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  Pushing Adam against the door, I let my fingers quickly undo the button and zipper on his jeans as I kissed up the column of his neck.

  “Fuck, Ace. I thought you’d lost interest. I haven’t heard from you in days,” Adam whispered as my hand pushed under his boxers to grip his erection. Feeling how aroused he was had my cock growing with equal excitement.

  “Never. Just been busy,” I murmured against his throat as my hand roughly slid up and down his length.

  “I missed you,” Adam groaned, leaning his head against the door as I continued to stroke his shaft.

  Lowering myself to my knees, I tugged his pants down, his erection bouncing free. I sucked the tip of him into between my lips as my hand cupped his balls. Slowly, I moved down, capturing him in the wet heat of my mouth until he bumped against the back of my throat. Sliding back up, I almost let his whole shaft escape before sucking him back in.

  Adam moaned as I picked up a slow torturous rhythm of sliding up and down on him.

  I knew we should be hurrying, but I couldn’t make myself care. The sounds leaving Adam’s throat made it worth any shit someone might give me later.

  “Damn it. Stop. Just fuck me already. I need you in me,” Adam said even as his hips bucked in time to my rhythm. “I have lube. Please.”

  Letting him fall from my mouth, I stood to kiss him hard, our tongues mingling for a moment before I pulled back.

  Adam produced a small bottle of lube from his jeans and handed it to me even as he turned and pushed his bare ass at me.

  I quickly undid my own jeans and pulled my hard dick out. After unrolling the condom over it, I coated my length with lube. Putting the bottle in my pocket, I reached between Adam’s cheeks to smooth lube onto his tight hole. I lined my cock up and slowly pushed the head of my cock past the muscled ring. It took a few short, careful thrusts, but eventually I was able to get all the way in Adam, making both of us groan.

  Kissing the back of Adam’s neck, I pulled back then pushed in a fraction of the way.

  “I don’t want it soft. Hard. Fuck. Me.” Adam pushed his hips against me, forcing my dick to slide all the way in again.

  I couldn’t help but smile. Adam always wanted it hard, then again so did I. It was the only time I like to feel like someone else was stronger than me — when they were holding me tightly and filling me. Thrusting hard into him, I could tell from his moans I was hitting his sweet spot.

  My balls tightened as my orgasm grew closer. Reaching around Adam’s hips, I gripped his erection and slid my hand up and down his erection while continuing to thrust into his ass.

  A bang on the door drew my attention, making me slow in my thrusting.

  “Give me a damn minute.” I shouted through the door.

  “Hurry the fuck up. I gotta piss,” a voice returned giving the door another bang for emphasis.

  “Yeah, hurry the fuck up,” Adam jerked his hips into my hand, also making me slide out of him a bit. “I’m gonna come,” he quietly moaned.

  “Good,” I said before picking up my rhythm slamming him hard against the door. His cock was right up against the door with my hand still wrapped around it so I backed off a bit. Jerking my hand up and down his shaft, I grabbed the nape of his neck with my other hand and held on tightly as I pounded into him.

  “Fuck. Fuck.” Adam groaned just before come shot from the tip of his dick onto the back of the door. I slowed my thrusts until he was finished then grabbed onto his hip with my hand and gave a few final thrusts until I grunted as my own release filled the condom.

  Normally I liked to wait a few minutes before pulling out, but knowing that we were already pushing the time before we had more than one person looking to use the men’s room, I stepped back with a groan. My sensitive, latex covered cock slipped from Adam, making him whimper. Flushing the rubber, I pulled my pants up and Adam did the same. One final kiss and I shut myself into one of the two stalls. Adam unlocked the door and walked out.

  I could hear some murmuring outside the door before the door opened and heavy footsteps went into the other stall. Exiting, I washed my hands while noticing that Adam’s come was still all over the back of the entry door, which made me smile as I pulled open the door. In the hallway, I found a short blonde leaving the women’s room.

