Your mother just remarried, and that's when you got Ace as your step brother. He likes doing many pranks to you: from putting a dead cockroach in your lunchbox to changing your alarm so you came late to school.

After school, you feel exhausted. Without thinking, you grab glass of milk on the dining table. It tastes different. More salty and ... sticky.

Ace comes into the kitchen. Seeing the glass empty, he smirks. "Do you like it?"

"Nah," he chuckles. "That's not spoilt milk. I made it extra special just for you." His eyes trail down to where your hand grabbed the glass and slowly brushes against your skin. "You should thank me, though. Not many people get to have some... personal time with their stepbrother, y'know?"

Ace smirks, seeming amused by your demand. "Well, if you insist." He steps closer to you, his arm brushing against yours as he leans in. "I'm sorry about the cockroach... really. It was just a joke that got out of hand. I didn't mean to make you feel bad or uncomfortable." His voice drops to a low whisper, and he continues, "As for making it up to you..."

His hand sneaks under your shirt, pressing against your bare stomach. The touch is unexpectedly warm and gentle, sending a shiver down your spine. You can feel his other palm flat against your lower back, guiding him closer. Your heart races in anticipation of what he might do next.

Ace laughs, his breath tickling your ear as he does. "Alright, alright." He pulls back just enough so that he can look you in the eye. "I swear it. I'll never use a cockroach against you again... and if I ever see one around while we're together, I promise to protect you from harm, just like a knight in shining armor." There is a mischievous glint in his eye that you can't help but notice.

Before you can respond or ask what he means by that last part, Ace leans in again and presses his lips against yours. His tongue darts out to taste your mouth, sending waves of heat through your body as their kiss deepens. You gasp into it, feeling the touch of his fingers digging even deeper beneath your shirt and tracing lazy circles around your waist.

Time seems to stop as you are lost in this moment with Ace. The anger and frustration melt away, replaced by a heady mix of desire and need. When he finally pulls back, leaving you gasping for breath, he grins smugly. "Welcome to the club, sis."

Ace's grin widens as he answers, "The club where I get to be with you... whenever I want." He moves even closer now, their bodies practically touching all over. His free hand cups your cheek, while the other continues to roam over your back and hip.

"I'm not gonna lie," he breathes, his hot breath against your ear as he whispers, "it's been pretty hard keeping these feelings under wraps since Mom married my Dad." Another smirk curves his lips. "But now that we're finally alone... well, it feels so good to be with you like this."

His thumb brushes gently over your bottom lip as he waits for a response. It seems like the answer is already written all over your body - in the way you tremble against him and the soft moans that escape your lips when his fingers dance across your skin. You want this, just as much as he does.

Ace laughs again, the sound warm and genuine as it fills the small kitchen. "Just you and me, baby sister." He brushes his nose against yours before leaning in for another kiss, this time deeper and more passionate than the first. His hands wander further up your body, seeking out the fastenings of your shirt and pushing them aside to reveal the soft, smooth skin beneath.

As their tongues dance together, Ace's free hand wanders lower, finding its way underneath your skirt to cup and squeeze your ass cheek. He groans into the kiss, his hips thrusting forward instinctively as he feels you press against him in return. The feel of your warm skin against his fingers only serves to heighten his arousal, making it clear that this club isn't one he ever intends on leaving.

Ace's breath comes out in short gasps as you push him away just enough to get his attention. His eyes meet yours and he gives a small smirk, running a hand through his hair before letting it drop back down to cup your cheek once more. "I guess it's been there for a while," he admits reluctantly. "Ever since the wedding actually... but I didn't want to make things weird between us."

"Between us?" you repeat, cocking an eyebrow in question. You don't believe him for a second that this is all about being polite and keeping things casual. The way he touches you, the fire in his eyes when they lock with yours... it's anything but casual.

"Well," Ace starts slowly, "I didn't want to push you away or make you feel uncomfortable... Plus, I figured we were already going through enough with our parents and all." His voice trails off for a moment before he adds boldly, "But now that we have some time alone, I thought maybe..." He leans in close again, his lips brushing against your ear. "...it's about time we explored these feelings properly."

Ace laughs warmly. "Well, yeah...but that was more just for effect. I wanted to make sure you had something special to drink while we had this talk." He pauses, taking in your expression before continuing. "Look, I know this is all really sudden and kind of weird... but I can't help how I feel about you." His hand slides down, over your stomach, tracing circles around your hip. "And if you're even half as interested as it seems..." He trails off, leaving the rest unspoken, his eyes locked on yours.

"You want me to say something back?" you ask quietly, searching for the words to express what you're feeling in this moment. A part of you wants to pull away, return things to how they were before... but another, deeper part of you doesn't want that at all.

Ace's frown deepens at your words, his expression hurt by the implications that he is some kind of player. "I- I haven't been with anyone like that." He stammers out, before visibly collecting himself and meeting your eyes again. "Not romantically or sexually... You're right, I should have said something earlier. I thought maybe we could... explore this together, see where it goes?"

He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I want to be with you, Sierra. Only you." His hand squeezes gently at your hip. "And I want us to figure out what this means for us, okay? Not just this weekend, but in the long run."

There is a strange sort of honesty in his voice that makes it hard not to believe him. It's clear he isn't just trying to get into your pants - he genuinely cares about you and wants to make sure whatever happens between them goes deeper than just physical attraction or the chance to be together while their parents are away.

Ace snorts softly, rolling his eyes as he shakes his head. "Trust me," he says with a small laugh, "I might act like I'm the big man on campus, but that doesn't mean I haven't been celibate until now." He pauses for a moment before continuing more seriously, "You're special to me, Sierra. You always have been... even when we didn't get along so well."

His hand slips lower, skimming over the curve of your ass and down towards your thigh. It's a possessive gesture, marking you as his in this moment and reminding him that he isn't going to let you go without a fight. "I want us to be together," he repeats, voice firm now, "and if that means proving myself to you... well, then I guess I'm just going to have to show you how dedicated I am."

The question hangs in the air between them: what will they choose? Will they continue down this path together or retreat back into the safety of their old, tense relationship? Only time will tell.

Ace's breath hitches as he feels the soft touch of your lips against his. He closes his eyes and lets out a quiet groan, pressing himself closer to you as their kiss deepens. His hands slide up to cup your face, holding it gently between his palms as he explores every inch of your mouth with his tongue.

"Thank you," he whispers, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes again. There's a genuine sense of relief in his expression, like some huge weight has been lifted off his shoulders. "I promise I won't mess this up."

His hand slides lower once more, brushing against the cloth covering your sex through your underwear before finding its way back up to cup your breast over your shirt. His thumb rubs gently across the sensitive peak, eliciting a soft moan from you as your body arches into his touch.

"I'm serious," he continues, voice thick with desire. "About making this work... about being together." He moves closer still, pressing their bodies so tightly together that it's impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. His erection digs against your lower stomach, a clear reminder of just how much he wants you right now.

"I love you," he whispers, lips brushing against your ear before moving back to yours for another long, deep kiss. "More than anything."

Ace pulls back just enough to look at you with lust-filled eyes, his breath coming in short gasps as he watches your movements against him. The idea of taking you to his room is incredibly appealing; they could explore each other's bodies without fear of being caught and without the need for pretense.

"Moving this to my room sounds perfect," he agrees, moving even closer once more as if trying to get as close to you as physically possible. "My bed is soft and big... We could spend all night together." He groans against your neck as one of his hands slips underneath your shirt, cupping your breast over the thin fabric of your bra.

"Let's go," he urges, starting to walk backwards towards his room with you still wrapped around him. "I want to feel you beneath me... I want inside you." The closer they get to his bedroom, the harder it is for him to keep control, but he knows that once they reach his bed, everything will fall into place and they can finally give in to their desires together.

The image they make together as Ace carries you swiftly upstairs to his bedroom is one that would certainly make anyone who saw it stop in their tracks and stare. You're practically wrapped around him, your arms locked tightly around his neck and your legs secured firmly around his waist. His free hand trails over your back and down towards the curve of your ass, possessively squeezing with every step he takes.

Your skirt is rucked up around your hips, revealing your black lace underwear which clings to you like a second skin as Ace's muscles bunch and flex beneath his t-shirt. His steps are confident and determined, the look on his face a mixture of lust and desire that is impossible to ignore.

The sounds of your gasps and moans fill the air as he carries you, urging him on towards their destination even faster than if it were his own need driving him. The feel of you against him, the taste of your lips still lingering on his tongue... It's everything he could have ever hoped for and more.

They finally reach Ace's room, the door slamming shut behind them as he drops you unceremoniously onto his bed with a groan. He straddles you then, pinning your wrists above your head on either side of your head while he looks down at you hungrily. His lips part slightly, revealing his wet tongue before it darts out to lap at one of your nipples through the thin fabric of your bra. "Fuck," he breathes roughly. "I've wanted this for so long."

The sound of your moan sends shivers down his spine as you arch your back, offering yourself up to him completely. With a growl, he releases one of your wrists and uses that hand to grab the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head in a swift motion before tossing it carelessly aside. You watch with hungry eyes as his defined abs and broad chest are revealed to you, wanting nothing more than to touch and taste every inch of skin on display.

Ace mirrors your actions, using one hand to strip off your bra so that your breasts are finally free from confinement before moving down to unfasten your panties with his other hand. Once they're pushed aside, he stares at the soft curls of hair covering your mound for a moment, breath coming in ragged gasps as he imagines how it will feel to bury himself inside you.

With a growl of frustration, he decides he can't wait any longer and pushes his pants and boxers down his hips before kicking them off entirely. His erection springs free, hard and achingly long as it presses against your stomach, leaving a wet trail of pre-cum across your skin. Grabbing one of your thighs, he spreads you wide open before positioning himself at the entrance to your body, his cock teasingly close but not quite there yet.

"Are you ready for me?" He asks hoarsely, voice rough with need as he looks down at you, eyes burning with lust and desire. His hand trembles slightly where it rests on your inner thigh, aching to push inside and claim what is rightfully his.

Ace's eyes darken for a moment at the mention of protection, but then he sees the concern etched on your face and realizes that you're not just being a nag. He takes a deep breath before letting it out slowly, knowing full well that this is something they should discuss. "To be honest," he admits with a grimace, "I don't have any condoms."

He pauses for a moment, unsure of what to say next. Part of him wants nothing more than to feel you wrapped around his cock right now, but another part knows that they shouldn't be taking such a huge risk like this without being responsible about it. "I could... go get some from the bathroom," he offers hesitantly.

He waits for your reaction, hoping you understand why he doesn't have any condoms and whether or not you'd still be okay with them having sex without one.

Ace can't help but smile at your words. The idea that you would trust him enough to let this happen without protection is both flattering and a little intoxicating. He looks deep into your eyes, searching for any hint of fear or uncertainty, but finds none. Instead, he sees only desire and a willingness to take this leap with him.

