His Everything (Not Just Friends 2)

He slid his hands down her shoulders, over her arms, and gripped her waist tightly, clenching his fingers into her hips and releasing them again. Before she knew what was happening he had her hauled up, standing, and pulled her close to his body. Tilting her head to the side Lauren deepened the kiss. He groaned, and she loved that she’d been the one to bring that out in him.

He started walking them backward until she felt the cold, hard wall greet her back. He hadn’t broken the kiss, and the deep rumbles that left him had her inner muscles clenching almost painfully. Ace opened his mouth wider and deepened the kiss, and then moved his hands to the edge of her shirt and started to slowly lift it up. But then he stopped when her belly was exposed. He rested his forehead against hers, his eyes still closed, and groaned. “Please tell me this is okay, and that this won’t ruin us, Lauren.”

She stared at him, breathed out as she let his words play in her head. Placing her hands on his, which were clenched in her shirt, she started lifting them higher, exposing more of herself. “I want this, and I don’t want this to ruin us either, but bring us closer, Ace.”

He made a small noise, almost sounding pained. He was grinding his erection into her belly now, and a gasp left her at the huge feel of it. She let her head fall back against the wall, and she closed her eyes. Lauren placed her hands on his pecs and gently pushed him away, something that was hard as hell. He took a stumbled step back, his head downcast and his blue eyes trained right on her. He was breathing so hard, like he had just run a marathon. She loved him, had always loved him.

“Are you okay?” he asked in a low tone, his voice gruff.

For several seconds they stood there, just staring at each other. Finally she nodded. “I’m more than okay.”

“I want you, Poppy,” he gritted out. “I want this.”

They stood there several more seconds, neither speaking, but the sexual chemistry and electricity bounced between them. She’d pushed him away not to stop this, but to progress it. She grabbed her shirt and pulled it all the way up and over her head.

“I want you, too,” she breathed out. Ace stared down at her chest, and she saw him clench his hands into tight balls at his sides. He moved his gaze up and down her body, but she didn’t feel embarrassed that she was on the curvier, plumper side.

“God, look at you, baby,” he said and ran a hand over his mouth, and she saw that he was shaking slightly. “Your body is so fucking gorgeous.” And then he was right in front of her again, kissing her, licking her lips and sucking her tongue into his mouth as he ground his erection into her bare belly now.

They deepened the kiss, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She didn’t care where they did this as long as it was done.

“I want you, but not like this.” He broke away and took her hand in his. Ace led her further down the hallway and toward his room. But right before they made it there he stopped and had her pressed back against the wall again. His mouth was right back on hers. “I can’t keep my hands off of you, not even long enough to take you to the bedroom,” he breathed out against her lips.

They slid their tongues together, pressed and moved them to an erotic motion, and she started shifting on her feet, the pulse between her thighs intense.

He broke the kiss and started dragging his lips up and down her throat, murmuring along the way. “I’ve been thinking about this moment for years, baby.” He started sucking at the base of her neck, and she let her head fall back against the wall, hearing it thump from the contact. “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to jerk off thinking about you, thinking about what you looked like without anything on,” he breathed heavily. “I ached for you, Poppy, so damn badly.”

Lauren loved the nickname he used, loved when he called her that, especially when he was aroused, like he was right now. She breathed out his name, because that was as far as her voice would travel.

“Tell me, Poppy. Tell me what you want and I’ll do it. I’ll do anything you want, do anything for you.” He pressed his erection into her belly again, harder this time. She moaned low in her throat. God, she wanted this.

“I want you inside of me.”

“Fuck, Lauren. You can’t say that shit to me unless you want me to come right in my damn jeans.”