Page 142 of Falling Like This

I drop my mouth back down, enjoying her squirms and moans. Her fingers fist my hair as I explore. I know the most important spot, but I want to know everything, how my lips make her feel. I alternate between kissing and licking until her hips are moving rhythmically, telling me what she wants. I might’ve snuck a peek at one of her romance novels—for research purposes, of course. And it seems most of those guys do this.

I slide one finger inside her.

“Yes, Ace. Oh my god…”

Okay, romance novels are onto something.

I focus on her swollen spot with my tongue, and within moments, she’s writhing, hips bucking wildly, and screaming my name.

Holy fuck, that was the best thing ever.

I kiss up her body as she lays limp on my bed, eyes closed and panting.

Dropping my lips to her neck, I whisper, “Was that good?”

Her eyes flash open. “Nope. It was incredible. Breathtaking. I didn’t know things could feel that good.Damn.”

I chuckle at that and her eyes snap to me, a troublemaking smile growing on her lips.

“What?”

She turns on her side and kisses my chest. “Now it’s your turn.”

Oh.

I’ll be honest, I don’t know what’s happening. I only feel the heat of her lips and hands on my skin. And then…

“Oh fuck,” I moan as she takes me in her mouth, stroking my base with one hand and massaging my balls with the other. Then her mouth moves up and down, and I can’t see or hear anymore. I can only feel. Her. Just her.

How the hell does she know how to do this?

It’s not long before my hips are jutting toward her and my hand is ratcheted in her hair, tugging, which she seems to like. A second later, I feel my release building. Trying not to be a pig, I attempt to tell her. “Rae—I’m gonna—oh…”

She moves faster, and that’s it. I explode, vision blurring and deep groans falling from my lips.

A second later, she’s lying next to me, kissing my neck and drawing circles on my chest with her finger as I attempt to catch my breath. Grabbing her by the back of the neck, I press my lips into hers.

“Fuck, that was incredible. Where did you learn to do that?”

She smiles and shrugs. “Romance novels.”

“Maybe we should read them together.”

Her eyes light up, and I know I’ve struck gold. This could be very fun.

She nestles into me, mumbling, “Everything is amazing with you.”

“Yes, it is. In every way.” I pause, then ask, “How do you feel about sex? I don’t want to push you or rush.”

She strokes her hand over my cheek and smiles. “I like that we’re not going crazy fast. But… I was thinking about it. I know it’s cliché, but maybe—”

“Prom night?” I ask with a smile.

“What do you think? Not, like, planned out, but if we want to, then…”

I softly kiss her lips. “That sounds perfect. Should we, um, talk about protection? So we’re ready whenever…”

“Yes. I—I’m on birth control. I’m really careful with it because I feel like crap if I miss any pills, so if you’re okay with it, we can use that.”

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