Page 56 of Sold on You

“Damn.” He breathed out the word. “Every inch of you is gorgeous.”

“Hurry.” Charlee spoke the word with urgency.

Ace shook his head. “Not on your life, sunshine. I’m going to enjoy every moment of this.”

She sucked in her breath as he cupped her breasts and traced her nipples with his thumbs. He lowered his head and slipped one large nipple in his mouth. She whimpered, but he didn’t hurry. He loved the feel of her flesh in his mouth, the way she squirmed, and her soft words begging him to hurry.

He took his time sucking each nipple before unbuttoning her jeans and pushing them to the floor. She braced her hands on his shoulders as he helped her remove her shoes and socks before totally ditching them and her jeans.

She remained only in her panties. “What a fucking sexy look.” He traced the waistband with his finger before easing them down with both hands. He inhaled her scent. He loved her scent—he filled his lungs with it. He’d loved the way she’d tasted beneath the Christmas tree, and he couldn’t wait to have her on his tongue again.

Ace swept Charlee off her feet and into his embrace. She yelped in surprise and flung her arms around his neck as he carried her to her bed. He placed her in the center before covering her body with his. Damn, but she felt so good. Skin against skin, his entire body vibrating, sensitive to every touch. He pressed his erection against her center, rocking himself against her wetness.

He needed to taste her again. Needed to be inside her. He’d dreamed of it often—being inside this woman he’d been sweet on as long as he could remember.

Ace rested between her thighs,his gaze focused on her. Thrills rolled through her belly at the intensity in his gaze. She’d never felt so wanted, so desired, and maybe even needed.

“You taste so damn good, Charlee,” he murmured. “I’ve been waiting to get another chance to taste you again.”

His words sent more desire curling through her. “Please,” she said softly.

He eased down so that his broad shoulders were between her thighs and his face positioned over her mound. She watched him as he closed his eyes and inhaled and smiled. That wassosexy.

Her body tensed as he nuzzled the soft hair on her mound, then used his fingers to part her folds. He lowered his head and teased her hard nub with the tip of his tongue. She gasped and her body bucked from the mere touch, the bundle of nerve endings lighting up like a Christmas tree.

Next time he ran his tongue over her in one deliberate stroke and she moaned with desire and felt wound up tight at the same time. The orgasm he’d given her Christmas night had been the most amazing thing she’d ever felt, and the experience was about to be repeated.

He licked and sucked, and he even growled his enjoyment of what he was doing to her while he gave her pleasure. He made her so crazy. With every movement he drove her closer and closer to a pinnacle that seemed so distant, yet she was almost there.

It was insane. She wanted it. She knew it was there. But it was just out of reach. Tears of need wet her eyes. She couldn’t take this much longer. She had to climax,hadto.

He paused long enough to say, “Come on, baby. You’re almost there.”

“Don’t stop,” she managed to get out.

She watched him smile before he sucked on her clit.

That lit her up all over again. Her cry echoed off the walls. Her mind went blank as her body became impossibly alive. She couldn’t think, but she could feel—could feel every glorious moment of the orgasm that illuminated her world.

Her body shook, vibrating with every last pulse. He didn’t stop licking and she came hard a second time. More tears dampened her eyes, only this time they were tears of desire. Was there such a thing as too much pleasure?

Gradually, the sensations in her body eased, the electric feeling in her nerve endings calming.

He moved up so that his hips were now between her thighs, his erection pressed tight against her folds. He shifted against her, which set off all kinds of delicious sensations that she hadn’t realized were still present.

Ace smiled down at her, a man satisfied with seeing his woman thoroughly pleasured. Yet, not done yet. A man who intended to satisfy his woman even more.

His woman?

He hesitated. “Are you protected?”

Charlee drew in a grateful breath that she’d been on the Pill for years for hormonal reasons, so she was safe from pregnancy.

She nodded. “Yes. The Pill.”

He shifted so that his hips seated firmly between her thighs. “I’ve got to be inside you, Charlee. I can’t wait anymore.”

“Yes.” She grasped his hips. “Please.”

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