down and off her legs, taking in her hot folds for the first time. Martina had shaved completely, and nothing but smooth, soft skin greeted him. With a feral growl, he bent down to kiss her wet slit, getting his first taste of her pussy.
It was perfect. Sweet, tangy, and tasting entirely of the woman he loved.
“Goddamn. You are perfection,” he growled.
He grabbed her thighs and pulled them apart further, giving him greater access to her treasure. There was no stopping him now. His tongue ran up and down her slit, first teasing her sensitive bud before sliding back down to her soaking hole. Over and over he worked her, listening to her moan underneath him.
Her cries gradually increased in tempo, her hands clutching at the covers. When he thought she could take it no more, he concentrated all over his attention onto her clit. The effect was almost instantaneous – her back arched and her feet curled as she screamed his name. Hips bucking, she grabbed his head for dear life as her body rode through wave after wave of orgasm.
When she at last collapsed backwards, spent, he managed to untangle himself from her legs and climb back up her body. She was glistening with sweat, her eyes half-closed.
“Holy shit,” she muttered breathlessly.
CHAPTER 20
“N ot bad for a first time?” Ace asked before kissing her forehead gently.
She looked up at him in a haze, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of a fantastic orgasm. “That was incredible.”
“And I promise you it will be even better next time.”
“If you give me a more powerful orgasm I might die,” she teased.
She looked up into his eyes, feeling so safe underneath his mass of muscle. He was always so strong and cocky, but when he was between her legs he was nothing but careful and devoted to her pleasure. Once again, she could hardly believe that he was hers.
The feelings of love she had for h
im only made all the lust come back to her body. While the warm-up had been good, she wanted all of him now. She wanted Ace to touch her very core, to fill the aching need that was building again between her legs.
“Baby,” she said, her voice heavy with desire.
“Yeah?”
She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer. “I need you.”
“You’re ready?” He looked at her seriously, clearly wanting to make sure he listened to her needs.
She nodded. “Completely.”
Ace quickly pulled off his boxers, then settled himself between her legs. Bracing his arms on either side of her head, he covered her with his body.
“Guide me in,” he commanded.
She reached between them and grabbed the hard shaft of his cock, then slowly lined it up with her entrance. Ace responded by rolling his hips forward ever so slightly, sinking his tip inside of her.
She gasped as he mass began to fill her. He was large and there was a slight pain as her walls stretched to accommodate him. He paused at her noise, kissing her over and over again, trying to take away any discomfort.
“I love you,” he whispered between kisses. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” she sighed, feeling so close to him she wanted to cry.
After several long seconds, the pain began to dissipate and the only thing she felt was the need for more. Holding on tightly to him, she urged him on.
“I’m ready, keep going.”
Ace began to push further into her, gradually conquering her body inch by inch. Slow and gently they worked to build a rhythm, their bodies coming together harder and harder with each thrust.
Martina could feel a new climax building in her core, calling her toward the edge. As Ace hit deeper inside of her, claiming parts of her body she had never even felt before, she knew there wouldn’t be much time before she lost control all over again. She clung to him tightly, begging him to go faster, to take her all the way.
He increased his pace, and within several strokes she was there. Lightning exploded behind her eyelids and her body rolled with pleasure. It felt like fire was running up and down her legs, making her scream out in pleasure. She had thought nothing could be as good as the orgasm he had given her before, but this was entirely different.
Ace’s breath hitched, his body becoming tense above hers. He slammed into her a final time and yelled out her name as he also lost control. His rock-hard body was completely still as he unleashed himself within her, filling her up.
“Oh baby,” he said softly when he at last collapsed next to her, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. “That was perfect.”
She nodded, her mind still too blown to form words. It had been perfect – her and Ace had waited a long time to have sex, but she knew now more than ever that he was the one she was supposed to be with.
He looked at her seriously as they lay there, his hand rubbing small circles on her back. “I meant what I said earlier. I intended for you to be my only. I know we’ve only been dating a couple of weeks, and this may sound crazy, but I know you are the one for me. I’ll do everything in my power to make you happy, Martina. I can promise you that.”
She smiled, her heart so happy that she thought it might explode. “And I want to be your only. There’s no question left in my mind.”
“Thank goodness you are a saint and forgave me. Being with you has saved me.”
She laughed. “That’s not true at all. I think we saved each other.”
He squeezed her tight, drawing the covers over them so they could go to sleep. “I won’t disagree with that.”
EPILOGUE - TWO YEARS LATER
M artina stood in the kitchen, stirring a large pot of oatmeal. She wore one of Ace’s t-shirts, which hung loosely on her small frame. Her hair was piled in a messy bun on the top of her head, and she rubbed one bare foot along her calf.
“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” came a deep voice behind her.
She smiled as Ace wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her gently against him. He was careful with the round baby bump of her stomach. She was only four months pregnant but because she was so small the bump was quite noticeable.
“Even first thing in the morning with no clothes or makeup?”
“No clothes? You are definitely at your most beautiful without clothes,” he said naughtily, grabbing her breast roughly through the shirt. “Seeing you naked drives me to do all sorts of things, including putting a baby in you.”
She moaned softly, and her knees weakened just a hair. She loved that Ace still drove her wild, and that the feeling was entirely mutual. However, she also knew they had a busy day ahead of them and they couldn’t start fucking in the kitchen.
“Go sit at the table. I’m going to bring breakfast around in a minute,” she giggled, slipping from his grasp.
He gave her butt a final pat, then headed to their table. She followed soon after with two big bowls of oatmeal, covered in sugar and blueberries just like Ace liked. As she settled into her seat across from him, she smiled to herself.
“What’s got you so happy?” he asked, grabbing his spoon.
“You. Us. I was just remembering the first day your dad dropped you off here. I would have never, ever guessed that we’d end up like this.” She put a hand on her stomach.
He laughed. “So, are you saying you’re surprised you married the asshole who was forced on you by court order?”
She looked down at her wedding ring. The simple silver band gleamed in the morning light. She’d wanted something small and unobtrusive, to keep it safe as she worked with the animals. Ace had done a perfect job finding something both beautiful and easy to wear around the sanctuary.
“Who would have known you were so charming, under that bad boy exterior?” she teased.
“Oh, I knew I was awesome the entire time. But I’m glad you notice it now too.”
She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t keep a grin from spreading across her face. That was the way with Ace – he always knew what to say to make her laugh. It made their life together happy and passionate. Simply put, they made a good team – from running the sanctuary, to Ace’s hospitality business, to preparing for their child, they worked together with joy.
“I love you,” she said at last. “Even if you are impossible sometimes.”
“The feeling is mutual,” he said with a grin. “Entirely mutual.”
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Table of Contents
Copyright
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Epilogue - Two Years Later
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