His Everything (Not Just Friends 2)

“Ace, what are you—” Before she could get all of the words out he had her turned around, gripped her ass, and shifted so he was holding up her weight, and her back was to the tree again.

He was fucking her. There was no other way to put it. He stared up at her with half-lidded eyes, and then he slowly moved his gaze down her chest, which was heaving, and right to her pussy, right where his dick was shoved deep inside of her.

Oh. God.

He used the leverage he had on her waist and pulled her down onto his cock. It was such a sudden, hard thrust that her eyes rolled back in her head, and she gasped in agony and ecstasy. She swore she could feel him touch every single part of her, hitting something deep within her that sparked tendrils of deliciously dark desires, which controlled her. Neither spoke, but there didn’t need to be any words said. Her breasts were shaking back and forth forcefully from the way he pumped into her.

Her clit hit the root of his shaft with every down stroke, and soon she felt her climax rising violently to the surface. “Oh. God. Ace.”

He groaned as soon as she had finished crying out his name. He started lifting his hips up, slamming himself up and into her every time she pressed down on him. Her back ached from the bark, but he slipped his hands between the bark and her back, blocking her flesh from the roughness.

She swore she could feel his cock pulse and thicken as he came, and that had her orgasm intensifying. When the pleasure finally receded, she was so exhausted that she collapsed against him, not able to stop from shaking uncontrollably.

He moved a hand along her shoulder, only used his fingertips to skim along her flesh. “Baby, you okay?”

She nodded, but couldn’t speak as she tried to gasp for air. He moved them away from the tree and set her on her feet. When his cock was no longer in her his cum started to slip out of her, sliding down her inner thigh.

He kept her close to his body, both of them breathing hard, but even. He moved away from her and started picking up her clothes. His cock was semi-hard, glossy from her wetness and his cum, and she couldn’t help but blush at the sight of him.

Once they were dressed he pulled her close and kissed her softly on the forehead, sweetly even. “Was that wild enough for you?”

“God, Ace,” she said and smiled.

“Come on, baby, let me feed you now.”

She chuckled. Lauren didn’t even know if she could walk straight let alone sit and eat a meal, but wherever he went she’d follow.

15

Ace held Lauren’s hand as they made their way back to the car. The sound of the music faded, and was replaced by the beat of his heart in his ears. He looked over at Lauren. Her focus was on the ground, her long reddish blonde hair loose and falling over her shoulders and down her back.

He loved her hair, had pictured himself pulling on it, smelling it, hell, burying his face in the long, silky strands. The sound of music that faded behind them now increased in front of them as a truck, which parked a few spots from where his Mustang was, had the radio cranked up. Two guys were standing by his car, touching it, their voices loud enough Ace could tell they were talking about the make and model.

He tightened his hold on Lauren’s hand, pulled her closer, and felt that gentleness he had when he was with her leave instantly. The closer he came to the guys, the more his adrenaline pumped through his body, and the hotter he got as he anticipated what could happen. He was sated after being inside of her sweet fucking body, but all of that faded at the thought that these three guys could start shit.

Hell, they may leave them alone, but the alert side in Ace always thought the opposite, always prepared for the worst. Not being prepared would mean he was vulnerable, and that was not something he’d be ever again.

The guys moved away from the Mustang when they approached. “Hey, man,” one of the guys said. A few beer bottles were scattered on the ground around them, and the headlights of the truck were on, lighting up the clear party they were having right now.

“Come on,” Ace said and walked toward the passenger side of the car.

“You don’t speak English, or are you just an asshole?” another guy said, tossed his beer bottle to the ground, and grabbed a cigarette. He put it between his lips, lit the end, and stared at them.

“Stay in the car, and lock the doors.”