Chapter 19
Ace
She stands in front of me as she goes through the signs of why I shouldn't kiss her again, but every single thing in me is telling me that this is the moment. This right here, no matter how we got here, is our moment. "Shelby." I say her name. "The next time I kiss you." I take a second to look over and see how close Roberto is. "I'm not going to stop." My hands itch to touch her, and before I can even talk myself out of it, I reach up with one hand, rubbing her cheek with my thumb to calm her down. "I don't care if the whole resort comes out to watch." I look her straight in the eye, my palms getting sweaty as my heart speeds up. "Take that as a sign."
"But," she interjects, and my mouth just crashes down on hers. My tongue slides into her mouth just like it did before, and it's fucking perfection. Her hands go to my waist, and at that moment, I don't care who is around and who isn't. I hear the footsteps walking away from us and stop kissing her.
"Roberto," I say as he starts walking away. "I don't want to see anyone around this villa tonight."
He smiles and nods at me. "No problemo, Mr. Ace." He pushes the tray of food to us. "You serve yourself when you are ready." He looks at me and then at Shelby, winking at her.
"Oh my God," Shelby says. "Did he just wink at me because he thinks that?" She turns to me, and I don't give her a chance to think about anything. Instead, my hands come up to cup her face. "Ace," she says before my mouth falls onto hers. Her mouth opens for me without thinking twice, and this time, her arms wrap around my neck. One of my hands falls from her face as I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me. She arches her back, and my hand goes down to her ass. My cock is ready for whatever action is going to come. "Ace," she says my name in a pant as I bend my head and kiss her neck. She pushes her chest into me, and it's my turn to moan.
"Shelby." I kiss down her neck. The arm around her waist picks her up, and I'm expecting to carry her inside. What I'm not expecting her to do is wrap her legs around my waist. "Fuck," I say as she leans back a bit so I can see her face. The wind blows some of her hair in her face, and she pushes it away with her hand and then shakes her head. My hand that isn't around her waist comes up, and I rub her bottom lip, my eyes searching hers, waiting for her to tell me that she's with me. I'm searching her eyes for her to tell me that she's okay with this.
She puts her hand on my cheek. "Ace." She smiles. "I don't know why you're stopping." She smirks. "Especially when we get interrupted so many times."
"Not this time," I declare, taking a step toward the bedroom. "This time, no one is going to interrupt us."
She leans forward, rubbing her nose with mine. "You promise." She leans forward and kisses me for the first time. Her tongue slides into my mouth, and just like the first time two years ago, my whole body comes alive. I walk into the bedroom and bypass it, going for the couch. Not wanting her to think I want anything more than just to have her in my arms. My hands go to her ass, and when I find it bare, I stop walking midstep. She stops kissing me when she realizes that I'm not walking. "What's the matter?"
"Umm," I say, my heart about to beat out of my chest. "My hands," I start to say, not sure what else to say. She looks over her shoulder trying to look at said hands and then looks back at me, not sure what is going on. "My hands are on your ass," I tell her, and she smirks at me and then tries not to laugh at me when I say the next words. "On your bare ass."
"Does my ass offend you?" she asks and then untangles her legs from my waist and stands in front of me. Her dress has ridden up to her stomach as she stands in front of me with the tiniest fucking panties I've seen in my life. I don't even think they can classify as panties. "You've seen me in a bathing suit," she reminds me, and she turns around, showing me her ass. And what a fucking ass it is.
"Before you had like, covering." I try not to drool at the sight of her, but all I want to do is get on my knees and bite it. "Now it's just." I have to close my eyes because the images of her leaning over are making my cock so hard there is no blood left for my brain.
"Should I cover it up?" She grabs the hem from around her stomach and moves her hips side to side, bringing the material down to cover herself.
"Stop," I say, stepping forward. "It's just going to ride up again." I smirk at her as she turns around.
"I mean, if it's just going to ride up again . . ." Crossing her arms around her waist, she grabs the dress and pulls it over her head.
