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" A-Ace." I couldn't believe what sound came out of my mouth. I moaned his name without him doing anything. I mean of course he was kissing me and all but it wasn't intense.

"Princess, I love it when you moan my name but we shouldn't do that right now," he states.

I agree with him and hop off the motorcycle. I have had this pent up horny sensation for weeks and Ace's love language being physical touch doesn't help at all.

Whenever were with each other he always has to be touching me, even in school. I adore that I am getting physical attention from him but it makes my horny thoughts stay in my mind instead of leaving.

"I'm gonna go get a drink, I'll be right back," I say.

I walk in towards the kitchen and grab myself a glass of water.

"Mia, did you want to do it," ace asks.

"Maybe," I say.

"I know so do I but we shouldn't," ace says.

"Ace I know believe me I know," I say in a louder tone than usual. Ace's eyes go wide. "I have been horny for the past couple weeks and you touching me isn't helping because every time you do I just want more."

The room was silent until ace spoke up, "Mia, of course I want you right here right now. From the minute I saw you tonight, I wanted to walk back inside and fuck you so much, but I controlled myself. Your special to me and I don't want to just fuck you like that."

"But what if I wanted you to," I say.

"It wouldn't be pretty," he says.

"Ace fuck me how you fucked all your other girls."

"I am still gonna be gentle because you're my girl and my princess," he says.

"Is that so?"

"Yes," ace says.

"Hmmm, should I grant you that wish of pleasure?" Ace teases by running his index finger up my arm. "Use your words, princess."

"Yes."

He pulled away grasping my wrists. "Do you want me to fuck you here or somewhere else more comfortable," he asks.

"Here on the counter," I state.

He towers over me pulling off his shirt and then slowly turns me around and zips down my dress. He sets me onto the counter and then steps back to take off his jeans, with his eyes never leaving mine.

"May I." I give him a yes allowing him to rip my panties off.

Oh my god, his tongue ran over my pussy. He sucked around it making my skin feel sensitive. I arched my back and let out a moan.

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