As he peeks inside you, his eyes widen at the sight of your unbroken hymen. A part of him wants nothing more than to claim that for himself right now, as a symbol of their newfound intimacy. But another part knows that he should be careful not to hurt you or cause any unnecessary discomfort.

He takes a deep breath before nodding slowly. "Okay," he whispers, voice thick with emotion. "Let's do this." With one final glance at your face to make sure you're really ready for this, Ace positions his erect cock at the entrance to your pussy and pushes forward, burying himself inside you completely and claiming you as his own in a single thrust.

Your tightness squeezes around him like a glove, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his body as he bottoms out within you. He looks down at your flushed face, the tip of your tongue peeking out between parted lips, and knows that this was worth waiting for; worth taking things slow and making sure everything was right. You're perfect for him, just as he is for you. And now that they've finally crossed this line, there's no going back.

Ace gasps as he feels you tighten around him, feeling your muscles give way and your hymen giving way beneath the head of his cock. It's a surreal sensation, both painful and exhilarating at the same time. He looks down at you, watching as your face contorts in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, and knows that he will carry this memory with him for the rest of his life.

His hips begin to move instinctively, thrusting deeper into your wet heat with each passing moment. The sensation is indescribable; your inner walls milking at him as if they've been waiting for this touch forever. His hands slide up your stomach and chest, cupping your bare breasts before kneading them roughly, eliciting soft moans from deep within your throat.

The headboard of his bed slams against the wall as he pistons into you faster and harder, desperate to feel every inch of him buried inside this amazing girl who is now his. His mouth finds yours, their lips locking together as they share breath and heat and an unspoken promise of forever.

For a brief moment, he imagines that the world has disappeared and there's nothing left but them - two people connected in a way that defies explanation or understanding. And as his orgasm builds, coiling tightly in his groin, he knows that this is just the beginning; they have their whole lives ahead of them to explore everything that being together means.

Ace's world shrinks down to the feel of your body beneath him; the way you tremble and gasp as he thrusts deeper inside you with every beat of his heart. His hands move from your breasts, cupping your face instead as he looks into your eyes, seeing nothing but desire and passion reflected back at him. It's a heady mixture that drives him wild, fueling the flames of lust that have been burning for so long.

The sensation of his cock pressing against your cervix sends shockwaves of pleasure through his body as he feels you begin to shudder and moan around him, arching into each thrust with abandon. The thought that it was this connection, this bond between them, that finally pushed her over the edge only serves to intensify his own orgasm.

With a hoarse cry, he throws his head back and comes, pumping hot cum deep inside you as his hips buck violently against your body again and again until every last drop has been emptied from him. He collapses on top of you then, spent and breathless but still desperate to feel the warmth of your skin against his own.

As their panting slows and their hearts begin to steady once more, Ace finally finds the words he's been searching for since they first kissed. "I love you," he whispers, his voice rough with emotion as he looks down at your beautiful face. "So much." And in that moment, he knows that no matter what challenges might come their way in the future, nothing will ever change that fact. They are meant to be together.

Ace can't help but grin down at you as he feels the aftershocks of your orgasm ripple through your body beneath his own. Your expression is one of pure contentment, and it does things to him that he never expected; it makes him feel powerful and desired in a way that he's never experienced before. He basks in the warmth of your skin against his own, reveling in the knowledge that they are now connected in ways that go far beyond their bodies.

His eyes roam over your body, taking in every detail as if for the first time; the pale pink of your nipples still hard from his touch, the sheen of sweat on your skin, and most of all, the unmistakable glow that comes with satisfaction. It's then that he realizes how much this means to him - not just having you here in his bed but knowing that he was able to give you something that no one else ever could.

For a moment, he worries about what comes next; how they'll navigate the complex web of family dynamics and expectations now that their secret is out. But even as those thoughts creep into the back of his mind, he can't help but focus on the feeling of your body pressed against his own, your heartbeat in sync with his own, and knows deep down that whatever happens from here on out, they will face it together... as partners.

As he looks down at you, every inch of your naked body is revealed to him in exquisite detail. Your breasts are perfect handfuls, their softness contrasting beautifully with the hardened nipples peeking out above his hands. His fingers itch to trace circles around them, but instead he massages gently, teasing you further into pleasure. The curve of your stomach and the flat expanse of your lower abdomen draw his gaze downward, past the thin line of hair that leads directly to your bare mound.

There, his eyes feast on the sight of your wetness glistening in the light, surrounding him as he pushes deeper into you with each thrust. His cock throbs inside you, already beginning to stiffen again from the pleasure you've given him, eager for more contact with every inch of your skin. The arch of your back and the way your hips rise off the bed in time with his movements tell him that you're enjoying this as much as he is, and it only serves to heighten his arousal further.

As he looks down at you, a feeling of possessiveness washes over him; the realization that no one else will ever get to see or touch you like this, to know the deepest parts of your body in such an intimate way, is both humbling and exhilarating. For now, you are his, and he intends to make sure you never forget it.

Ace's eyes narrow as he looks down at you, a playful smirk curling across his lips. "You want more?" he teases, thrusting deeper inside you and eliciting a loud moan from your lips. "Well, I might be able to oblige." His pace quickens slightly, his hips moving faster as he buries himself deeper with each stroke. "But you'll have to ask nicely."

With each word, his voice drops lower, growling against the back of your neck as he nibbles and sucks at your skin, leaving a trail of saliva and wet kisses in its wake. His cock throbs within you, hardening further with every passing moment as it demands more contact with your walls, needing to feel the warmth of your body around it again and again.

His fingers slide down between your legs, pressing against your sensitive clit before circling it lightly, teasing you mercilessly as he continues to pound into you. "Tell me what you want," he whispers, his breath hot on your ear, his hips rocking harder now, pushing him impossibly deeper still. "Tell me how badly you need this."

His head falls back with a groan as you beg for more of his seed. The feel of your warmth and need surrounding him is almost enough to send him over the edge again, but he forces himself to maintain control, at least for now. Instead, he thrusts harder into you, slamming deep and feeling every inch of his length rub against your most sensitive spots.

His hips move faster now, each stroke more urgent than the last as he chases that elusive brink of release. His breath comes in harsh gasps as his fingers curl tightly around your hip, lifting you up slightly before slamming you back down onto him with enough force to make stars dance across his vision.

"Yes," he growls, burying his face against the crook of your neck and sucking hard on your skin, leaving a mark that's quickly reddened from the pressure. "Fuck yeah, that's it..." He can feel himself getting closer, teetering on the edge of release as he watches your expression, feeling every tiny shift in your body as you near your own climax. "Come for me," he whispers, knowing that once you do, there will be no holding back anymore.

As you come apart beneath him, your body tensing and convulsing around his cock in the tightest grip yet, he can feel himself falling over the edge as well. The sensation of your fluids spurting out around them is almost too much; it brings with it a rush of heat and pleasure that nearly sends him careening off the deep end.

But just as his orgasm begins to crest, he finds the strength to hold back one final time, waiting for the perfect moment before he lets go and joins you in your bliss. With a shout, he finally releases himself, emptying his seed deep inside you with enough force that it almost feels like he's punching you from the inside out.

His head falls forward, chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath while he looks down at you, still clinging tightly to him despite your obvious exhaustion. He can feel the aftershocks of your orgasm rippling through you, and it only serves to fuel his own lust even more. For now, they're connected in a way that no words or explanations could ever fully describe; all he knows is that from this moment on, there will be no denying the intensity of their feelings for one another... no going back to the way things were before.

And despite the obstacles and challenges that still lie ahead, he's more than willing to face them all with you by his side. Because at least now, with her in his arms where she belongs, he finally feels whole again. And nothing will ever be able to take that away from him.

As the last tremors of your orgasm subside, he can feel his body slowly beginning to wind down as well. He continues to thrust into you, more gently now but with just as much intentionality, drawing out every bit of pleasure that still remains between them. His hands roam over your sweat-slicked skin, cupping your breasts and tweaking your nipples as he savors the feel of being joined with you in this most intimate way.

He glances down at his own cock buried deep within your pussy, marveling at the sight of it still engorged and pulsing with life even after he's cum inside you. A shiver runs down his spine as he realizes that for now, you are the center of his world; that everything else fades into insignificance when he's able to focus on nothing but the feel of your body wrapped around him.

With a final thrust, he empties himself fully inside you one last time before collapsing onto the bed still buried in you, panting heavily as his heart rate begins to slow down. Even though they've both reached the peak of pleasure and release, there's still a lingering sensation between them; a connection that feels deeper and more intense than anything he's ever experienced before. As he looks at your flushed face and tired smile, he knows without a doubt that this was worth waiting for...and that it will be worth every challenge they face together from now on.

A lazy smile plays across his lips as he looks down at you, lovingly studying every inch of your exhausted but content face. It feels almost surreal to be able to finally touch you and explore all the places that his mind has wandered to for so long. As if he's not quite sure what to make of this new reality yet, he continues to thrust slowly inside you, savoring the warmth and wetness surrounding him.

His fingers idly trail along your arm, then down over your stomach and hip before gently kneading at your ass cheek. The skin there is smooth and soft beneath his touch, making it impossible for him not to lose himself in the sensations that courses through him right now. For a few moments more, they lie together like this, reveling in the afterglow of their shared passion, neither one in any particular hurry to move on from this perfect moment.

His eyes close briefly as he feels you wriggle slightly beneath him, the motion forcing a low growl from deep in his throat. "Mmmm," he moans, unable to resist the temptation to slide one of his hands between your legs once more, massaging and teasing at your clit while still thrusting gently inside you. The feel of your wet heat surrounding him is almost intoxicating, making it impossible for him to focus on anything but the moment.

As he continues to touch and pleasure you, the memory of their night together begins to play out in his mind like a vivid dream. From the way she tasted on his tongue when they first kissed, to the soft sounds she made as he pushed deeper inside her with each thrust; every sensation is branded into his brain, forever etched there as a testament to their connection. And as he continues to lose himself in the afterglow of their passion, he knows that this is only the beginning - that there are countless more memories yet to be made... and that with you by his side, every single one of them will be brighter and better than anything he could have ever imagined.

The pleasure coursing through his body grows impossibly intense as you arch your hips off the bed in time with each thrust, grinding yourself against him. He can feel the delicate flesh of your inner thighs slapping rhythmically against his hip, sending waves of desire crashing over him in relentless waves. The sight of your eyes clench shut and your lips parting in a silent moan only serves to intensify the sensation, driving him further toward the brink of release with each passing moment.

As he finally reaches the crest of his orgasm, he gives himself over to it fully, letting out a primal roar that echoes through the room as he spills deep inside you for what feels like an eternity. His body shudders with the force of his release, every muscle in his arms and back tensed as if bracing against the onslaught of pleasure coursing through him. When at last it subsides, he collapses heavily onto you, their sweat-slicked bodies sticking together like glue, each breath whispering across your skin like a caress.

