Page 18 of Vengeful Valentine

He couldn’t move, his cock was hardened uncomfortably, but he couldn’t force himself to do it.

To push into her.

He wanted to more than anything else, but this was so…

Fucking. Wrong.

Ashmine reached between them, her gentle fingers finding the tip of his cock.

He jolted at the shockwaves that rippled through him at the smallest touch from her.

“Ashmine,” he growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You all keep forgetting.” She moved his cock until it lined up with her entrance, and in an impressive move, she wrapped one leg around him while bucking upwards and forcing him all the way in. “I cantake it,” she mewled out.

Ace blocked out William. Erased the camera. Stamped down the lack of condom.

He focused entirely on Ashmine.

On the warmth and tightness of her. Of the static electricity that stung him from his balls all out across his nerve endings. Lightning bolts of pleasure that made him pledge to never,everlet her go.

He bucked into her ruthlessly with no rhythm and no thought of her wants.

He was a mad man that had found a moment of clarity.

She moaned with every thrust, egging him to go further. And harder. And more. More.

He needed more.

He was a broken teenager losing his virginity to the one girl he should never touch.

“Ace!”

He was a man fucking the woman he had loved foryears.

He wasn’t sure how long he pounded into her. If it was seconds, minutes,hours, but finally the tension that had tightened his muscles, contracted to the point of near pain, released explosively, and he let out a guttural moan as his cock convulsed inside of her.

Pure bliss.

“I’m sorry.” He fell onto her, careful not to give her his weight, but wanting to feel every piece of her naked body. “You didn’t come, did you?”

“It’s okay.” Her small hands reached up, cupping his face and turning it towards hers.

She placed a chaste kiss to his lips. Burning him.

“Most girls don’t the first time. But that felt amazing. We’ll have to try again under better circumstances.”

His heart beat erratically at the promise.

A slow round of applause broke Ace from his after cum bliss.

“Bravo, you youngens sure do it right. Go get yourselves cleaned up. Ashmine, sweetie, I’ll send you the picture of the will. I had it changed a few years back for it all to go to Hawkand Silas, but I can always add you two if you want to keep entertaining me.”

Rage percolated through the happiness that Ace felt just moments prior.

They should have just killed this man, too. Left town.

How can you both regret and cherish a moment to exactly the same degree?

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