Page 16 of Claim Me Forever

"I do that?" I give her a playful smirk. Yeah, I do. I don’t want to lie to her, and there are some things I don’t think she is ready to hear. Like how I want to bury my cock inside of her and bond her to me for life. How I want to see her belly round with our child. And many, many other thoughts that I need to keep to myself.

“Come on.” She rocks on top of me. This girl has the potential to ruin me. Hell, I already am. All I'll ever want is her. The need for her only intensifies with each passing day. I slide my hands up her soft thighs farther. “You can tell me things. I tell you lots of things.”

That she does. I notice my girl has two modes. Either really quiet or talking nonstop. I enjoy them both. I could listen to her talk all day, but I also like that we can fall into a comfortable silence together.

“I’m not sure you’re ready for that.” When I let my fingers brush the inside of her thighs, Libby sucks in a deep breath.

“Sure I am.” Her tongue comes out, wetting her bottom lip. “I’m considered an adult, right?” If I didn’t know better, I'd think she was trying to kill me. She’s pushing my self-control to its boundaries. The crazy part is, she doesn’t even know it.

“Yes,” I grunt. Her skin is velvety under my touch. As soft as rose petals.

“So then, tell me.” Her eyes drift downwards. I want them back on me. “I don’t like not knowing stuff.” Well, shit.

“I’m a man, Libby.”

“Trust me.” A small laugh leaves her pouty lips. I had never paid attention to a woman's mouth before. Hers I’ve memorized. I have used those memories trying to burn the lust I have for her off in the shower so that I don’t cross a line Libby isn’t ready for yet. “I am aware you are very mannish.”

“Mannish?”

“More than I have ever seen before.” Her fingers dance across my bare chest. “I mean, like, your size, not just ah?—”

“Nakedness,” I fill in for her. Libby nods her head. “Even that made you blush, babe. That’s why I don’t think you are ready to know why I’m not telling you certain things.”

“Oh.” Her mouth forms a perfect O shape. Again, those damn lips. So many dirty thoughts flash through my mind. “But I want to know about those things too.” Her ass shifts, a small wiggle.

Fuck me. Is my girl getting turned on? I’d noticed her doing that same shift when we watched a movie and an intimate scene would come on. It could be something as simple as a kiss and she would get fidgety. I bet if I reached my hands between her thighs she’d be wet for me. Fuck.

“Libby.” I slide my hands back to the outside of her thighs and up under my shirt that she has on. She doesn’t stop me as I grip her hips. “Need you to be real careful right now.” Whatever is left of my self-control is waning. I won’t be able to hold out much longer if she continues down this path.

“Because you’re a man?” Her tone carries a hint of challenge. I only grunt a response. “Like I said”—her fingers trail down my chest and down between her own thighs—“I know.”

“Libby.” My hold on her hips tightens. My fingers grip the soft, delicate skin, which I have no right to touch, but I do.

“Would you kiss me?” She lifts her head. “Like we saw in the movie last night?” Fuck. I love this confident, rebellious, take what she wants side to her.

“I can’t kiss you that way, Libby.”

“Oh.” Her shoulders drop. I sit up. I have to move her hips backwards as I do. Her pussy lands directly on top of my cock. Her eyes widen at my sudden shift.

"That kiss you saw last night was barely a kiss. I’ll want more.” I don’t think I could stop at a simple peck. I’m too greedy, and my control is a splinter's edge.

“Really?” Libby resets her hands on my shoulders. “Would you do the thing where they slip their tongues into the other's mouth?” She begins to wiggle her tiny ass once more. I grip her ass, stilling her movement. “’Cause I think I’d really like that.” When her eyes drop to my mouth and she licks her lips again, I’m done for.

Nothing could stop me from kissing her now. I just pray that I can stop at only giving her my tongue.

10

LIBBY

Ace’s eyes are so intense. I’m not sure what he is going to do. As my shyness begins to take over, I attempt to lean back, but Ace quickly pounces on me. He was like an animal waiting for its prey to move, and he pounced the second he thought I might be trying to get away.

His mouth comes down and he presses his lips against mine. I let my eyes fall closed as he starts to move his mouth over mine. I have spent days dreaming of kissing him, and it’s finally here. His hands deepen their hold on me further, making sure that I can’t go anywhere. I don’t want to. In fact, I moan at the possessive hold he has on me. It’s not something I was expecting to find pleasure in.

It should scare me. I have been caged my whole life, but even with how close Ace keeps me, I’m still free. He gives me that. Ace is my protector, who only wants to keep me safe.

His tongue slides across the seam of my mouth, and I part my lips for him. It slips inside, stroking against mine. A spark lights deep inside of me, and I tentatively kiss him back, trying to match him. When he lets out a low groan into my mouth, it has me pressing my mouth firmly to his.

My fingers trail down his shoulders, exploring him. This is the first time I’ve ever touched a man in this manner. His body is so big and hard. “Ace,” I whisper against his lips, desperate for something more.

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