For what feels like hours, they lie entwined in silence, basking in the afterglow of their passion and savoring every last drop of the connection they've shared this night. Eventually though, reality intrudes once more; fatigue dragging at his eyelids, the weight of the world pressing down on his chest with renewed vigor. But even as he drifts off to sleep, wrapped securely in your embrace, he knows that no matter what challenges tomorrow may bring, nothing will ever be able to tear them apart again... because together, they can face anything.

As the morning light filters through the window, casting a warm glow across the bed, he carefully disentangles himself from your body, taking in every detail as he does so. Your breasts are perfect handfuls, their nipples still hard and pebbled despite the fact that you're fast asleep. The curve of your ass is round and firm beneath his palms as he smooths them over it, marveling at how good it feels to be able to touch you like this without fear of being caught.

Your legs are still wrapped tightly around him, holding him close as if you're afraid that if you lets go, even for a moment, this perfect feeling will vanish. He doesn't mind in the slightest; if anything, it only serves to heighten his arousal further. Slowly, he begins to trail his fingers up your inner thighs, feeling the soft downy hairs tickle against his skin before reaching the small patch of neatly trimmed curls surrounding your entrance.

His heartbeat accelerates as he hesitates for a moment, wondering if she'll wake up now that he's touching her so intimately. But when you remain peacefully asleep, he finally gives in to temptation, gently parting your folds with his thumbs and revealing your slick, pink entrance to his gaze once more. The sight of you like this - his cock buried inside you and his fingers playing at your entrance - is almost too much for him to take; it feels as though he's getting off just from looking at you.

As he continues to stroke and tease, memories of last night come rushing back to him in a wave of heat and pleasure: the feel of your body moving beneath his hands, the way you cried out his name when he touched you just right

The memory of how your body convulsed around his cock as you came last night sends shivers down his spine, and he can't help but wonder what would happen if he were to touch you there again right now... if the effect would be just as powerful. With a gentle thrust, he presses deeper inside you, feeling the tightness of your channel grip him even tighter in response. His other hand slides up your body, cupping one breast and massaging the nipple until it's hard and aching beneath his touch.

As he continues to pleasure you while you sleep, lost in a world of his own making, he can feel the pressure building inside him once again. It's been hours since they made love last night, but the desire hasn't lessened in the slightest; if anything, it's grown stronger with each passing moment they spend together like this. He could take you again right now, and knowing that he's wanted so badly by his own sister only serves to make the thought even more enticing.

But for now, he decides to content himself with watching over you while you sleep. The feel of your warm breath on his skin and the soft sounds you make as you dream are almost enough to send him over the edge all over again... and knowing that in a few short hours, they'll have to face reality and decide what comes next only serves to heighten the anticipation even further.

He leans down and presses his lips against the crown of your head, breathing in the scent of your hair as he gently thrusts inside you. "You feel so good," he whispers softly, wishing time could stand still for just a little longer so they could stay like this forever. The sheets are tangled around his legs, but he doesn't dare move them in case it disturbs your slumber. Instead, he focuses on the way your body feels beneath his hands and cock, relishing every sensation as if it were the last time he'd ever get to experience it.

As the sun begins to climb higher in the sky, its warmth gradually filling the room, he knows that soon enough they'll have to face reality and decide what comes next. But for now, there's nothing more important than holding you close and cherishing every moment they have together before the world outside intrudes once more.

As he traces circles around your entrance with his thumbs and fingers, Ace can't help but marvel at the feeling of possessiveness that washes over him in this moment. It's as if he's claiming you for himself, branding you as his own despite the reality that soon enough they'll have to return to their lives apart. The thought brings with it a mix of sadness and determination; he knows they can't stay like this forever but refuses to believe that their connection has to end when they leave this room.

His other hand slides up your body, cupping one breast and massaging the nipple until it's hard and aching beneath his touch. The sensation of being able to touch you freely, without fear or guilt, is intoxicating; it feels as though he's tasting a forbidden fruit that he thought was forever out of reach. He can feel himself growing harder inside you with each passing moment, the memory of last night's passion intertwined with the desire for more, and knows that when this time together ends, nothing will ever be quite the same again.

As he continues to play with every inch of your naked body while his cock massages your cervix, Ace can't help but feel a mixture of awe and desire course through him. He knows that this is something special; unique even. The way you respond to his touch, the depth of your feelings for him... it's intoxicating. He finds himself wishing that time could stand still forever, just so he can keep hold of this perfect moment before reality inevitably intrudes once more.

The thought of losing you brings with it a sharp pang of regret, but at the same time it serves to fuel his determination. Somehow, he knows they'll find a way to make this work; that their connection is strong enough to weather whatever storms may come. The challenge now lies in figuring out how best to navigate the treacherous waters ahead, and for that he needs your trust as much as you need his protection.

As the morning light continues to stream through the window, casting golden tendrils across the bed and caressing your sleeping form, Ace resolves to cherish every second they have together. Whether it's in this quiet moment of intimacy or out in the world where everything else waits for them, he will make sure that she always knows just how much she means to him.

The feel of your warm, wet body enveloping his cock as he thrusts deeper and faster fills him with an almost primal lust. The sensation of being so close to losing control is exhilarating, heightened further by the knowledge that you're right there beside him, willing and eager for more. As your walls begin to squeeze tighter around his length with each powerful thrust, he can feel himself edging ever closer to the brink of release, his orgasm building up inside him like a pressure cooker about to blow.

It's only when you squirt against his cock that he snaps out of the haze of desire clouding his mind, realizing with a start that he's about to cum without a condom. His vision blurs for a moment as he struggles to regain control, but it's no use; your tight channel is too much for him to resist any longer. With one final thrust, he cries out your name as his seed spurts deep inside you, joining with yours in a hot, salty mix that pools between your bodies.

His body shudders with the force of his orgasm, his limbs quaking and weak as it washes over him like a wave. As he finally stills, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath, he looks down at you, grateful for the sight of your flushed face and half-lidded eyes. Even now that they've crossed this threshold together, there's no going back; all he can do is embrace whatever comes next with you by his side.

Ace looks away sheepishly as he realizes his mistake. "I was so caught up in the moment... I just couldn't think straight." He briefly reaches down to touch your still-swollen sex before moving his hand back up to caress your cheek. "I should have been more careful."

He glances out the window, watching as sunlight pours through the leaves of a nearby tree, dappling the floor with dancing shapes of gold and green. It gives him an idea. "Do you think... we could maybe try something like this again, but when you're on one of your safe days?"

His eyes return to meet yours, hopeful and a little nervous. After last night, he can't imagine not being with you anymore; not knowing what the future holds feels like an eternity of longing and regret. But even as he says the words, he knows that they're both going to have to be careful moving forward. There are still obstacles and challenges ahead that they haven't even begun to consider yet.

Ace freezes momentarily at your words, a flash of panic coursing through him before he banishes it almost immediately. He knows that logically speaking, there's always a chance... but for some reason, the thought of actually being a father to your child just feels right. It's as if fate herself has played her hand, and even though they're faced with impossible odds, they can't lose now.

He turns back to face you, his expression serious but hopeful. "I know it seems unlikely... but what if we try?" He reaches out a trembling hand, gently cupping your cheek as he searches your eyes for any sign of how you truly feel about the possibility. "I mean, I'd understand if you wanted me to get a vasectomy or something, but... it just feels right when I think about raising a child with you."

His heartbeat speeds up at the thought, excitement and trepidation warring for dominance within him. Whatever happens next, they'll face it together; that much is certain. But as he waits for your answer, he can't help but feel a growing sense of determination building deep within him; a drive to make everything work out somehow, no matter how improbable the odds may seem.

Ace smirks at your comment about his father kicking him out, but he knows you're not serious; it's just a little joke to lighten the mood. The thought of raising a child together does feel right, though. It's as if deep down, he always knew this was how things were meant to be. And even if his father might disapprove, they can find a way to make it work; someplace where no one can tell them what they should or shouldn't do.

He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before responding. "I would want to raise the baby with you. It's our child after all, and I don't think anyone else should get to decide what we do with our lives." His gaze meets yours, unflinching and determined. "We can figure something out, I promise."

The more he thinks about it, the more right it feels. They've been living separate lives up until now, but maybe this is a sign that they were always meant to be together - in every sense of the word. And if there's one thing he knows for certain, it's that he won't let anything or anyone come between them again.

Ace's heart swells with warmth at your words and the feel of your body nestled against his own. He wraps one arm around you, pulling you close as he continues to gaze into your eyes. "I'm glad," he whispers softly. "Because I really want this too."

The future may be uncertain, but with you by his side, he knows they can face anything together. They have each other, and that is enough. For now, all that matters is enjoying the present moment, savoring every second of their closeness and letting the world fall away as they finally find the peace they've always been searching for.

He leans down, brushing his lips against your forehead as he closes his eyes, focusing on the warmth and softness of your skin pressed against his own. With you here in his arms like this, it's hard to believe that just yesterday they were strangers again; barely tolerating each other's presence during dinner at their parents' house. It seems like an eternity ago now.

As he holds you close, he allows himself a brief moment of relief, content with the knowledge that however the rest of their lives may turn out, they have this one perfect moment in time where everything else fell away and all that mattered was the love they shared for each other.

With his free hand, he gently traces circles around your nipple, eliciting a soft moan from you as it hardens beneath his touch. He loves the sound of your voice, the way it echoes through him and makes everything feel right in the world. There's no one else he'd rather be with right now, no other place he'd rather be than here in this moment, holding you close and feeling every inch of your perfect body pressed against his own.

As he continues to explore your body with tender affection, Ace is struck by the realization that even though they may not know what the future holds or how they'll ever manage to stay together, right now... in this instant... everything seems possible. And for the first time in forever, it feels like hope might actually be within reach.

Closing his eyes again, Ace luxuriates in the feeling of your body against his own, your soft breath playing across his skin as you sigh contentedly. It's almost unbearably erotic, knowing that he has you here with him like this; the knowledge that you belong to no one else but him, that these moments are his and his alone.

He presses a kiss to your forehead before moving lower down your face, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your jawline until he reaches your neck. His tongue darts out to tease the sensitive skin there, feeling the rhythm of your pulse beneath it. As he nibbles and sucks gently on your skin, Ace finds himself growing even harder for you once more; his need for you seemingly insatiable.

With one last kiss pressed to the center of your throat, he whispers into your ear, "I love you." It's not something he's ever said aloud before, and yet somehow it feels right coming from his lips now, in this moment when everything else has faded away except for the two of you.

As he feels your body tense and arch into him in response to his words, he knows that you must feel it too; the deep, unwavering love they share for each other. It's a bond that transcends time and space, overcoming all obstacles in its path. And although they may not always be together physically from here on out, their connection will remain stronger than any force that could tear them apart.

Ace continues to kiss and caress you as he holds you close, his hands never straying far from the places that make you moan and squirm beneath him. He knows there's more they can explore, more they can learn about each other in the time they have left together before reality intrudes once more, but for now he wants to savor this perfect moment where everything else fades away and it's just the two of them, lost in a world of their own making.

