Chapter 86
CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX
Ace
I keep my eyes shut, but I feel her trailing her nails along my abs. Teasing me while she thinks I'm asleep.
The worst part of this whole recovery bullshit is not being able to fuck her like we both need.
I ain't in any fit state to be chasing her anywhere.
Hell, I had to lie there and watch while she put the bars of my Jacob's ladder back in.
I managed to convince her that a blowjob wasn't going to give me a heart attack. And my God, I exploded in her mouth.
But she knows me too well. Once I start, I won't stop. And then I'll probably fuck myself up worse than I already am.
She's been a pretty strict nurse, really. But by the feel of her fingers tracing the V that leads to my dick, I'd say she's struggling now, too.
Ten days since I woke back up.
Eleven days since I got her back.
I went six years. We've got a hell of a lot of making up to do.
I keep my breathing steady, testing how far she's willing to go. My dick is already betraying me, springing to life. Desperate for Harper's attention. As always.
Her lips press against my chest, and my breath hitches. I bite my tongue as she kisses her way down my body.
"Don't ever sign up to be one of those on-screen props for a dead guy, Ace," she teases, wrapping her hand around my cock as she rips the duvet off us.
I peer out of one eye. She's grinning from between my legs.
"I don't know what you're talkin' about," I mutter.
"Hmm." She runs her tongue along my thigh.
My hips lift of their own accord.
"Please, baby," I hiss.
Her nail gently runs over the piercings.
"Tell me what you need, Ace," she purrs.
My eyes open fully.
She bites her lip, her eyes full of hunger.
"You. I'm fuckin' dying here thinking about all the ways I wanna fuck you. All the ways I can't right now. I just need my dick inside your tight pussy, baby. Please."
She sits up, and my eyes lock on her breasts. I swear they've gotten bigger. That alone nearly makes me come on the spot.
"Only if you promise to let me be in control. Just this once. I'm not letting you hurt yourself."
I nod eagerly. I'll take whatever my girl gives me. We have the rest of our lives to get all our primal urges out of our systems.
"I'll be a real good boy for you, Harper. I'll just lie here and let you use me however you need."
Her eyebrow arches. "However I want, huh?"
I grin. "Yep. Do your worst, baby."
She straddles me, gliding the head of my dick against her. She's already soaking my cock.
"If you come, I ain't stopping."
I chuckle. "Yeah, just fuck me hard again. No complaints here."
She must feel how wound up I am. My bad arm is in its sling, and she looks down at my good one as it drifts toward her hip.
She tuts, batting it away. Carefully.
"Hands on the mattress, Ace. No touching."
A growl escapes me. "None?"
She shakes her head and then sinks down onto my dick, which kills the argument dead. My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head.
"Fuuuck. You feel incredible," I groan.
She lowers herself all the way to the base, and I lift my knees, giving her support to go as deep and hard as she wants.
"God, I've missed this. I've missed us," she pants.
I grip the sheets, watching every damn second as she rides me like her own personal fuck toy. Listening to every breath, every moan. The flush spreads over her chest and crawls up her throat.
"Okay. Good hand on my throat, Ace," she orders.
I don't hesitate. I wrap my hand around her neck—I don't squeeze, I just rest it there—and she lets go. Hips rolling. Her clit rubbing against me.
"I'm close," she moans.
I can't help myself. I thrust up into her, deeper. I need it. She needs it. She screams out, and that's enough to send me right over the edge.
I come so hard I almost black out. She slows her pace, riding out every wave of her own pleasure. And when she's spent, she leans down and kisses me.
"Good morning, handsome," she whispers before peppering kisses along my jaw.
"I love these kinda wake-up calls."
I dip my head and start kissing her neck, making her giggle in response. I fuckin’ love when she’s in her post-climax state and so sensitive to the lightest of touches.
"Me too."
I slide my hand down her side and cup her ass.
"Now, you've had your fun. Get your ass up here." I order, tapping once.
She pulls back, studying me, eyebrows knitted. I know she can’t resist.
"Sit on my face, Harper." I say, eyebrow arched.
"Excuse me?"
She bites her lip, holding back her naughty grin.
I laugh. "I said, come and sit on my face and let me clean up my mess."
"Ace Sterling. I am not sitting on your face when you're in this condition."
She crosses her arms over her chest, which makes her tits look so fucking good I'm almost salivating.
"One." I start.
"Ace—"
"Two."
Her cheeks now have a gorgeous red flush.
"If I get to three, I'm going to launch myself at you, toss you across this bed, and eat you out. I don’t care if I hurt myself. Your choice." I shrug, keeping it cool.
Even moving my shoulder an inch has me wincing. Fuckin' arm. And she might kill me.
"You're ridiculous," she mutters.
I squeeze her ass.
"Nah. I'm just hungry, sweetheart. Man needs a proper breakfast."
Her cheeks flush, and finally, she does as I say. Settling her legs on either side of my head. My good hand holds her in place as she hovers above me.
"Harper, baby. I said sit on my face. Not whatever this hoverin' shit is. Down. Smother me."
She does, and I'm in heaven.
I circle the tip of my tongue on her clit, and she's already vibrating around me. So much so that she spreads her legs wider and really sits now.
When I suck on her—just like that rose toy she loves—she's moaning above me, squirming in my hold.
"Ace. Ace. More."
Sliding my hand between her legs, I thrust two fingers inside her. Her back arches, and she falls apart, smothering my damn face, drippin' all over me.
"Fuck, baby," I hiss against her. "Good girl."
And that does it. She's screaming out, and she rides through it. Keepin' it nice and slow, lapping her up the way she deserves. Until she rests her head against the headboard, trying to catch her breath.
Her fingers run through my hair as she lifts herself off me slightly.
"You good down there?" she asks with a lazy grin.
"Never been better." I wink.
"I love you," she says, and my heart flips. I'll never get sick of hearing it.
"I love you too, pretty girl."