  “Hey, baby,” I winked at her, and she smiled. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I walked out of the hall with her. She was going on and on about something, but I wasn’t really paying attention. When we neared the table where the other men in the club sat, I told her I would find her in a while before turning my shoulder to her and sitting down at the table.

  “Where were you?” one of the men asked.

  “Where do you think I was? Tapping that little thing in the pisser.” I shrugged, bringing a bottle of beer to my lips.

  Chapter 5

  Alicia

  From where I stood behind the bar, I watched as Ace walked into the room with his arm around a woman. Shaking my head, I resumed filling orders even though my eyes continued to stray toward him. He’d been working hard to get somewhere with me then he goes and has a random hookup in the back when I’m working. What a jerk.

  “What can I get you?” I asked another customer.

  “What’s your name?” He asked in return.

  “Alicia. What can I get you?” I told him, resting my hands on my hips.

  “Give me whatever you have on tap.”

  “Sure, and it’s Alicia.” I quickly filled a frosty mug for him and told him his total. He handed me a bill. It only took a moment to enter it into the register and hand him back his change.

  “Keep the change.”

  “Thanks,” I said, realizing he’d given me more than a ten dollar tip, which didn’t happen often. That’s when I finally looked at him and realized he was actually pretty good looking. “What’s your name, hun?”

  “Adam,” he said as his lips tilted in a sexy half smile.

  “Well, just holler if you need a refill.” I winked and moved off down the bar to a waiting customer.

  It was starting to slow down, and instead of keeping track of Ace, I found myself looking toward Adam instead. I couldn’t help but wonder what a good looking man was doing in a bar by himself on a Friday night.

  It didn’t take long before things got busy again, as they usually did on the weekends, and I lost track of Adam in the crowd. Ace too.

  The rest of my shift flew by as I rushed from one end of the bar to the other, dodging the two other bartenders working. When quitting time rolled around, I was happy. I’d made a good chunk of change, but my feet hurt, my back hurt, my head hurt. All I wanted was a hot meal and shower followed by a nice soft bed.

  Dragging my tired ass out of the bar, I nodded to the two security guards that were only around on the weekends since that was when people usually decided to get rowdy. Once I crossed the crappy street to get to my truck, I collapsed into the driver seat. It took a few moments before I was able to convince myself to start the engine and drive home. The drive was short, and I was there in a flash.

  After parking my truck in my spot, I walked toward my apartment. I kept my eyes peeled as there were always people coming and going, and I didn’t feel like getting robbed or being surprised by anyone out to do harm. As I fumbled with my keys to unlock the door, I heard footsteps approaching and looked toward them before opening the door. It was Ace. What the hell was he doing at my apartment?

  “What…” I started, but he stopped me by wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me against him, his lips on mine. I pushed against his chest to make sure it was clear I wasn’t enjoying the kiss.

  “Don’t fight it,” he warned before kissing me again.

  I clenched my jaw and lips until he finally released me.

  “I don’t do hook ups. Especially when said hook up is taking chickies in the bathroom or out behind the place I work. Sorry.” I opened my door and stepped through before attempting to close the door in his face. He was faster than
I anticipated, though, and his foot was in the way before I could shut the door. Entering my apartment, he closed the door behind him and locked it. “Yeah, you need to go. I didn’t welcome you in.”

  “I don’t give a fuck. You apparently saw something and misinterpreted it. I didn’t fuck that woman. I didn’t even kiss her,” Ace said, closing the distance as I stepped backward.

  “It doesn’t matter. I’m not jealous or anything. I just don’t like sloppy seconds.” I shrugged and turned my back to him to show him how unaffected I was. I threw my purse on the counter and plugged my phone into the charger. “I’d like to heat up some food, shower and sleep now, so if you could see yourself out that’d be great.”