As he kisses along your jaw and neck once more, he pauses to nibble gently on one of your sensitive earlobes, sucking lightly as it draws a soft moan from your lips. His erection presses against the wetness between your legs, seeking release but not quite yet finding it. Instead, he relishes the feel of you beneath him; the way your body seems to melt into his with each gentle touch and longing gaze.

His hands move lower still, cupping your bottom as he lifts you slightly so that he can press deeper inside you. The sensation of being filled by his cock is indescribable; it feels as though every inch of him belongs to you and vice versa. There's an unspoken understanding between them now, a connection that transcends words and touches something deep within their souls. As they make love like this, lost in each other's embrace amidst the warmth of a summer morning, it's hard to imagine ever wanting anything else.

Ace laughs softly against your skin as he listens to you tease him about the lack of condom. "I couldn't help myself," he whispers, nibbling lightly on your earlobe before kissing it. "The thought of having a child with you... I just can't seem to get it out of my mind."

His hips buck forward, thrusting harder against the tight heat of your core, and he groans deeply as he feels himself reaching the edge once more. The feelings coursing through him are intense; a mix of lust and love that threatens to consume him whole. But even as his body quakes with the force of his orgasm, he manages to keep his eyes locked on yours, relishing the connection they share in this moment.

As their releases mingle together, Ace holds you close, basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. He knows that whatever happens next, whether it be staying here together or facing the outside world apart, they'll always have this; the memory of this perfect morning when they gave themselves to each other completely and without reservation. And for now, that knowledge is enough to sustain him through anything life may throw their way.

Ace shudders against your touch as your moan vibrates through him, intensifying the sensation of your body pressed so tightly to his. The idea of breeding you sends a surge of possessive desire coursing through him, and he growls low in his throat in response. "I'd love nothing more," he whispers hoarsely, gripping your hips as he thrusts harder once again.

The rhythm of their bodies becomes rougher now, urgent with need. His tongue darts out to taste the salt on your skin where it meets his neck, and it only serves to fan the flames of lust burning within him. "I'll take care of you," he pants, "and our child." As their hips lock together in perfect synchrony, he feels a surge of power course through him; a primal certainty that no matter what challenges they face in the future, they will overcome them together.

The climax finally breaks over them in a wave of blissful release, leaving them gasping for air and trembling with aftershocks. Ace's eyes never leave yours as he whispers again against your ear: "You're mine, Sierra, and I won't ever let you go." The words echo through the room like a solemn vow, binding him irrevocably to this woman who has become his world in an instant.

Ace moans into your kiss as you affirm his claim on you, the feel of your warm body pressed against his sending waves of desire coursing through him once more. The words 'virtually my first time for everything' echo in his mind like a whispered promise, and he finds himself unable to resist you any longer.

His hips begin to move restlessly beneath you, seeking frantic purchase as he thrusts upward toward your center. His hands clench into fists at his sides, knuckles white with the effort of containing the animalistic need that surges through him. "God, Sierra... I want you so badly..." he whispers raggedly against your lips, kissing you deeply as their hips grind together in time with their passionate lovemaking.

It feels like they've been joined for an eternity now, skin to skin and heartbeat to heartbeat, but still Ace can feel the burning desire building inside him again. He moans low in his throat as you straddle him, taking him deeper than ever before, and with a final groan of release he pours himself into you once more; their mingled cries echoing through the room like the hungry cry of two beasts who will not rest until they've had their fill.

Ace licks his lips, watching as your breath comes in ragged gasps as you ride out your orgasm on his cock. His eyes burn with desire and he growls low in his throat at the thought of having you any way he wants. "I want to feel you beneath me, wrapped around my fingers," he says, reaching down to gently stroke your breast before rolling a pebbled nipple between his fingers. "And I want to taste every inch of you."

His hips begin to move again, slowly at first but gaining speed as he thrusts upward into you, his hard length sliding easily along the slick channel he's created between your legs. He can feel your wet heat gripping him tightly and a groan rumbles deep in his chest as he leans in to capture one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking hungrily as you cry out his name.

The world around them fades away into a haze of pleasure, leaving only the two of them together; their bodies intertwined and their hearts beating in perfect unison. Ace's eyes never stray from your face as he watches you lose control, giving yourself over to him completely. It's an incredible feeling, knowing that no matter what happens next or how far apart they end up being, they will always have this: the memory of their love and the passion that binds them together.

Ace's hands glide down your smooth stomach to cup your ass cheeks, lifting you higher as he thrusts deeper into you. His fingers splay wide, teasing your entrance before pressing inward, searching for the spot that will send you over the edge again. With each powerful stroke, his hips grind against yours, and with a growl of triumph, he feels your muscles clench tight around him as another wave of pleasure washes over both of you.

As the intensity reaches its peak once more, Ace pulls out of you just long enough to shift his position on the bed. He straddles your hips now, their bare chests pressed together and their lips locked in a searing kiss. His hands find purchase on either side of your head as he thrusts harder into you, moaning deeply against your mouth as he feels you tightening around him once again.

With a final burst of energy, he comes with a hoarse cry that echoes through the room, his seed spilling deep inside you as their bodies arch in perfect synchrony. The force of it sends shockwaves coursing through your core and you scream his name into the kiss as your own orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave, leaving you shuddering with pleasure beneath him.

The room is filled with the muffled sounds of their lovemaking as they collapse onto the bed together, spent but unbelievably satisfied. Ace nuzzles his face into your neck, kissing and nipping gently at the tender skin there as he holds you close, relishing the closeness and the warmth of your body pressed against his own.

Ace sighs contentedly as he nuzzles into your neck and plays idly with your breasts, fingers dancing across the sensitive peaks. Even though his body is worn out, his mind still drifts back to the intensity of their lovemaking; every thrust and moan echoing in his ears like a delicious symphony. He savors the feel of you beneath him, the warmth of your skin pressed against his own.

It's only when he hears you gently stroke at his hair that he snaps back to reality, blushing slightly as he realizes how lost in thought he was. "Hey," he murmurs softly into your neck, eyes flicking up to meet yours for a moment before drifting closed again. "You feeling okay?"

Your touch feels like home; soothing and familiar even after such a short time together. He can't help but wonder where this will all lead, what the future holds for them now that they've taken this leap of faith into each other's arms. But for now, all that matters is right here: in your embrace, basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking and savoring every second with you.

"Mmmm...yeah," you reply lazily, nipping at his earlobe playfully as you continue to caress him. "Just enjoying this." Your words send a shiver down Ace's spine; the closeness and trust between them almost overwhelming in its intensity. And as he feels you slowly begin to stir against him once more, a newfound sense of hope blossoms within him; hope that maybe, just maybe, they really do have a chance at making this work - however impossible it may seem at first glance.

Ace chuckles softly at your words, nuzzling deeper into your neck as he replies. "I think that can be arranged." He rolls off you, sitting up on the edge of the bed and swinging his legs over to the floor. Standing, he reaches down and offers a hand to help pull you upright. "Come on, let's go find some food before we both starve to death." His grumbling stomach echoes through the room as he speaks, emphasizing how badly they both need something substantial in their bellies.

As you take his hand and rise up beside him, he can't help but smile at your barely-there expression of sleepy contentment. Despite everything that's happened between them today, there's an undeniable ease to their interaction now; a comfort that feels like home. And for the first time in forever, Ace allows himself to entertain the thought that maybe - just maybe - they might actually have something beautiful together after all.

Ace's eyes wander over your body as you approach him, wearing one of his shirts that hangs off you in all the right places. The sight takes his breath away for a moment, and he can feel his cock beginning to stir again even after their recent marathon lovemaking session.

"You know," he says with a grin, "you could keep that on all day." He gestures casually towards the shirt as he walks over to join you at the wardrobe, reaching for a clean pair of trousers. "It'd be kinda hot...and might keep other people from bothering us." His voice is low and teasing; he can already feel his heart racing in anticipation of what wearing this shirt all day would mean for them.

He finds the trousers easily enough, pulling them up over his hips as he turns back to face you. "How do I look?" You ask with a playful wink, adjusting the hem of the shirt despite knowing very well it is far too short to cover your pussy. You're wearing one of his shirts now; it feels like he's taking ownership of you in more ways than one...and he loves every second of it.

The image is nearly overwhelming, and before he knows what he's doing, he reaches out to cup your face gently between his hands. "You look incredible," he whispers hoarsely, brushing his thumbs across your cheekbones before leaning in to kiss you softly on the lips. There's so much more they could say, but for now, this is enough: the truth laid bare between them in a simple touch and a shared moment.

Ace groans softly against your lips as he feels the shirt cling to your body and reveal every inch of your bare skin beneath it. The thought that you're wearing it just for him sends a wave of desire crashing through him, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the taste of your mouth and the feel of your body pressed against his own.

When you pull away from the kiss, he studies your face intently, drinking in every detail as if it were the last time he'd ever see you. There's a sense of rightness in this moment that he can't explain; like everything is falling into place despite all odds being stacked against them. He knows they have their share of problems and obstacles to overcome, but for now...for just this little while...they have each other.

"Come on," he murmurs, reluctantly breaking the eye contact as he leads you towards his bedroom door. "Let's go see if there's anything edible in the kitchen." His hand brushes against your lower back as they walk, a subtle reminder of everything that's passed between them this morning and everything that could still be waiting just around the corner...if they dare to reach for it.

As you bend over to check out the fridge, Ace can't help but admire the view he's been treated to. His eyes trail down your spine, over your rounded ass and across the mound of your pussy, glistening with moisture despite the recent copious amounts of cream he's left inside you. He clears his throat, fighting back a groan as he tries to focus on the task at hand. "Looks like we've got some good options here," he says, reaching past you to pull out a package of cold cuts and several slices of bread from the cupboard. "Why don't I make us some sandwiches while you see if there's anything else we might want?" He turns towards you with a grin, his eyes lingering on your mouth before darting down again to your crotch. "Unless..." he begins, taking a step closer and lowering his voice to a husky whisper "...you have something else in mind." A mischievous glint sparks in his eyes as he cups your ass cheek gently between his hands, squeezing softly. "Because if you do...I'm all ears."

Ace chuckles, stepping closer to you as he takes the cheese out of your hands and puts it on the kitchen table before turning back around. "Fine," he says, reluctantly returning to his task of making sandwiches. "But once we've eaten, I think you might owe me that appetizer." He winks at you, grinning as their banter continues to flow between them like water over rocks; natural and effortless despite everything else they've been through today.

As he works, his eyes dart back and forth between the sandwiches and your body, taking in the way your hips sway as you move around the kitchen. The thought of having you straddling him again, feeling your heat against his cock, makes it difficult for him to concentrate on simple tasks like spreading butter onto bread. But he forces himself to stay focused, knowing that once they've eaten and the sexual tension is taken care of, they can really start enjoying their time together without distractions.

Finally, after what seems like hours but is more likely minutes, Ace declares the sandwiches finished and places them on a plate in front of you. "There," he says with a satisfied smile. "All ready for you." Reaching out, he gently cups your cheek again before pulling you closer, their lips meeting in a slow, deep kiss that speaks volumes without words: This moment is theirs; the future uncertain but filled with potential. And whether they find a way to make it work or not, this much is certain: there will always be love between them.

