~ Barbara ~
Ace walked into a room and headed for what was clearly the bathroom. Plunking her down on the counter, he started a shower and began undressing. The more clothing he shed, the bigger she felt the hearts in her eyes growing. The sexy biker had the best body she’d ever seen. Like he’d described earlier, he was covered in scars. However, the way they mingled with his intricate tattoos made him look rough and hot. She was delighted when he finally turned to her.
Holding out her hand, she ordered, “Stop. Don’t take another step.”
Freezing in his tracks, his shoulders slumped. “You don’t want me, now that you’ve…”
“Shut it, handsome. I’m enjoying the view.”
To his credit, a sexy smirk slipped onto his face, as he allowed her to look him over. His wide shoulders, bulging muscles, and trim waist would have been enough. Add to that the dark eyes, strong jaw, and full, luscious lips and she was a total goner.
He grabbed his rod, giving it a nice long stroke, then cupped his balls with his other hand. Watching him pleasure himself to the sight of her was the most erotic experience of her life. Strangely enough, her clit tingled as if he was stroking her, rather than himself.
When he spoke, his voice was rough with need. “I like the way you’re looking at me, angel.”
“I like looking at you, and I like watching you play with it.”
“Stop objectifying me, woman.” The teasing quality of his voice let her know he didn’t give two hoots in hell about that kind of thing.
Laughing giddily, she motioned him forward. “Seeing you like this is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Didn’t David ever stoke himself for your viewing pleasure?”
Rolling her eyes, she grumbled, “Don’t bring him up when I’m having the time of my life.”
His sexy smirk got bigger. “You ain’t had nothin’ but the floor show so far, sweetheart. Reaching out, he tilted her face up with two fingers. “My eyes are up here, angel.”
“Oh, I like those too,” she breathed.
“You’re just full of compliments tonight.”
“I really like you. You’re so easy going.” Touching his chest, she gave herself permission to explore every magnificent bump and bulge. His body was like a fantastic playground, and she couldn’t wait to have a turn on every ride.
Kissing her lightly on the lips, he replied teasingly, “I sure the fuck am not trying to make easy things hard.”
Smoothing her hands down his arms, she murmured, “After the horrible day we’ve had, we both deserve a nice, relaxing evening together.”
“There’s a large selection of brothers running around here tonight. Are you sure you want me?”
Was he crazy? “Yes, sir, I am. That’s an inappropriate question to ask, once the clothes come off.”
“Excuse me, but I ain’t ever been overly polite.”
Her eyelids grew heavy and her voice sultry. “Undress me.”
He was now sexy smirking all over the place, and it looked good on him. “I suppose some of my directness is rubbin’ off.”
Maybe he supposed right…
Lifting her arms, she let him pull her shirt over her head. Reaching around, she unsnapped her bra and let him pull that off as well. Without second-guessing the plan, her hands went instinctively to the front of her pants. The moment her zipper was down, Ace’s big hands grabbed the sides. She lifted herself slightly as he peeled her pants and panties off. Opening her legs, she positioned her hands on the counter between them for modesty.
That earned her a little frown. “I don’t think I’m ever gonna get to see the goods with you.” Picking her up with very little effort, he pivoted and stepped into the shower.
“God, a nice hot shower is just what the doctor ordered.” Tilting her head back, she closed her eyes and enjoyed of the feel of the water flowing over her tense body.
Within seconds, she felt Ace’s wet, warm tongue lick down the tender column of her throat. “Damn, handsome, everything you do is absolutely perfect,” she praised.
Cupping her ass in one gigantic hand, he whispered in her ear, “In that case, I’ll just continue taking liberties.”
Lifting her head, she looked into his eyes. “Maybe I’ll follow your good example. I’ve been dreaming about getting another taste of you.”
“Fuck no,” he growled. “You can wait your turn.”
Reaching over, she grabbed some shower gel. Soaping her hand, she began rubbing him down, paying special attention to his impressive hard-on. She was just beginning to really have fun when he spoke.
“If you think to tame me by making me shoot my load in the shower, you should know that ain’t gonna work.”
“Jeremy Strond, are you telling me you are the kind of man who comes more than once a night?”
“You better believe it. If you want to survive the night in my bed, you’d best get the first one out of the way.”
Unsure whether or not to take him at his word, she began stroking him off. He stood with his head tilted back, enjoying her touch. Going to her knees earned her another of his frowns.
“You are not blowing me twice before I…”
“Shut it, handsome. I can follow basic instructions.”
His expression turned heated as she rinsed them off and slid his thick member between her breasts. His mouth fell open and he seemed mesmerized by the sight of his dick peeking out the top of her cleavage with each thrust.
