Page 39 of Casualties

“What are you doing, princess?”Ace asks me in a low, serious tone that sends goosebumps down my body.

“I need more.These sweatpants are too thick, I need to feel you.”I slide the sweats down my legs quickly before he can stop me.His eyes spark with a heady desire.He doesn't want me to stop.

“Get on my lap, Ainsley.”I'm not one to do as I’m told, at least not anymore, but the dominance in his words have an intoxicating effect on me.I sit on his lap and begin to move, sliding up and down his massive erection.I may be an inexperienced virgin, but I want him inside of me more than my next breath.Stopping my movements, he grabs my hips again.

“You do not move until I tell you to.Is that understood?”My pulse skyrockets at his commanding words.Woah.I feel wetness start to drip from my pussy, dampening my panties.He's never spoken to me like this before.Then again, tonight has included a lot of things we’ve never done before.I nod at his command and stop moving.

“Good girl.”His hand rubs my ass as he praises me.

Oh.My.God.Why was that so hot, and why do I want him to do it again?

He grabs a handful of hair at the base of my neck, tilting my head to the side.Pulling me closer, he latches his mouth onto my neck and bites me.Hard.I suck in air through my teeth, hissing at the sting of his bite.The pain quickly subsides as he rolls his tongue over the sensitive area.His mouth travels slowly, kissing me up the length of my neck, with one of his hands still gripping my hair and the other holding down my hip.

I can't help the moans escaping my lips at his touch.This man is doing something foreign to me, and I'm enjoying every bit of it.I know one of us should have the sense to stop this, but we won’t, it's too late.

Lust is written in his eyes, feeding my hunger for him.I know we're both conflicted: wanting this, knowing it’s a terrible idea.At this moment, all doubts escape my mind, and my body takes over.

“Panties stay on.Do you understand?”I nod in agreement.I don’t feel like arguing, that won't do me any favors.

“Words, princess.I need your words.Do.You.Understand.Me?”he asks again in a more serious octave, sending shivers coursing through my body, accelerating the pulsing of my pussy.

“Yes!Yes…I understand.”That's all I can muster, when his hands make their way above my bent knees, spreading them apart further.I'm wide open for him, on full display, wearing only panties and a t-shirt.He moves his hands to my thighs, inching closer to my hot center.I hold my breath, waiting for him to touch me, I'm so desperate for him.His thumbs on each lip—still outside of my panties—he slowly spreads them apart.My clit rubs against the lacey fabric, jolting my body into overdrive.

"Fuuuck...Baby, you're so wet," he moans out, as he starts rubbing my clit.His cock grows larger as he touches me there.I'm not exaggerating when I say he is packing some serious heat between his legs.

Oh my God, is his size normal?Could I even handle that thing going inside me?

My eyes widen at just how big he is.The look on my face stops him—he must have read my mind.“Have you ever seen a dick before, princess?”The smirk on his face tells me he already knows the answer.I mean, I know what they look like from health class, but I haven’t seen one in person.

“You know the answer to that.”My cheeks warm with embarrassment at my lack of experience.I don’t want him to know how little I know, but I also can’t fake something I know nothing about.

“Take it out."His eyes focus on his crotch, while he moves my hand to press against his hard-on."My cock is the first you've touched.You need to see how hard I am at the sight of your drenched panties."He speaks with the confidence of a man who knows what the hell he is doing.

I hesitate, and rightfully so.This will be the first penis I see in real life, and he wants me to take it out myself?I know he's confident, but I lack that boldness.His hands gently grip my shoulders—he noticed my hesitation.

“You're nervous.Princess, if this is too much for you, we can go back to watching the movie.”His face softens.He’s giving me an out.Do I want an out?Is this too much, too soon for me?

No, it’s not.You can do this.You have fantasized about this man so many times.Put your big girl panties on and be that bitch.

My hand dives inside his black basketball shorts as I grab his massive cock.It's in my hand, and I have no idea what to do with it.His eyes widen in surprise—he thought I would back out.Not tonight, we've already gotten this far.My hand grips his dick; I'm taken aback that my thumb doesn't reach my fingers around him.His hard length is surprisingly smooth, like silk wrapped around steel.I don’t move my hand, because what the hell am I supposed to do with it?When I get nervous I tend to word-vomit, and I don’t disappoint myself.I let out a shaky breath.

“Uh-I…I’m not…Wha-What do I do with it?”I'm a stuttering mess, any confidence I had when starting this has dissipated.The command in his voice softens, I assume to avoid freaking me out, but little does he know I liked his commands.With my lack of experience, I need him to take control.

“Take it out of my shorts.”I see the restraint he's trying to hold onto by the furrow of his brows.I take it out with the same firm grip I've had and my eyes travel down to see exactly what I'm holding.Ace’s dick is long as well as thick.He isn’t giving any more direction, so my grip loosens and I use the fingertips of my other hand to trace invisible lines up and down, feeling every ridge of his long shaft.I trace the tip of my pointer finger to the crown, and I make circles around it, exploring this new, uncharted territory.I’m not sure if I'm doing anything right, but he must be enjoying my touch—the noises coming from his lips seem to be derived from pure pleasure.

“Stop teasing me baby, wrap your hand around my cock.Here, like this.”His hand wraps firmly around mine, and we stroke his length, moving up and down.He maneuvers my hand in a rotating twist over his soft skin, creating a delicious friction, pulling a moan from his lips.The rapid rise and fall of his chest is a good sign, right?This must be what it’s like when he pleases himself, and I wonder what he thinks about when jerking himself off.Is it me?

I’m taken out of my thoughts when he stops our languid stroking.His thumb finds his way back to my throbbing clit as he groans, rubbing circles over the tight bud.His movements have me hypnotized with desire.My hands return to his shaft, following his instructions on how he likes to be touched.

“Ace!Oh.My.God.Wha-What are you…oh God.”I can’t even form complete sentences at this point.

“Fuck baby, you’re drenched for me.I shouldn't, but I need to feel how wet I make you.”He pulls the thin fabric of my panties to the side, giving him full access to my aching core.Ace continuously rubs those beautiful circles over my clit with his thumb, while my strokes of his cock match the rhythm.My body naturally moves up, leaving space between his lap and my ass.He knows what my body needs—one of his fingers slides inside my pussy, and I gasp.

“This feels so good.Ace, I’m close.I think...Mm…” I’m not exactly sure what I am close to.I know it’s an orgasm, but I’ve never had one before.Am I close?Would I know?It feels like I am reaching the precipice of something explosive.

“Yes, you are.You're right there, baby.Fuuuck...Ainsley, yeah just like that, princess.”His words nearly send me over.My walls are stretched as he adds another finger.He curls his fingers up, pressing on a wall of my pussy that electrifies my nerve endings there.His god-like hands continue to work me into a haze, and right as I am about to combust—he stops.What the hell is he doing?

“What are you doing?Wha-Why did you stop?”I’m sure the look I'm giving him is as confused as I feel.He moves my panties back into place before sitting me firmly back on top of him.My pussy is pressed against the back side of his shaft.

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