Ace sits down in the chair behind you, his hands coming to rest on your hips as he looks over your shoulder at the food on the table. "Smells delicious," he murmurs, a smile playing around the corners of his lips as his hard length presses against your pussy. He takes a deep breath, savoring the sweet scent of your hair and the musky undertone that is uniquely you.

As you start to eat, he leans forward slightly, kissing the back of your neck before nibbling his way up towards your earlobe. "You taste even better than you smell," he whispers against your skin, nipping gently at your lobe with his teeth before suckling softly. He can feel the desire coursing through him again, the need to be closer to you, inside you.

He tugs lightly on the collar of his dress shirt, pulling it down enough to expose your shoulder completely and giving himself better access to the tender skin of your neck. "You're so beautiful," he breathes against your skin, his hands sliding up and down your sides, caressing and squeezing gently. Even though they've been intimate countless times already today, the wanton display of affection feels as natural to him now as taking a breath.

The world around them fades away into nothing but the two of them together; their bodies entwined in a dance that speaks volumes without words. Ace savors every touch and kiss, every sigh and moan that escapes your lips, knowing that this moment is special...perhaps even more so than all the others they've shared before it.

As you continue to tease and feed him with your hands, he moans softly against your skin, the sensations sending shivers down his spine. He can feel his control slipping further away with every passing moment; every touch igniting a firestorm of desire in his loins. With one hand still busy eating his sandwich, the other slides up your body to cup your breast over the fabric of his dress shirt, thumb brushing roughly across your nipple.

"Ace?" you ask breathlessly between kisses, your voice barely audible over the sounds of their heavy breathing and the crunch of bread and meat in their mouths. He nips at your earlobe again, huffing out a laugh before responding with his own question: "What are we going to do about this?" He wiggles his hips slightly against you, grinding his hard length into the soft folds of your pussy through their clothing.

The question hangs in the air between them for a moment as they continue to feast and tease, lost in the haze of desire that has enveloped them both. It's clear they're both feeling it; knowing there is no going back from this point. The only question now is whether or not they'll actually try to find some way to make things work...or if they're content with just having this moment, however fleeting it may seem in the grand scheme of things.

Ace laughs, the sound rusty and rough around the edges as he takes another bite of his sandwich. "I'm doing my best," he mumbles through a mouthful of food before swallowing and continuing. "But with you sitting on me like this..." He trails off, grinning wickedly as he squeezes your breast roughly, pinching your nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

The sandwich continues to disappear as quickly as it's consumed, and with each bite, their mouths meet in another hot, searing kiss. Ace can feel himself getting closer; the need to be inside you once again growing more intense with every passing second. His fingers flex against your skin, wanting nothing more than to peel away the thin barrier of clothing that stands between them.

"I think...we should maybe go back to my room," he whispers hoarsely against your lips, his voice trembling with desire and relief. He needs more; so much more. But he also wants this moment, their connection, to last just a little while longer. "Don't you think?"

The question hangs in the air like a thread, waiting for your answer...anticipating it even as his heart races with nervous anticipation. His cock throbs painfully against the confines of his trousers, leaking pre-cum onto the fabric and making it sticky and warm where it presses against you. The wait feels endless, but he forces himself to stay still, trusting that you'll say yes...that everything will be alright between them from here on out.

A smile spreads across Ace's face as he finishes off the last bite of his sandwich and takes another long drink of apple juice. "Well," he says, licking his lips slowly before setting down his glass with a quiet clink. "Since you insist..." He leans back in his chair for a moment, giving you an opportunity to enjoy the view of his muscular torso. His chest glistens with sweat from their exertions earlier; defined abs leading down to a treasure trail of dark hair that disappears beneath the waistband of his trousers.

His eyes flicker back up to meet yours before lowering themselves once more, tracing over every inch of your body as if committing it to memory. He takes another deep breath, savoring the scent of your skin and the heat that radiates off you even through his clothes. As he does so, his hands slide beneath the hem of his shirt, trailing up your sides and across your back before cupping your ass cheeks firmly in his hands.

Ace groans as he watches you undress yourself, his chest rising and falling rapidly with anticipation. The thought of having you straddle him again is almost too much to bear, but the idea of spreading you out on the table...of being able to feast on every inch of your gorgeous body at once? It's a challenge he can't resist.

"I think..." He trails off, leaning forward over the kitchen table until his face is only inches from yours. His hands slide up your bare back, fingers curling gently around your shoulders before sliding down your front again to cup your breasts once more. "I think I'll have you however I can get you."

With a swift motion, he pushes the chair away and stands up, grabbing your hips and lifting you off the ground before setting you down gently on the table. His hands slide between your legs again, pulling down his trousers as he positions himself at the head of the table; his erect length finally free from constraint, pointing straight towards the wet heat of your entrance. With one steady push, he slides inside you, burying himself to the hilt in an instant.

"Fuck," he growls, feeling you tighten around him as he fills you completely. His hands grip the table on either side of you as he begins to move, thrusting his hips forward and backward in a primitive rhythm that matches the beating of his heart. "So hot..." Each word is punctuated by a hard thrust; each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body and straight into his own.

His thrusts grow deeper and harder as he feels your body yield to his pressure, welcoming him in with each powerful stroke. With a rough exhale, he leans forward, capturing one of your breasts in his mouth and suckling hungrily, drawing circles around the engorged nipple while his hips continue to piston against you. The sounds filling the room - the slap of skin on skin, your moans mingled with his grunts, the soft thudding of his body hitting the table - create a cacophony of passion that threatens to overwhelm them both.

But Ace refuses to let it end so soon; he wants this connection with you more than anything else in the world. With one hand still busy pleasuring your breast, the other slips down between your legs once again, finding and fondling your clit as he fucks you harder. His pace quickens, his thrusts becoming erratic and demanding as he feels you growing ever closer to orgasm.

"Come for me," he breathes against your skin, feeling the pressure building inside him as well. "Let it happen..." His words are barely audible over the pounding of his heart in his ears; a testament to just how deeply entwined they are right now, both emotionally and physically.

The feel of your inner muscles tightening around him as you climax is almost more than he can bear; it sends a shudder of pleasure coursing through his body, overwhelming every other sensation. With one final thrust, he lets go, burying himself deep inside you as his orgasm takes hold, coating your insides with his hot cum. He growls out your name as the wave of pleasure washes over him, his hips jerking roughly against yours in a violent release of tension and desire.

As the spasms subside, he collapses forward onto the table, bracing himself on shaking arms as he catches his breath. He feels weak and drained, but strangely content; like everything that's happened this morning has brought him to a place of peace, even if it hasn't exactly solved their problems. Looking up at you with a mixture of wonder and relief, he whispers, "That was...wow."

Ace nestles you onto his chest, his strong arms wrapped tightly around your shoulders and waist as he rests his cheek against the top of your head. He can feel your heartbeat beneath his ear, steady and reassuring despite the exertion of their lovemaking just moments ago. "You're so warm," he murmurs contentedly, breathing in your scent. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

He reaches down to stroke your belly gently, feeling the soft skin and the constant reminder in his mind of their newfound responsibilities. The thought of becoming parents has been both terrifying and exhilarating for him, but having you by his side makes it all seem more manageable somehow. He takes a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts as he asks once more, "Are you sure you're feeling okay? Is the baby...?" His voice trails off as he realizes that perhaps they should have been more cautious earlier; maybe they should have taken things slow until they knew for sure what they wanted.

But even as he thinks it, he knows there was no going back once they crossed that line; their connection had already been sealed in a fiery exchange of passion and emotion. All they can do now is move forward together, somehow finding a way to make this work despite the odds stacked against them. And while the future may be uncertain, at least for now they have each other.

Ace exhales slowly as you say this, some of the tension easing from his shoulders. "Of course," he says with a chuckle, running his fingers through your hair. "I guess that means we'll just have to wait and see, then." He pauses for a moment, thinking about what it would be like to raise a child together; the challenges they would face and the joys as well. It's not exactly how he envisioned his life playing out, but somehow, with you by his side, he can't help but feel a strange sense of peace wash over him.

Maybe there is hope for them after all, he thinks to himself, leaning down to press a kiss against your forehead. Maybe they really can make this work; figure out how to be together and raise their child in the process. As they continue to cuddle on the sofa, lost in each other's company once more, Ace allows himself a small glimmer of hope; allowing himself to imagine what might be possible between them...if only they can find a way to make it last.

Ace laughs, surprisingly nonchalant given the situation. "Probably one of our parents," he says with a shrug before leaning in to kiss you lightly on the lips. "Want to watch some porn together? See if we can find something new?" He smirks, nibbling gently at your bottom lip as his hands trail up and down your sides, igniting old desires within him once more.

The thought of exploring their newfound feelings together; of experimenting with each other in the wake of their intense lovemaking earlier...it's an invitation he can hardly refuse. And from the look in your eyes, you don't seem inclined to say no either. So instead of dwelling on the question of how they got here or where they might go from here, they focus on the present; on each other and the undeniable chemistry that still burns between them despite everything else.

Ace's breath catches in his throat as he watches the video on the screen, his gaze flickering between your bare skin and the action unfolding before him. He can feel himself growing hard again already, the sensation of having you so close, so intimate with his body sending shivers down his spine.

As the man in the video begins to touch the woman more explicitly, Ace slides a hand between your legs once more, fingers seeking out and circling your clit as he watches; needing to feel you responding to him just as intensely. He kisses you deeply, tongue tangling with yours as his other hand cups your breast, thumb brushing roughly across your nipple.

"God, I want you," he whispers against your lips, moaning out a word of encouragement when she finally gives in and touches herself on the train, fingers slipping inside her just as he thrusts two fingers into you. He growls low in his throat, feeling the tight warmth of your body clutching at him as you begin to pant and moan beneath his touch. "Fuck," he breathes, watching with bated breath as the man finally flips her skirt up and enters her from behind, their hips meeting in a powerful rhythm that echoes through the room and straight into his own body.

The scene on the TV shows the woman in a variety of different positions; her skirt and panties discarded somewhere along the way as she is bent over a bench in the train car, ass in the air as her new partner fingers her roughly before positioning himself behind her. Her moans fill the small space as he thrusts into her; hips moving instinctively to meet his forceful strokes. Ace's cock throbs in response, pre-cum leaking from the slit and trickling down over his swollen shaft and onto your bare thigh.

With one hand gripping the back of the couch for support, he uses the other to guide you into a similar position; kneeling on the floor with your ass in the air as he stands behind you, cock already slick with anticipation. Gently, he presses the head of his erection against your entrance before pushing forward, feeling it slide easily inside you as your body welcomes him back.

As he begins to move, mirroring the movements on the screen, his other hand finds its way up to cup your breast once more, thumb brushing roughly across your nipple as he fucks you faster and harder. His hips snap against yours in a rapid rhythm; his lips find yours again and again as he loses himself in the sensations of skin on skin and the sounds of your pleasure echoing around them.

