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His thumb brushes against my clit and my body instantly reacts to his touch. The breath catches in my throat while our tongues duel and he continues to find his way between my soaked lips before sliding his finger inside me. “Mm, Baby Girl, I love how wet you get for me.” He whispers against my lips before sliding a second finger in. Massaging my walls perfectly, driving deeper with each thrust as his thumb presses against the ball over my clit. I moan against his lips as he curls his finger inside me, tingling all the senses most desired, bringing my climax to quickly peak. Feeling myself tighten around his fingers, he whispers into my mouth. “Soak my fingers with your sweetness like you do my dick, Baby Girl.”
He picks up his speed, pressing his thumb against my clit with just the right amount of pressure, ripping my climax from me. My eyes roll back, my skin prickling with a blissful sting. His hand falls from my pussy, then to his mouth, taking his fingers between his lips. Licking his fingers clean, his words escape his throat as a whisper, but full of possession. “So sweet, so perfect. Mine.”
His eyes lock with mine as I rock my hips into him, pressing my entrance against the tip of his cock. His hands lock around my hip, as he presses me down over his cock, sliding between my walls, deep, in one steady stroke. Ripping a moan from me as my head falls to his shoulder. He lifts me, before thrusting into me again in a hard penetrating deep stroke, giving me every fucking inch of his girth, repeating his thrusts.
“Fuck, Baby Girl. You are so fucking tight.” He groans against my neck, my nipples brushing against his hard chest with every bounce he sends me on with his hard, brutal thrusts, and my back digging into the tile wall. Water splashing in every direction, bouncing from our bodies. That blissful desire sets all my nerves on a shattering spree through my veins, my legs tingle as my toes curl. “I'm.” I can't get the words out as my orgasm shatters me. My legs tense around his waist as he continues to fuck deep inside me. A groan rumbles up his chest with his last intoxicating but delicious thrust, holding me there as he pants against my neck, feeling him pulse inside me. He lifts his head, before taking my lips into his mouth, dominating my lips, pulling back, whispering in a low deep tone. “I love you Baby Girl, I will make this better for you, I promise.”
My hands hold his head in them, making him look at me, furrowing my brows. “I love you too, but what do you mean you'll make it better?” He sets me down.
The bathroom door flies open, Bear barking the words out. “Are we going out or staying in all night?”
“What the fuck!” I snap as Ace covers my body with his, the words growling from his throat. “Get the Fuck out, Bear!”
Bear laughs and I see Ace's lips curl into a smile as he shakes his head. “Ah Brat, you've seen one, you've seen them all. Hurry the fuck up.”
“Out Bear!” Ace snaps his head over, glaring at Bear through the steamy glass shower door.
“Alright, alright, I'm going.”
I watch Bear walk out the door before turning my gaze on Ace, lifting a brow. “What the fuck was that?”
He chuckles with his words. “Don't worry about him, Baby Girl. He won't touch what's mine, unless I tell him he can.” The corner of my lips curls in a mischievous smile. “Oh?”
“A conversation for another time, Baby Girl. Let's get to some racing.”
I smile with my nod, but my mind is going 100mph. I'm very interested in having this conversation and what he meant by his words. My mind is stirring.
I step from the shower as Ace turns the water off and I grab my towel and wrap around myself.
I turn and face him as I ask. “If you want a race to draw the Heathens out, I need to call Zee and make this a show.” Ace searches my eyes, but if he wants this to be a normal race; to do what he wants. It needs to be a normal race, and that involves the King of the races. Zee.
Chapter twenty-two
EMMA
Sitting on the edge of the bed still wrapped in my towel, I pick up my phone from the nightstand and call Zee. If Ace wants things to go smoothly, we need this to be as normal as possible, and that involves getting Zee to start a race.
Ace said we were going to have a little fun tonight and he was going to race me, but all this came up so that changed those plans.
I haven't spoken with Zee since my car was taken, and before Ace took my ass on that boat. God, that feels like it was weeks ago, but it was just the other day.
The phone rings in my ear. “Hey Em.” Finally his voice loudly comes through the phone, I playfully respond. “Hey to you.”
“Where the fuck have you been Em. I've been calling for days.” He growls.
“I know, I'm sorry. I got busy, really busy. But I need you to do something for me. Think you can help me out?”
“Whatcha need?”
“I need you to get a race going. I need one of those Heathens to call me out tonight.”
“He's already called you out, but I haven't been able to get in touch with you.”
“Tell him it's on then.”
“What's going on with you lately? You're not yourself.”He questions me, causing me to sigh. “A lot has been going on with my family, Zee. I can't tell you everything, you know that.”
“Yeah, I know, your secret life.” I hear the annoyance in his voice, and I understand but I can not let him get hurt, or know my life. “Don't say it like that.”
