[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
My mom used to say, "Love isn't easy." Back then, I didn't really understand. After what happened with my dad, love felt confusing. But now, facing my own challenges, her words make more sense. Love isn't simple; it's tough and takes courage to keep it alive. And honestly, I'm not sure if I have that courage to make it work.
A husky voice and a slight movement above me break my focus. I remember watching tv with Ace lying atop me on the couch, his head comfortably resting on my breasts. He asked me a question, but I didn't catch it.
"Sorry, I missed that," I say, meeting his concerned gaze.
"I was just asking if you're okay. You stopped stroking my hair,"
I can't help but smile at his adorable concern and resume caressing his hair as he leans into my touch.
"You alright though?" He insists.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just got a bit lost in my thoughts,"
"Care to share?" He asks, snuggling closer, his warmth sending pleasant shivers down my spine.
"It's okay, nothing to worry about,"
Ace nods thoughtfully, a gentle "Okay" escaping his lips before he leans in to kiss the skin between my breasts. I feel warm tingles spreading through my pussy as a rush of goosebumps coats my skin.
"How was your day at your mom's? You've been daydreaming a lot since that day," he remarks while trailing his lips to my neck, eliciting small gasps from me.
"It was good, we had a lot of fun," I lie.
My clit thumps furiously between my thighs as he sucks and bites on a sensitive spot on my neck. I moan softly, enjoying how his lips feel against my skin and the way his body sensually presses against mine. As Ace's hand slips inside my shirt, undoing the clasp of my bra, a subtle thrill courses through me.
"You owe me a date," he recalls with playful eyes.
With a mischievous grin, I arch my back slightly, inviting him to easily remove my bra, which he casually tosses aside.
"Do I?"
"Mm-hmm," he murmurs, his kisses on my chest making me wetter.
"Well, I don't remember," I tease coyly, and Ace raises a curious brow.
He suddenly but gently pinches my nipple, eliciting a gasp and a blush from me as delightful shivers dance down my spine.
"You still don't remember?" He teases, his warm hand sensually squeezing my breasts as he showers my neck with wet kisses.