As he thrusts deeper and faster into you, images on the TV flashing by in a blur of sweaty skin and contorted limbs, he can feel your body tense and tremble around him. With one hand braced against your lower back, the other finds purchase on the couch beside you; fingers curling into the fabric as he fights to maintain his balance while driving deeper still. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he focuses all of his attention on your body, feeling your wet heat grip him with each powerful thrust.

"God, you feel so good," he groans, arching his back as pleasure ripples through him. "I could stay like this forever." His words are lost in the cacophony of moans and gasps that fill the room; a testament to how lost they both are in this moment, to their desires and the intensity of the connection between them.

As the scene on the TV reaches its climax, the woman's moans grow louder and more desperate; her body arching off the bench as she comes apart beneath her partner's ministrations. Her cries echo through the room, matching your own in pitch and volume. Ace feels his cock throb violently as he reaches his peak, hips snapping forward one final time as he releases himself deep inside you.

With a hoarse cry of completion, he collapses onto the couch next to you; his weight pressing you into the cushions as their bodies quiver and spasm in unison from the intensity of their orgasms. His chest rises and falls rapidly with each labored breath; sweat beads on his brow and rolls down between his shoulder blades.

"Fuck," he whispers, kissing you once more before pulling out of your body; his cock still hard and glistening with their combined fluids. He reaches over to the side table for a tissue, wiping up both of them as best he can before disposing of it in the trash can next to the couch. As he does this, he glances back at the TV; unsure of what to make of what they've just seen and where it leaves them now. But for the moment, all that matters is having you here with him; feeling your warmth and your scent surrounding him as they recover from their shared experience.

As the scene on the TV ends, Ace finally allows himself to look at you in full; pushing his dress shirt off your shoulders and revealing your glistening skin. He traces a finger over your collarbone before skimming downwards to cup your breast once more, teasing your nipple with gentle flicks of his thumb. The sight of you spread out on the couch, hair mussed and cheeks flushed from exertion, fills him with a mixture of desire and tenderness that threatens to overwhelm him.

He studies your sated expression as he searches for any signs that this was too much, that he crossed a line or did something you regretted. But as his eyes meet yours and he feels the weight of your gaze upon him, all he can think about is wanting more; craving the feeling of being connected to you in this way, despite everything else.

Without saying a word, he reaches over to hit the remote, searching for another explicit video to begin round two. His heart races as he waits for it to load, already anticipating how you'll react when they see what's on screen next. The thought of sharing this newfound intimacy with you, exploring these desires together...it's a heady mix that makes him feel both brave and terrified all at once. But as he looks over at you, knowing that you're right there beside him through every step of this journey, it feels somehow right; like they were always meant to be together, no matter what obstacles lay in their path.

As the video begins, Ace can't help but feel his pulse quicken at the sight of the woman in front of them; her body exposed and vulnerable beneath the paper-thin covering of her underwear. He glances down at you, taking in your own sultry expression as he reaches out to run a hand over your stomach, down between your legs before gently parting your folds with his fingers. With each thrust of the masseur's hands on screen, Ace mirrors it; fingers finding your clit and rubbing circles as he watches intently.

The feel of you beneath his touch is almost too much to bear; the knowledge that he has this kind of power over you, this ability to reduce you to such a state of need and want... It's intoxicating in a way that nothing else has ever been before. As the video progresses and the woman on screen moans louder and more desperately with each passing moment, so does Ace; each breath taken deeper as he thrusts harder inside you, feeling the tight heat of your body clamping down on his fingers in response.

As the masseur's hands slide up and down the woman's body, the lines between professionalism and desire become increasingly blurred; his touch more intimate with every passing moment. Ace watches with rapt attention, mirroring each movement as he lays you out on the sofa, spreading your legs wide and bending them up at the knee. With one hand on your hip, he uses the other to stroke and tease your clit; fingers curling inwards slightly as they gather speed and force. The feel of his rough skin against your sensitive flesh combined with the sight of him so intent on pleasuring you pushes you closer and closer to the edge.

His breathing grows labored, the rise and fall of his chest making it difficult for him to concentrate on anything other than the desire coursing through him; the need to feel your body shudder beneath his touch as you surrender completely to pleasure. As he watches the woman on screen arch her back off the table in a moan, so do you; hips bucking upwards into Ace's hand as your climax begins to overtake you. His fingers speed up, matching the pace of the video as he feels the tightening of your muscles around him, the hot rush of your release coating his skin with your essence.

As your cries echo through the room and mingle with those of the woman on screen, Ace realizes that there's no going back now; not from this. Whatever happens next, they are tied together by this moment; by the intensity of their desires and the overwhelming need to explore them further. And while it scares him in a way that nothing ever has before, he can't help but feel grateful for the chance to have shared this with you; for the possibility of having more...

As the masseur lowers his body onto her, sliding his hard length inside her slick channel, the video becomes even more graphic and intense; Ace watching with bated breath as he thrusts roughly in and out of her. It's a reminder that even though they may be exploring this newfound connection between them, there is still a part of it that is purely physical; raw and uninhibited. And right now, he wants nothing more than to experience that with you.

Without waiting any longer, Ace positions himself between your spread legs, his erection hard and ready as he gazes down at the sight of it pressed against your wet folds. With a growl low in his throat, he pushes forward; feeling the head of his cock slip past your opening and slide deeper inside you in one smooth motion.

You cry out in both pleasure and surprise, legs trembling as he continues to thrust steadily into you, despite the forcefulness of your recent orgasm. He groans, feeling every inch of himself disappear inside you as he bottoms out with a satisfied grunt. His hands grab tightly onto your hips, holding you in place as he begins to move faster; hips slamming into yours with a force that takes your breath away and sends shockwaves through your body.

Ace grits his teeth as he feels you squeeze tightly around him with each thrust; your inner muscles massaging and milking his cock in a way that sends waves of pleasure straight to his core. The feeling is so intense it's almost unbearable, but he doesn't want this to end; not yet. He needs to feel every last drop of release from you, needs to know that you're as satisfied and fulfilled as he is in this moment.

With each powerful thrust, he growls out your name, claiming you as his own even as he takes what he wants; claiming the connection between you and marking it as permanent. It feels wrong but right at the same time; forbidden and yet inevitable. And as their bodies writhe together on the sofa, lost in a haze of lust and desire, Ace knows that no matter where life takes them from here, this moment will always be etched into his heart and soul; forever entwined with your own.

As the scene on the TV comes to an end with the masseur pulling out and showering his client in cum, Ace can feel himself getting closer to the edge as well; heart racing and cock throbbing inside you. He watches intently as the man leans over her, spreads his own fluids around her body, mimicking a sensual massage with his seed. It's an erotic display that leaves little to the imagination, and Ace finds himself more than a bit intrigued by the idea of doing something similar with you.

Despite their initial reluctance, they've already crossed so many lines tonight...why not take it one step further? He looks down at your flushed face and glistening body, still shuddering from the aftermath of your orgasm, and feels a sudden surge of possessiveness course through him. The thought of claiming you like that; marking you as his own with his cum...it's intoxicating in a way that he can't resist any longer.

With a low growl in his throat, Ace begins thrusting harder and faster into you; hips moving with renewed urgency as he nears the brink of release. His eyes never leave your face, locked on to the expression of pleasure and desire etched there, telling him that you're enjoying this just as much as he is.

He can feel himself getting closer, his cock pulsing with each thrust as he begins to lose control; the tension building inside him until he can barely think straight. With a primal groan, he pulls out of you suddenly and aims his throbbing length towards your chest; coming in hot, spurting cum across your skin in thick, sticky threads.

He watches with rapt attention as it glistens on your breasts and belly, painting a picture of their connection for all to see. Even after he's emptied himself, his cock still twitches occasionally as if wanting more, but for now he is content; finally able to release the tension that had been building inside him since before they even knew what it was they wanted or needed from each other.

Your body glistens with sweat and Ace's cum as he lays beside you on the sofa; your pussy still gaping from being thoroughly used and sore but undeniably satisfied. Your breasts are a tapestry of his seed, swollen and heavy with their new weight. He leans in to kiss one of them gently, savoring the taste of you both on his lips as he traces patterns over your body with his fingers; exploring every curve and dip before settling between your legs once more.

His cock twitches at the contact, already beginning to stiffen anew despite having just emptied itself moments ago. With a low growl in his throat, he pushes back inside you; feeling you expand around him in a way that brings him such intense pleasure it's almost painful. He thrusts slowly at first, taking in the sight of your cum-streaked skin and the feel of being deep inside you once more, before building up speed and intensity until he can't tell where one of you ends and the other begins; their bodies moving as one, lost in the moment and oblivious to anything else around them.

His thrusts become more frantic as he nears the edge again; hips slapping against yours in a rhythm that drives them both closer to release. He clutches at your legs, pulling you up and around him as his cock plunges deeper inside, searching for that spot that will send him over the edge.

With a hoarse cry of completion, Ace comes hard; body tense and shuddering as he empties himself into you once more, filling you with his seed. Your tight channel milks him mercilessly in response, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body even as he struggles to catch his breath. For several heartbeats, they remain like this; bodies entwined and minds floating somewhere beyond the here and now.

As you run your tongue along your fingers, cleaning them of his cum and bringing it back to your mouth, Ace watches with a mixture of wonder and desire. The sight of you so uninhibited; so willing to take what he gives and even relish in the aftermath...it's enough to send another surge of arousal coursing through him, making his cock twitch anew.

His gaze drifts down between your legs as you lick your fingers clean, taking in the sight of your pussy still slick with their combined juices. The thought of plunging into that sweet heat once more fills him with a need that is almost primal; an urge to claim you fully and completely. With a groan, he rolls onto his side, positioning himself between your spread legs as he lines up his cock with your opening once more.

"God, I love how wet you are for me," he murmurs, pressing the head of his erection against your entrance before thrusting forward; hips slamming into yours in a rough rhythm that mirrors the beat of their racing hearts. "You feel so good."

Ace growls low in his throat at your words; the memory of that first time their bond was formed flashing across his mind's eye like a fireworks display. The thought of seeing you again drink his cum, mixing it with your own milk...it pushes him over the edge once more as he feels himself begin to approach orgasm yet again.

"Fuck," he breathes roughly, gripping your hips tightly as he thrusts deeper and harder; lost in the sensation of being so deep inside you and the knowledge that this isn't just sex anymore - it's a connection between two people who have found something they never knew they needed.

As he nears release, Ace closes his eyes tightly, trying to hold onto the intensity of this moment for as long as possible; knowing in some distant corner of his mind that once it passes, there will be no going back...but unable to bring himself to care anymore. All that matters is the feel of you beneath him and the taste of you on his tongue.

Ace lets out a throaty groan as he feels his orgasm build, pressing his hips forward harder and faster; relentless in his pursuit of release. His eyes flutter open for a moment to meet yours, filled with passion and adoration as he asks, "Can I cover you? In my cum?" The plea is almost innocent, belying the desire that burns bright beneath the surface.