If I was speechless before, I don't know what to call it now. She stands in front of me with the matching bra to the panties. Except the bra barely covers her nipples, the thin straps around her shoulders look like they are about to snap. "There, this is better." She grabs my hand in hers and turns to continue walking to the couch. "Don't you think?"
"Shelby.” I say her name between clenched teeth. "There is a fine line." I pull her to me. "That I've been holding since you came out in that fucking black-and-white bathing suit." I admit to her for the first time and to me as well, "I was lucky that the wave knocked me over because I think my tongue was going to touch the sand." She looks up at me, and the only light in the room is the soft light coming from the bedroom. "And it's about to snap." I pull her to me so she can feel how hard I am.
"Good," she says with a twinkle in her eye. "Because I’ve had some very inappropriate thoughts about you." She gets on her tippy-toes. "Thoughts that involve lots of skin and touching." She leans her head back and bites my jaw. "There is a little area," she says, and I just crash my mouth down on hers and pick her up. She lets go of my lips to laugh before framing my face with her hands. Her mouth comes back to mine as I walk to the couch and sit down. I definitely was not thinking this through when I did this.
She straddles my lap, her pussy lined up right on my covered cock that is feeling suffocated. "Ace," she moans my name as her hips move up and down. My hands go to her hips, and one moves up to the middle of her back, pulling her to me. Her head hangs back, and my hand moves up to grip the hair at the base of her neck. "Yes," she hisses when I pull her head back and bend to take her nipple in my mouth. My tongue dips between the lace of her bra and her nipple. Her nipple pebbles under my tongue, and I suck it. Her hips move up and down slowly, making sure that she rubs my whole covered shaft. "I need," she starts to say, and her hand reaches behind her to unclip her bra, giving me full access to her tits. I lean back a bit and look at the perfection that she is. Her tits are full, and my hand can't help but come up and palm it. I release her hair and lean back as my other hand grabs the other breast. My thumb and forefinger roll the nipples and then pull them.
Her eyes close as her hip movement starts to go a bit faster now. I can feel the heat from her pussy right on me, and if she continues doing this, I'm going to come in my pants, literally. I lean forward, taking the nipple back into my mouth, and this time, her hips move in a circle. My arm moves around her waist as I pick her up and turn her around. Her back is on the couch, her hair fanning across it. Her nipples are pebbled and asking to be bitten. "Shelby." I'm on my knees in the middle of her legs. "There is no going back," I inform her, waiting for her to tell me to stop. My heart is pounding so hard in my chest it echoes in my ears as the seconds feel like hours. My eyes stare into hers as she slowly sits up in front of me and kisses my neck, exactly where she can feel my heart.
"My heart," she says, her tongue coming out to lick my lips, "is beating as fast as yours." She then buries her face in my neck as she kisses me.
"Tell me what you want," I ask her. She stops moving, and my body goes still. I move away from her just a touch so I can see her face. My hand goes under her chin to make her look up at me. "Don't hide from me."
"But . . ." she starts to say and then swallows, and I know whatever she’s thinking, she’s embarrassed by it.
"Hey," I utter softly, moving more into her as her legs come up and lock around the base of my back. "No hiding."
"But," she says and then looks up at the ceiling and blinks her eyes. "It's just that."
"Shelby, if you want, we can put all the clothes back on and just lie together and talk," I tell her, and she gasps.
"No," she denies, almost shouting. "That is not what I want to do at all."
"So then?" I look at her.
"Ugh, fine." She rolls her eyes. "I want you to touch me."
My mouth goes into a smirk, and I can't help the smile that comes over me. "Really?" I ask her, and she nods. "Where?" I look into her eyes and bend down to kiss her lips, sliding my tongue into her mouth as she slides her tongue into mine. Around and around, our tongues dance together as she moves her head to the side as the kiss goes deeper. Her legs tighten around my waist. I let go of her lips, her chest rising and falling, and I bend, sucking in a nipple. "Tell me where, Shelby." I move from one nipple to the other.
"Ace," she moans my name, and it's the sexiest thing I've ever heard in my life. "I want you to touch me"—she pants—"everywhere."