  I wish I was as cool as I was pretending. I wasn’t. My stomach was doing somersaults at the fact that Ace was in my home. It wasn’t much, but it was what I could afford and it was all I needed. I wasn’t pretending about not wanting to touch him after he’d fucked random pussy at the bar. I knew he wasn’t a virgin, but to know he was dipping his wick elsewhere frequently wasn’t sexy either. Even knowing all that, it didn’t stop my traitorous body from getting excited and turned on from the kiss he’d laid on me. It was obvious that he’d somehow followed me, but it didn’t matter. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, not physically anyway.

  “You think you can just kick me out? I don’t think so.” Ace scoffed at me standing in the doorway to my kitchen as I opened the fridge.

  Pulling out a plastic container with leftovers in it, I set it on the counter. “You think you can follow someone home like a stalker and its okay?”

  “Yes, I refuse to force myself on you. There is something between us. I will do whatever I can to prove it to you.”

  Glancing at him over my shoulder, I couldn’t help but admire the man. There was something there. Something magnetic even that tugged at everything low in my belly and made me want to reach out and touch him. I couldn’t though. I didn’t do casual hook ups, but my body didn’t care. My knees weakened just from the heat in his gaze.

  He took one step closer to me, settling his hands on my hips. Flames engulfed me from the single touch.

  “Tell me to stop and I walk away,” his hand smoothed over my shoulders, pulling my hair to one side of my neck. Dropping soft kisses along my neck, his hands slid around my waist pulling me flush against him.

  I struggled with myself. In a way I wanted him like I’d never wanted another man, but I couldn’t forget what I knew about him either. Instead of responding, I let him continue. My brain was too busy trying to figure out what to do to put anything into actual words.

  “Do you want me to stop?” His voice is rough as one of his hands drops to the button on my jeans and tugs them open. Sliding his hands down the side of either hip, he yanks my jeans and panties just down my hips, making me gasp in surprise. Still, I don’t say anything to stop him. I want what he is giving me, even if I am resistant to admit it.

  His hand dips between my thighs to swipe through my building arousal, his lips still leaving a path of hot kisses on my neck. Lifting his hand in front of our faces, he shows his fingers to me, the moisture glistening on them.

  “Mmm, look what I’ve found.” He brings his fingers to my mouth, smoothing my own arousal over my lips. “Is it as delicious as I remember?”

  All I can do is nod once. His finger forcefully pushes into my mouth. I moan as the taste of myself invades my senses. Pulling his fingers out, he replaces them with his lips and tongue. His tongue swirled with mine, sharing my unique flavor with him. He groaned into me.

  I loved that he was rough and a bit forceful, but not to the point that he didn’t care about me. No, it was all about my reaction to him and he fed off it.

  Taking his lips from mine, his fingers returned between my thighs, only instead of barely touching me, his fingers push between my swollen lips. Two fingers plunged into me, making a shiver run up my back as I clench around them and bit my lip to hold back a moan. Thrusting his fingers into me repeatedly, he nips and sucked on my earlobe. I could hear his breathing growing rough as it rushed against my face. .

  Withdrawing his fingers, he brought them to his own lips, sucking them deep. Another low growl vibrated from his chest.

  “Fucking delicious,” he murmured as he took his fingers from his mouth. “I could feel you squeeze so god damn tight around my fingers as they slid in you. Your body is telling me you want me, but you have yet to actually tell me if you still want me to leave.”

  I turned and stared at his beautifully rugged face.

  “I don’t know what I truly want,” I spoke as honestly as I could.

  “I’ll take it one step at a time. Say the word and I will stop immediately. We will be great if you just relax and give in to your desires.” He gives me a chaste kiss and steps back from me. Waiting.

  “Don’t hurt me,” I whisper before I can stop the words.

  “I might like it rough, but I won’t hurt you. I want to make you feel better than ever before,” Ace scoops me up in his arms and heads toward my bedroom. The apartment isn’t big and it’s easy to figure out which door to go through.

  Once in the room, he leaves the door open and carefully places me on the bed. Rising up onto my elbows, I watched as he toed off his boots, yanked off his socks then shoved them into each boot. Standing upright, he shrugs out of his vest as his eyes drag over the part of my body that is exposed.