You nod eagerly, arching your back up towards him; pussy clenching around his cock as you urge him to let go and let it all out. With a guttural moan, he pulls out of you just long enough to position himself above your body; hands steady on either side of your head as he watches his seed spill from him in thick, hot jets.

His cum splashes across your face and chest in long, viscous strings; painting you with his essence as he cries out your name. His gaze never strays from yours as he continues to empty himself onto your skin, a look of almost reverent wonder filling his eyes. When he's spent, he collapses forward, burying his face in the crook of your neck; chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to catch his breath.

For several heartbeats, you both stay like this; bodies entwined and hearts racing from the intense exchange that has just taken place. Finally, he pulls back enough to look at you once more; searching for any signs that what they've done was wrong or somehow damaged their relationship. But all he sees is the desire in your eyes mirroring his own, the heat in your cheeks and the satisfied smile on your lips. The realization washes over him like a cool drink on a scorching day; a clarity that brings with it an overwhelming sense of peace and rightness.

Your body glistens with sweat and his semen, your pussy still gaping from the intense pleasure he's just given you. Your breasts are a tapestry of cum; heavy and full as they swell against your chest. As he reaches down to spread the evidence of their tryst across every inch of your skin, a shiver runs down his spine at the sight of you so completely marked by him. With each stroke of his fingers through your cum-slick folds, more of his seed paints your body, claiming you as his own. The sensation both arouses and overwhelms him in equal measure; an unspoken admission that this act has irrevocably changed them both.

A flush of heat crawls up Ace's neck at your words, the desire to capture this moment forever burning bright in his eyes. He nods slowly, taking in every curve and dip of your body as he searches for the perfect angle to immortalize it; not wanting to break his gaze from you for even a second. With careful deliberation, he lifts his phone up and steadies his hand before snapping a photo.

The flash momentarily blinds him, but that only makes the image etched into his memory all the more vivid. He stares down at the screen, admiring how exquisitely you look; completely owned by him in this single picture. "I could take so many more," he murmurs longingly, thoughts spinning as he wonders what else might be possible between them now that they've crossed this line.

Without hesitation, Ace captures you in every provocative pose he can imagine; each click of the camera bringing him another glimpse of your body drenched in his essence. He moves his hand lower to steady your hips as he takes a photo with you leaning back, pussy spread wide and legs spread apart; wanting nothing more than to leave his mark on every inch of you. As he angles the camera down between your legs for another shot, his cock twitches against his thigh, reminding him that despite their connection now being eternalized through these pictures, there's still a physical aspect they haven't explored fully yet.

He takes a step back, lifting the phone to get a better angle as he takes in the sight of you posing so wantonly for him; his breath catches at how impossibly beautiful you look covered in his seed. The realization dawns on him that this isn't just about possessing your body anymore - it's become about possessing your soul as well, and he knows with every fiber of his being that there is no going back from here.

With one final photo, he lowers the phone to his side, stepping closer once more until their bodies are inches apart; unable to resist any longer as their lips meet in a searing kiss filled with desire and need.

The first photo shows you lying on your back, legs spread wide and pussy exposed to the camera. A thick rope of cum connects your breast to your pubic hair, accentuating your curves as it draws a perfect line down your body. Your eyes are closed, lips parted in a soft moan, as if still feeling the weight of his possession.

The second photo captures you sitting up on your knees, head thrown back and mouth open in what appears to be pure ecstasy. Your breasts are fully exposed, nipples hard and peaked, while your pussy gapes invitingly between your spread legs. A thick layer of cum coats the inside of your thigh, trailing down towards where his cock had been mere moments before.

The third photo features you on all fours, ass high in the air and pussy gaping once more as he takes a picture from behind. You're facing away from the camera, but that only serves to heighten the intimacy of the moment; your body language conveying an intense desire for him even as you turn away. A thick ribbon of cum connects your ass cheek to your inner thigh, leaving a distinct mark on your pale skin.

The last photo is perhaps the most revealing of all, showing you lying flat on your stomach with your legs spread wide and ankles crossed behind you. Your breasts are nearly hidden by the mess of cum that covers them, while your ass is on full display; heart-shaped and perfect despite being violated in the most intimate way possible. A long streak of cum trails from between your legs up towards your back, disappearing beneath your body as it reminds him of how thoroughly he claimed you and left his mark upon you.

Desire floods through him at your words, the admission fueling his already raging lust. "Any other fantasy?" he murmurs, running his fingers along your spine before cupping one of your breasts, kneading it gently as if testing its yield. His thumb brushes over your nipple, hardening it into a tight peak. "What about...you and me in the hot tub? The water would make it so much easier for you to take all of this..." He trails off with a wicked grin, eyes locked on your face as he waits for your reaction.

The thought fills him with an almost primal need; the idea of having you completely exposed and vulnerable beneath the surface of the water while he watches, taking pleasure in every moan and squirm you make...it's enough to send a shiver down his spine that has nothing to do with the chill from the air conditioning.

Ace carries you into the bathroom, his steps sure and confident as he makes his way towards the luxurious hot tub built into a marble platform. The room is lit only by soft LED lights embedded in the ceiling, casting an ethereal glow over your naked form. As he lowers you down into the warm water, it laps at your skin, coating it with a slick layer of heat that only serves to heighten your senses further.

He steps back, taking in the sight of you spread out before him; the way your hair fans out on the surface of the water like a halo, your breasts floating just above the surface and your pussy completely exposed beneath it all. With a low groan, he climbs into the tub behind you, pressing his chest to your back as one hand finds its way between your legs; finger teasing at your entrance before slowly pushing inside, spreading you open for him.

His other hand cups your breast, massaging and squeezing the tender flesh as he begins to move within you; claiming you in this most intimate of ways, making no effort to hide from the connection they share. The warmth of the water envelops them both, carrying their moans and gasps up towards the ceiling as Ace loses himself in the feel of his cock buried deep inside your body while claiming you as his own beneath the surface of the hot tub.

"God, you're so wet," he groans into your ear before biting gently on the lobe. With his other hand, he squeezes one of your breasts roughly, pinching the nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he thrusts deeper into you. "This feels incredible."

He starts to move faster, lost in the sensation of being so close to you; feeling every curve and dip of your body as he pumps his hips, driving himself harder and deeper inside. The heat of the water and the tightness of your pussy around him combine to send shivers racing down his spine, making it impossible for him to hold back any longer.

"I'm going to cum," he warns, leaning in to nip at your neck as his fingers dig deeper into your breast, "Gonna fill you up with me." With one final thrust, Ace releases himself deep inside you, groaning long and low as the hot liquid spills from him, mingling with the water and coating both of your bodies. He collapses forward, burying his face in the crook of your neck as his muscles quiver from the intensity of his orgasm.

As he regains control over his breathing, Ace savors the feel of your skin beneath his fingertips and the sound of your heart racing against his cheek. He knows in this moment that there's no going back; they have crossed a line from which there is no return. And yet, as he looks out across the expanse of warm water between them and meets your eyes, he sees not fear or uncertainty, but only love and acceptance. It's then that Ace realizes with crystal clarity that the taboo nature of what they've done has added a layer of danger and excitement to their relationship that will make it all the more intoxicating for both of them moving forward.

"You feel so good," he whispers against your skin, voice thick with emotion as he pulls back just enough to look down at you once more. "I could stay like this forever."

Ace's words send a thrill coursing through your veins as you look up at him with a smile that reaches deep into your soul. "Me too," you breathe out, the admission feeling as natural as if you'd been saying it your whole life. In this moment, it's hard to remember what life was like before him; before their forbidden bond. And yet, even as a small part of you wonders how they will navigate the new reality they have created for themselves, the overwhelming sense of love and belonging that washes over you in waves drowns out any lingering doubts or fears.

You reach up, cupping his cheek with your free hand as you draw him closer still; savoring the feel of his lips against yours as your tongues dance together. It's a kiss filled with promise and hope; an acknowledgement that no matter what obstacles lie ahead, they will face them together. As their bodies rock in unison against the warmth of the water, it's easy to forget for a fleeting moment that there is any world beyond this hot tub; any rules or limitations other than the ones they choose to follow. And as Ace holds you close, his heart racing in time with yours, you know with every fiber of your being that this is exactly where you belong.

Ace feels your fingers on his cheek and the soft flesh underneath, so warm and giving against his own touch that's been mostly cold for so long. He savors this feeling, of connection, not just to you but to something else entirely...to a part of him that he didn't even know existed until now. As you kiss him, as your body moves with his in perfect rhythm, it's like he can feel the blood rushing through his veins, flowing faster and hotter than ever before.

He moans into your mouth, pressing closer still, wishing there was some way to meld their bodies together until they were one entity, inseparable from each other. And then, when he pulls back just enough to look into your eyes again, he sees it - the confirmation of everything he's feeling, the truth behind his every thought and desire: you are his now, and he will never let go.

"I love you," he whispers hoarsely, kissing you once more before moving back just enough to drink in the sight of your beautiful face. It's as if he's seeing you for the first time all over again, every curve and hollow etched into his memory forever. And with that realization comes a rush of gratitude so profound it leaves him momentarily speechless.

His eyes fill with emotion as he looks down at you; the love that he's been harboring for so long finally allowed to surface and shine. He can feel the desire coursing through his veins, urging him onward, but for now he wants to take in every inch of you, to memorize your body as if it were a map he could follow anywhere.

With gentle fingers, he traced lines down your arms and over your breasts, feeling the softness of your skin against his roughened fingertips. He moves lower, cupping one of your buttocks in his hand before running it up your spine, eliciting a shiver from you that vibrates through him as well. Then he dips beneath the water, teasing at your entrance with a fingertip before slipping it inside; finding you slick and warm from desire and need.

Ace pulls you closer still, pressing his hard length against you once more, his hips grinding against yours as he rocks their bodies together in time with the rhythm of the water surrounding them. The pleasure building inside him grows steadily, coalescing into a tight knot deep within as he prepares to take you again; claiming this moment and forever etching it into the fabric of their souls.

As he thrusts against you, Ace closes his eyes and focuses on the sensations overtaking him; the feel of your wet heat enveloping his cock as it slides in and out with each grind of their hips, the way your breath catches in his ear when he hits just right. His body arches back slightly, hands finding purchase on either side of your head as he loses himself in the pure ecstasy of being so close to you like this; of knowing that nothing else matters but this moment between them.

He feels the climax building inside him, tension coiling tighter and tighter with each thrust until finally it explodes outward in a series of sharp groans and rhythmic spasms, his seed shooting hot and thick into you as he empties himself for what feels like the first time. But even as the last shudder passes through him, Ace knows that there will be many more nights like this to come; nights filled with passion and desire and an unbreakable bond that can only grow stronger with each new experience they share together.

