Something unholy

I nod, about to answer, when the pad of his middle finger brushes against a narrow triangle of short curls.

“Oh Kira,” He said, his cock giving an abrupt, painful throb. “On the couch,” He says hoarsely, pulling my hand from my panties and giving my ass a little swat. “On your back.”

I move backward, turning toward the living room and giving him a view of my perfect ass.

Firm enough to curve, soft enough to bounce a little as I walk, sloping into strong thighs and up into hips made to have his hands curled around them. With a stilted breath, I lower myself onto the sofa, dark curls like a halo around my head on the cushions and my panties pulling tight against my skin as I arrange myself.

He started stroking my pussy again over my panties and I Inhaled instead, trying to move toward his hand. “This place needs to stay happy. It needs to be licked and kissed and petted. Doesn’t it ache now?”

I was surprised at his sudden choice of words…

Is it Alpha Ace?

No man had ever talked to me like that…well, after we parted ways, I never even let any man near me except him.

I parted my legs even further. His fingers slide up the silk-covered folds to the swollen tip of my clit,” He smirked and continued whispering in his husky voice, “It needs to be played with when it gets stiff and needy like this, baby. It needs to be rubbed.”

Instantly, He pulled my panties down my thighs and he embraced this view like a shot of espresso. See my legs being the smooth and slender legs of a woman barely budded into womanhood. Every part of my quivers.

He took his time looking at me, committing every single curve and fold of my to memory. The curls were kept short and neat, the cleft itself shaved bare, revealing all of itself proudly. And when he runs my thumbs up my thighs to caress my outer lips, he feels for himself how fucking soft and silky. His member is now painfully throbbing in his pants.

He instantly dived in and his tongue started to move its way on my mound and to my clit. I squirm under his touch as my hands cling desperately to his wrists, the squeeze of my fingers.

“You taste so sweet,” He grinds out as he pulls back for a breath. “So fucking sweet. And you smell—” he then buried his nose in mine and breathed it in, which made me squeeze my legs together in embarrassment, locking him in closer, tighter against me, and then he took his time smelling it.

He deliberately runs his nose along the outside folds and to the tip of my clit and then down between my cheeks, which makes me jolt in panic.

“It feels so good,” He whispers.

He smirked at that, “This is how I’ll get you ready to take my body, Kira,” He explained. “I’ll stroke you from the inside, tickle, and play with you until you open up like a flower,” He continued. “Until you don’t remember your name anymore until all these walls will only hear your moans.”

He crooks his finger up to press against that special spot on my front wall gently. My legs move around him, my bare toes squeezing and digging into the sofa, as he carefully works the inside of me. He lowered his mouth and traced the point of his tongue over my stiffened clit. “Oh,” I breathed.

“Oh.” He alternates long licks and flickers of his tongue, his finger doing its work all the while.

I can’t find words, but my body is fighting itself, seeking release and also scared of the immense wall of sensation roaring ever closer, and He took the entire bead of my clit into his mouth and sucked, and it was too soon that I responded with a keening whimper echoes off, my feet dig deeper into the sofa and Itches my body, my inner thighs and belly going taut as a drum skin.

The right time and then, I wanted to fight off the feeling but all I could do is melt into his fingers and enjoy it like there was no tomorrow.

He coaxes me through the final waves with his mouth and his finger, watching my gorgeous face over the rise of my pubic bone and the planes of my stomach, watching how my eyebrows pinch together in something almost like worry. And then with a final kiss on my clit, he straightened up and slid his finger out of mine, sucking it into his mouth to lick it clean.

I breathed hard, trying to keep up with how everything got so quickly.

He smirked at me. “We’ll have a long day to go, Kira. Prepare yourself.”

And just then as I was weak on my knees, what He asked next baffled me so much, “How often do you masturbate?”

I blinked at the sudden question, “Alpha Ace. W-why are you asking me that-”

He leaned in closer, “Do you do it while thinking of me entering you? While I was gone?

I wanted to divert the topic but the look on his face was too appealing not to see…“Admit it, my daisy. Do you do it with a pillow?”

Damn it, He saw it through me. How could I get away from those preening eyes of his?

I put my arms in my face to hide my embarrassed face and nodded, “Yes, Alpha Ace. I do it with a pillow, thinking of you.

Happy now?”

I took a peek to see He’s wide grin was already there, along with another emotion. His eyes shone with something…greediness hungriness….and so much more eagerness than before. “Good, you’re not getting any sleep tonight. I’ll do you so well all night. Now turn around.”

The rest of our stay took sleepless nights doing our exciting adventures and exploring each other like a newlywed couple.

And I, with all my fighting spirit, was all washed away along with the waves each time we do something together in almost every and every corner of his hotel.

In the living room, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, as we shower, and even outside on the deck as the sun offered to give them light.

We were too deep in our world as if we were alone and he took every chance he could get. He would wake up early, cook our breakfast, and shower together, ending up now putting on clothes as they start to do our business in bed and stop when it was lunchtime.

He would pretend to play cards and He would invent some games that would end up with me naked and sitting by the sofa with him exploring my body.

It was pure bliss, lust, and sensation.

And I do not even want it to end. Well, we did have some self-control when we were away for days. I guess we are just making up for the time that we were separated from each other.

Those were the best days of my life. Being with Alpha Ace. In a world full of jack full of trades, I’ll pick the ace.