  I swing my legs over the side of the bed so that I, too, can strip. He pulls his shirt over his head in a move that only men seem to be able to do, tossing it aside as he steps closer to me. His fingers undo the button on his jeans as he closes in on me. My eyes drop to watch as he slowly pulls the zipper down. My mouth waters at the thought of seeing him nude. His chest muscles flex and move as he shoves his jeans over his hips.

  A gasp ripped out of my throat when I see he wasn’t wearing any boxers. Snapping my head up, I see a wicked grin on his face. He’d wanted to surprise me, and he had.

  Hooking a finger in my belt loops, he yanks my hips to his. His erection slides right between my thighs, gliding against every sensitive part of me. Not wasting any time, his hands skim up my sides, pushing my shirt over my body until finally he manages to pull it over my head.

  “Pretty,” he says dragging a finger along the line of my bra, teasing the swells of my breasts. They are rising and falling rapidly as I gasp for breath. The feel of his hot, hard chest against mine is wreaking havoc on my mind. Sliding down the center of my body, his hands grab ahold of my jeans and panties pulling them down to my ankles. “Take the bra off. I’m afraid I’ll tear it off you if I do it.”

  Quickly, I reached behind myself and released the torturous device. I dropped it to the floor as I stepped out of the clothing around my ankles.

  Ace stands in front of me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, pulling my nude body against his. It’s a sensation I’d never forget. All his hard, hot muscles against my soft, delicate body. His hands slide down my back before grabbing onto my ass, his hips thrusting at the same time. The hard length of him, digs into my belly as I look into his eyes.

  Pushing up on my feet, I close the distance between us and our lips meet once more. My hands slide into his hair, holding on as he lifts my thighs, wrapping them around his hips. I feel like a monkey clutched to him in such a way, but the play of muscles as he moves under my hands and the incessant nudge of his erection quickly wash that thought away.

  Laying me on my back once more, he is standing next to the bed.

  “I can do it this way or you can move so we can both lay down. Your choice.” He releases me and stands with his hands on his hips, staring down at me. The glimmer in his eyes has me quickly scooting back on the bed, putting my head on the pillows.

  Climbing onto the bed, he crawled up between my legs, pushing them apart with his own. His hands slid down my thighs to my hips then up my stomach to cup my breasts momentarily.

  “Go slow. It’s been a while,” I murmur quiet
ly. I don’t want to admit it, but I feel he should be warned.

  “I’ll go real slow. Well, as slow as I can given that I’m literally in pain here,” he smiles down at me before clambering off the bed again only to pick up his jeans and pull out a silver packet. Dropping the pants on the floor again, he tears open the condom and rolls it on before resuming his position between my thighs. “Ready?”

  I nod even though I’m not entirely sure I am.

  The head of his cock pressed against my opening and he lowers himself down onto his elbows. Our faces are only inches apart when he fills me.

  My back arched off the bed as I dig my finger nails into his back. Biting down on my lip, I hold back a pain filled gasp. So much for slow. He’d entered me in one hard thrust then stopped.

  “Shit, you weren’t lying about it having been a while. You are so tight.” He sighed as he moved within me.

  “I’m not the sluts you are used to,” I said even as I pushed my hips against his, taking him even deeper.

  “Why me?” he asked, thrusting slowly.

  “Right now? You want to talk about this while fucking me?” I rolled my eyes.

  “No better time,” he said with a smile. Halting his hips, he leans up onto his hands, then his knees. He is still deep within me, but looking at me expectantly.

  “Why not you?” I responded with a one shoulder shrug.

  “Doesn’t work. I want more.” Ace refused to let me get away with a noncommittal answer.

  “You didn’t take no. You were persistent, so I gave in. Simple as that.” I turned my head to look toward the open bedroom door.

  “Better, but I still think there is more.” Using one finger, he turned my chin so I had to meet his eyes again. There was something tender there I’d never seen, and it made me open up like I never had before.