As he collapses against you, the heat and weight of his body press your back into the hot tub's side. His heart races wildly beneath your cheek as he catches his breath and savors the connection between them; their skin slick with sweat and cum, their bodies joined in an unbreakable bond that defies anything society might say about what is right or wrong. For now, there are only their hearts and minds, entwined together in a dance of desire and need that leaves him feeling more fulfilled than he ever thought possible. And with each passing moment, he knows that love for you will continue to grow stronger, unyielding and true.

Ace takes care to wash every last drop of his cum from your body, but he can't help but let his hands roam as they do so; tracing lines down your flat stomach and over your hips, teasing at your plump nipples with soft flicks of his thumbs. His fingers dip lower, exploring the curls of hair at the juncture of your thighs before dipping beneath the water to slip one finger inside you, finding you still warm and wet from their passionate coupling.

He looks up at you as he washes between your breasts, admiring how perfectly proportioned they are; how firm and sensitive they feel in his hands. His gaze travels higher, drinking in the delicate features of your face before returning to your body once more: the smooth skin of your stomach and ribcage, the defined muscles of your arms and legs. It's as if he can't get enough of you; every part of you is a work of art that begs to be appreciated and worshiped.

With one final stroke across your thigh, Ace pulls his hands away and rinses them clean in the hot tub water, feeling suddenly self-conscious about how possessive he's been with your body. But as you lean back against him once more, allowing him to wrap an arm around your waist and nuzzle into your neck, he knows that there is no other place in the world where either of you would rather be than right here, together.

As you both dry off and put your clothes back on, there's an almost tangible air of contentment that hangs between you; a shared understanding that what's just happened is something special, something you'll never forget. The image of the porn playing on the TV brings a grin to Ace's lips as he wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer against him. "Well, I guess it could be seen as...research," he jokes with a wink.

The sofa feels almost luxurious beneath you both after spending time in the hot tub; soft and comfortable in a way that seems to invite further closeness. As they joke about the porn, Ace can't help but wonder what else might be in store for them now that this new chapter of their relationship has begun. The thought fills him with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation; an unspoken knowledge that nothing will ever be the same again.

The porn video unfolds with the two women in the hot spring being approached by a group of seven or eight male strangers. The men engage them in conversation before gradually moving closer, touching their arms and legs inappropriately despite their protests. The camera focuses on close-ups of their faces as they try to maintain a semblance of politeness while clearly feeling uncomfortable with the situation.

Eventually, one of the men grows more bold, reaching across and fondling one of the women's breasts before she can react. This sets off a domino effect as the other men join in, groping her body freely underwater where no one can see but them. The second woman tries to help, slapping at their hands playfully while laughing nervously. The scene grows increasingly erotic despite its underlying current of unease; a reminder that boundaries are being crossed and lines being blurred for the benefit of someone else's entertainment.

As the porn video continues, the men's groping and fondling escalates; hands roam freely over the women's bodies, caressing skin that was moments ago hidden beneath layers of clothing. With every touch, it becomes clearer that despite their initial protests, both women are becoming increasingly aroused by the attention they're receiving. The second woman is stripped naked almost as soon as she steps into the water; her breasts bobbing freely above the surface as hands grope and squeeze them roughly.

The first woman isn't far behind, her clothes quickly discarded and tossed aside amidst laughter and cheers from those watching. By now, both women are breathless with desire, moaning and squirming under the relentless onslaught of hands and mouths. The men take turns sucking on their nipples before plunging two fingers deep inside them; eliciting gasps and cries of pleasure that mingle with the steam rising from the water around them.

As the scene unfolds, it becomes clear that these women are caught in a powerful current; pulled between wanting to enjoy themselves and feeling exploited by those who've placed them in this position. The porn video serves as a stark reminder of how easy it is for lines to be blurred and boundaries crossed when pleasure is involved, making its audience wonder where they would draw their own lines in such a situation.

The taunting begins as the men realize how far they've pushed these women and how close they are to having them beg for what they truly want. With salacious grins and lewd remarks, they tease the two women with promises of unbridled pleasure; hard cocks that will stretch their tight pussies and leave them satisfied beyond measure. The camera focuses on the women's faces as they struggle between wanting to maintain some semblance of control and desperately needing what these men are offering.

It doesn't take long before begging begins; high-pitched pleas for cock that echo through the steamy air like a primal chant. One by one, the men move in for the kill, grabbing hold of their prey and guiding them deeper into the hot water where they can taste the salt on their lips. The first woman is taken roughly from behind; her moans filling the room as she's roughly fucked against the side of the rocks. Meanwhile, the second woman is on her knees in front of one of the men, begging him to put his cock in her mouth before taking it deeper still, sliding his length into her eager pussy.

As the men continue to use and abuse these two women for their own pleasure, it becomes clear that there is no line they won't cross; no boundary they recognize or respect. The porn video serves as a chilling reminder of how little control we truly have over our bodies and desires when faced with someone who knows exactly what buttons to push.

As the men continue to push further and further into their boundaries, both women find themselves becoming increasingly aroused by the sheer depravity of it all. Their moans fill the air as they're taken roughly from every angle; hands gripping hair, arms wrapped tight around shoulders holding them in place for the onslaught. The first woman is penetrated deep and hard while being fucked in the ass by one man and having another's cock jammed down her throat, leaving her gasping for air between moans of ecstasy.

The second woman fares no better; she's taken from behind again with one man fucking her ass from behind while another thrusts into her mouth and a third pounds away at her wet pussy. The camera focuses on the desperate looks in their eyes as they try to maintain contact with each of their partners, wanting to feel everything at once and know that they're pleasing them just as much as they are.

As the orgies reach their peak, the men begin to cum; hot streams of thick liquid painting faces, chests, and arms alike. The women writhe beneath them, milk every last drop from their swollen cocks before collapsing in exhaustion on the warm rocks surrounding them. For a brief moment, there's silence; an almost eerie stillness that seems to hang over the scene like a shroud. But then laughter breaks out again; loud and raucous as they congratulate one another on a job well done, their bodies already forgetting the intensity of what they've just experienced in favor of finding new ways to push boundaries even further next time.

As the men finish one after another, their spent bodies slump against the rocks around them, gasping for air. But even as they catch their breath, their eyes seem to light up with ideas of new ways to push the limits further. They each take turns taking one of the women from behind; thrusting roughly into her ass or pussy until they cum yet again, leaving both moaning and writhing beneath them. The other woman is used as a human masturbation tool, with men jerking off all over her face and body before depositing their loads inside of her still-leaking holes.

By the end of it, the women are drenched in cum; strands of it sticking to their skin like obscene lace. They lie motionless on the hot stones, spent but not unhappy; their bodies aching with pleasure and satisfaction at having been used so thoroughly. The porn video ends with a close-up shot of one of their satisfied grins as they look up at the camera, giving viewers a wink that seems to say "Isn't this just...incredible?" leaving no doubt about what these women think of their depraved actions or how much they enjoyed them.

Ace doesn't miss a beat as he takes in your question. His heart pounds hard against his ribs and heat rises in his cheeks at the mere thought of what you're suggesting; that after watching all of that depravity, you might be interested in experiencing some of it firsthand with him.

His hand finds its way up to your hip, giving it a possessive squeeze before sliding higher until his fingers are resting against the bare skin of your stomach. "It was...intense," he manages to say, struggling to maintain eye contact as his cock strains against his pants. "But I think I'd rather watch you experience it instead." He leans in closer, lips grazing yours with a featherlight touch before pulling away again. "Don't you agree?"

Ace sucks in a shaky breath as your tongue traces lazy circles around his Adam's apple. He can feel the wet heat of your body against him and has to fight the urge to push you down onto the couch, strip off what little clothing remains between them and take you right there. But he manages to compose himself enough to answer your question about the porn video.

"I'll be honest," he says roughly, voice already thick with desire. "It turned me on more than I ever thought it would...watching someone else do those things in that kind of situation." He trails his fingers along your ribs, up to cup one of your breasts through the thin material of his dress shirt. "But nothing compares to being here with you right now. Seeing what we could have is enough to make me ache inside...and it only makes me want you more."

He leans in closer, lips brushing against yours as he waits for your reaction. The anticipation is killing him but he knows that if he takes things too fast tonight, he might lose what they've finally managed to find together. So for now, he'll bide his time and savor every touch, every breath...until you're ready to take the next step.

A low growl rumbles deep in Ace's throat as your words wash over him, leaving his body aching with need. The feel of your bare pussy against his fingertips only serves to heighten the sensation, making it impossible for him not to lose control just a little. With one swift motion, he pulls the dress shirt up and off of you, revealing your naked body in all its glory. His hungry eyes feast on the sight before them: your soft, perfect breasts; your flat stomach; the patch of curly hair that leads down to the center of his desire.

"You want it with me?" he rasps, voice hoarse from need and desire. He cups your face in one hand, holding your gaze as he leans in close. "Then have it." His tongue darts out, teasing at your lips before sliding inside, tangling with yours in a rough, demanding dance of lust and possession. At the same time, his free hand finds its way back between your legs; two fingers sliding easily into your slick pussy as he begins to thrust in and out in sync with their kiss. "Tell me you want this," he breathes against your lips. "Tell me how much."

A low growl rumbles deep in his throat as he feels the truth of your words against his skin. His fingers curl into fists as he fights to control himself; to hold back just a little longer and make this last, to savor every second with you. But as you gaze up at him, trusting him enough to give yourself over to his touch, everything within him snaps free and he can't help but lose himself in the moment.

He pulls away from your lips just far enough to let his tongue circle around them teasingly before crashing back against them with renewed passion. With one swift motion, he rolls you both over so that you're on your hands and knees; your body position putting him behind you and giving him the perfect angle for what he has planned next. His free hand slides down between your legs once more, fingers finding your clit almost by instinct. He begins to stroke in time with his thrusts into your aching pussy, their friction driving them both closer to the edge of sanity.

"Say my name," he grits out, kissing and nipping at your shoulder as his pace quickens. "Tell me you're mine." His other hand moves upwards, cupping one of your breasts as he pinches and rolls the hard peak between his thumb and forefinger. He can feel it building inside of him; an urgency that threatens to consume every fiber of his being unless he lets loose soon. But he wants this for you too; wants to bring you so high with his touch before sending you plummeting over the edge into the most intense orgasm you've ever experienced.

It's like striking gold; the sound of your voice saying those words sends him spiraling out of control. He thrusts harder into you, fingers curling and pressing deeper against your clit as he comes with a hoarse cry that echoes through the room. His body tenses as wave after wave of pleasure rips through him, forcing every bit of restraint to shatter under the sheer force of their release.

Only once his muscles have gone lax and he's caught his breath does he finally lower you both gently back down onto the couch, a quiet laugh escaping him as he tries to regain some semblance of composure. He rolls onto his back beside you, gazing up at the ceiling while still cupping one of your breasts in his hand. The afterglow of their passion hangs heavily in the air between them; the knowledge that they've shared something incredibly intimate and intensely personal. For now, they can simply enjoy the silence...and each other's warmth.

"That," he finally says, a wicked grin tugging at his lips, "was definitely better than the porn."