Suddenly, he was moving against her. “Fuck, you have some nice tits.” Reaching down, he rubbed his fingers over one nipple and gently tugged at it between her fingers. Tilting her head down, she gently ran her tongue over the tip of his cock each time it came up.
“Fuck, angel,” he gasped. “No man could take that.” His hips came to a staggering stop. Pulling back slightly, his cock twitched and with a groan, he came on her breasts.
Dropping immediately to his knees, his lips found hers, but it was what he did with his hands that blew her ever-loving mind.
Running one hand through the mess he’d made in the valley of her breasts, his other hand lifted her leg onto the side of the tub. Pulling her close, he used his own cum as lube to finger a sexy orgasm from her. It was some high-speed sexy move that she wasn’t even advanced enough to think up. If she thought she’d been wild in the bar, it was nothing compared to now.
Giving her a moment to catch her breath, he held her close. “You like having my cum on your pussy, don’t you?”
“You better believe it. I love every single thing you do.”
“Well, hold on tight, ‘cause I’m just getting started.”
Gazing up at him, Barbara loved the satisfied look on his handsome face. “Somehow, I knew you would be amazing at sex.”
Frowning, he asked, “‘Cause I’m a bad boy outlaw?”
“Nope. Because you are hotter than sin.”
His frown turned immediately to a sexy smirk. She really liked that.
“C’mon, precious, let’s get you dried off and to someplace nice and soft.” Lifting her from the tub, he pulled a towel from the rail and threw it down on the counter for her to sit on. Jerking open a slim cabinet, he pulled out a few more towels and began drying her off.
“How did you know to do that?”
“Do what?”
“Using your…you know,” she said, making nervous hand gestures.
“I couldn’t begin to tell you.”
“It flipped all the right switches for me,” she admitted. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so hot for a man.”
Glancing up at her, he smothered back a smile. “You’re real sweet. I’ll remember you liked that.”
“How can we be so different, and yet so perfect for each other?”
He shook his head with the same disbelief she was feeling. “I don’t know, angel. I’m just glad I found you.”
Clearing her throat, she reminded him primly, “It was me who found you.”
Edging into her personal space, he tilted her head back to look into her eyes. “Thank you for selecting me.”
“Oh, you’re definitely selected, so don’t be thinking you’re free to see other people,” she informed him, feeling the need to stake her claim.
Rolling his eyes, he teased, “One little taste, and every woman wants to own my ass.”
Well crap. Maybe she was coming on too strong? “Am I moving too fast?”
“Hell no, and double hell no. Ain’t no woman wants me but you, and I sure as hell don’t want any other woman but you.”
Sliding off the counter, she felt a wave of relief as she murmured, “Good answer.”
Grabbing his hand, Barbara led him back out to his room as if she owned the place. Finger combing her damp hair, she climbed into his bed. Instead of crawling in after her, he stood staring at her as she got comfortable.
Clawing the tangles from her hair, she began to feel uncomfortable. “Is it okay that I helped myself to your bed?”
Nodding, he responded quietly, “You can help yourself to any goddamn thing I have, angel.”
“You’re looking at me weird.”
“I want to see it.” His voice took on a husky quality that ate away at her resolve to be ladylike. Barbara didn’t need to ask. Instinctively, she knew he wanted her to spread her legs for him. Why were men so fascinated by vaginas? His entire demeanor was so alert and excited that she didn’t have the heart to deny him.
Slowly pulling back the blankets, she edged one leg away from the other. Rather than being frustrated with her incremental progress, his face lit up and seemed to be made of eyes.
“You have delicate ankles. I like that in a woman.”
“Glad to hear you say that.” What a weird thing to like. Snatching together all her courage, she pivoted around and opened her legs as she leaned back on her arms. If not for exposing the goods, she’d have felt like some fifties pinup girl.
“You shave it all off,” he said, his voice hollow, as if his mouth had suddenly gone dry.
“I get it done on a regular basis. Men think they’re so tough. Try getting your lady parts waxed once a month, and you’ll know true pain.”
“I use an electric razor on mine,” he divulged.
“I noticed that the first time we were together. It’s what turned your hand job into a blow job.”
The look of amazement on his face blew her away. “I never would have guessed that. Are you messin’ with me?”
“No, I honestly love that you manscape. Hygienic men are hard to find.”
“I gotta be twice as conscientious about that shit as other men ‘cause the rest of the package sucks.”
Barbara scowled. “No, it doesn’t, and you’re pissing me off by saying that all the time.”
“I don’t… well, maybe I do,” he said, catching himself. He frowned down at the floor.
Holding out her arms, she murmured, “Don’t worry, babe. We’ll work on that.”
When his head came up and he gave her that slow smile, she thought, yeah, they would definitely work on it. For as long as it took.
“Get over here,” she husked, eager to get started.
He couldn’t get to her fast enough.