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“Jesus, baby, your pussy was made for my big dick.”

Smiling, she kissed her way from my chest up to my mouth. Her tongue came out to lick me. “You taste so good,” she murmured before running the tip of her tongue into a particularly deep groove on my cheek.

No one, especially not a woman, had ever touched the right side of my face, much less kissed or licked it. My scars didn’t seem to bother Emerson. I knew how hideous they were, and they weren’t just on my face. All along the right side of my body were the results of the helicopter crash I’d survived. Doctors had said that plastic surgery would diminish some of the ones on my face, but I hadn’t been interested. At the time I’d been facing the possibility of losing my leg. Why would I have given a fuck about a few facial scars?

In the end, I’d kept my leg and the scars.

Emerson’s mouth was working over mine, encouraging me to open beneath her probing tongue. Her small hands roamed over my body. I was hard as steel inside her, thrusting slowly because I didn’t want the feeling to end. When her hands clenched into my ass and she swept a finger down the crack, I fucking lost it. With a savage grunt I pulled out and flipped her over, arranging her with her ass in the air.

My eyes fell on the tiny star of her anus. I caressed the twin globes of her ass, spreading them so that I could run my thumbs into the crack and over the puckered hole. Each time Emerson trembled and shot forward, causing a grin to spread across my face. Suddenly I wanted nothing more than to sink my dick into that forbidden passage. I leaned forward and reamed her out good.

“Ace!” Her cry of surprise was said on a sharp whisper.

“Ever had a dick back here, baby girl?” I continued to lick at her back door, my hands massaging the flesh in my hands.

“No!” she gasped, her breathing ragged.

“Well, you’re about to,” I growled, right before I stuck my tongue inside. She moaned loud and long while I fucked her with my tongue and finger until she was wet, squirming, and breathless. “You want that, baby?” I sank another finger inside and scissored them to loosen up her sphincter muscle. “You want me to fuck your ass?”

She shivered wildly. “Yes!”

I reached beneath her to find her pussy lips swollen and dripping. Without warning I plunged inside her, practically pushing her against the headboard. Her gasp, my groan, echoed throughout the small bedroom. I fucked Emerson’s pussy for a solid minute, knowing that the downward position had the head of my dick hitting her G-spot. Then I grabbed my dick and ran it up between the enticing crevice of her ass. I tested her puckered little hole for admittance, nearly losing my head when Emerson pushed back and the head of my dick popped inside.

“Fuck, baby.” I hadn’t meant for that to happen. It felt so fucking good, I knew that I was going to take advantage of her submission. “You let me know if it hurts,” I told her. I slowly pushed another inch inside her, and another and another, until all ten inches was buried to the hilt. It wasn’t just my length, but my wide girth that we had to be careful of, and Emerson was small. We were both breathing heavily now. “You okay?”

She nodded, and said, “Yes.” She surprised me by wiggling her butt. “You’re so fucking big.” I grunted. “But it feels so good.” She looked back at me, her face flushed and a fire burning brightly in her eyes. “Fuck me good, biker man.” I pulled out to the head and thrust back inside. “I want you to fill my ass up with cum.”

Fuck! I lost it then. I grabbed her hips and fucked her hard and fast. It didn’t take me long to get off. Sinking my dick into her tight little ass, the way that she thrust backwards, forcing me deeper into her hot channel, my balls slapping noisily against the back of her thighs, all contributed to wringing a powerful, intense orgasm from me.

“Aaaaaghhhh!” I roared, grasping Emerson’s hips and holding her to me tightly as I pumped my seed deep into her little ass. She panted and released a whimper, pushing tightly against me, quivering every time my dick pulsed inside her.

Out of breath, I bowed over her small body, slowly collapsing on top of her as my strength waned and my dick softened and slipped from Emerson. She buckled beneath my weight with a soft laugh. I rolled slightly to the side, bringing her with me, kissing the tender, damp skin at the back of her neck.

“You okay?” I rasped? She only nodded, her face turned against the pillow, strings of hair wet and clinging to her as she struggled to catch her breath. “Consider yourself claimed, Emerson. I’ve fucked you in every hole. You’re mine now.”

I had no intention of giving her up.

Chapter 21

Emerson

I must have dozed off, because the next time I was aware of anything I was alone in bed and naked.

And sticky.Verysticky between my legs. The scent of sex still lingered in the air. A contented smile spread across my mouth as I rolled onto my back. I wondered where Ace had gone. How long had it been since we’d collapsed, sweaty and exhausted, and Ace had curled around me? A pleasant tingle prompted me to reach down to my pussy, which was still swollen and slightly sore, but not as sore as my bottom. It was a good kind of hurt, though, reminding me of the intimacy with Ace that I’d been yearning for for so long.

I'd never been interested in anal sex.

But with him I wanted to experience it all.

My apartment was quiet. Had Ace left? I rolled from the bed and padded out of the bedroom, hearing a noise coming from the kitchen area the closer I got. I could make out the low murmur of Ace's voice and realized that he was talking on the phone. As I rounded the corner into the main living area of my apartment, my gaze instantly sought him out. He was in the kitchen; his phone was in one hand up to his ear, a cup of coffee in the other.

He was naked. I let my gaze roam down his magnificent body with appreciation. He was heavily scarred in places down the right side of his body, drawing my eye there, but the disfigurement didn’t take away from the sexy, muscular shape of him. Ace was built like a bronze statue, hard, dark, and defined all over. The scars only emphasized his masculinity in my eyes. His long hair, which was loose, drew my interest to his thickly corded neck and shoulders. From there my eyes skimmed down his thick pecs and washboard abs.

My mouth began to water as I took in the ropey cord of his Adonis belt, the thick muscles creating that enticing V that ran down both sides of his lean hips to his impressive cock. And it was impressive--thick and long, even while soft.

It took effort to pull my interest away from said cock, especially since it was moving and growing hard right before my eyes. My gaze continued down his thick, powerful thighs, pausing briefly on a horrendous-looking wound on his leg, before shooting down to his feet.

Everything about Ace turned me on, leaving me tingling with need all over. And when my eyes returned to his semi-hard cock, my core clenched and fresh wetness gathered between my legs. I caught my breath and bit down on the corner of my bottom lip as arousal surged through my veins.

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