[Previously titled 𝗚𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲]
❝No, Ace. I can't do it," I sob.
"I know you can take more than that, sunshine, come on," he encourages, pummeling into me in fervent motions. "One more for daddy, yeah?" He coaxes in a gruffly voice...
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O L I V I A
As Ace makes me stand and then sit back between his legs, my back against his chest, my body trembles uncontrollably. His strong arms wrap around me, pulling me close. He notices my trembling and whispers soothingly in my ear.
"Just relax, sunshine. I'm here with you. There's no rush, no pressure,"
His soothing words and warm embrace ease the tension within me. Leaning into him, I find comfort and safety as my trembling subsides. Ace's fingers deftly work on unbuttoning my jeans, his touch sending a shiver down my spine. As he pulls them down, I feel a rush of anticipation mixed with a hint of nervousness.
"Relax, sweetheart. It's okay," he whispers, his lips brushing my cheek and I focus on steadying my breath, feeling his presence calming my racing heart.
Ace's hands move over my top, his touch soothing as he eases his way down to my hips. I glance down as his hand slips inside my panties, and I gasp as his cold fingers find my throbbing clit. I bite down on my lower lip to suppress a moan as he starts to move, sending waves of pleasure cascading through my body.
Each slow and deliberate motion feels like a tantalizing dance. I shift for more, but his arm around me keeps me in place, teasingly denying me what I crave and I can't help the whimper that escapes me.
"Don't move your hips," he commands, and I comply, resisting the urge to move.
His fingers continue their circular dance on my clit, and I can't help but moan softly. The sensations are electrifying, coursing through me and making my toes curl. His deliberate pace turns almost torturous in its slowness. I open my eyes, catching the sight of his hand between my thighs, and a meow-like sound escapes me, a mix of need and pleasure.
He leans closer, his voice deep and rich, "How does that feel?"
"It's...good," I admit shyly, then boldly ask. "Can you go faster?"
"Are you sure it's okay?" He inquires and I nod, my cheeks flaming.
"Yeah, just...faster,"
He answers my request with a wet, lingering kiss on my neck, his fingers picking up an urgency that matches the rhythm of my heart. The surge of pleasure that follows is almost too much to bear. My moans escape with an unrestrained urgency, filling the room as if they have a life of their own.
My toes curl involuntarily, and I grant him wider access by parting my legs slightly more. A grunt escapes Ace as my arching back brushes against his crotch, his reaction sending shivers down my spine.
"Do you like that?" He asks, his voice thick with desire, and I nod eagerly, my mind and body consumed by the intoxicating sensations. "Use words, baby," he demands softly, slowing his movements just enough to draw out a frustrated whine from me.
