Page 40 of The Plus One

“What?”

“You’re doing too much.”

“Thought we were supposed to be convincing.”

“Nobody’s looking.” I glanced around. She was right. Nobody gave a damn about us. I looked back at her.

“Then why you still holding onto me?” Kema looked down. Her arms were around my neck. “Habit.”

“We been fake together for three days. What habit?”

“Shut up.” She tried to move, but I kept my arms around her.

"Ace.”

“You want me to let you go?”

Her eyes met mine. “No.”

That was all I needed. I loosened my grip enough to give her the choice. She stayed. We spent the rest of the afternoon between the pool and the beach. We ate tacos under an umbrella, she stole my fries even though she had her own, and somehow I got stuck taking enough pictures of her to fill an entire photo album. Eventually, she fell asleep against my chest on one of the loungers.

Somewhere in the middle of all that, I forgot we were supposed to be pretending. I didn’t have to think about touching her or holding her hand. I wasn’t checking to see if Kel was watching. None of it felt fake. I’d spent years knowing I couldn’t have her. Now I finally had a chance with her, and letting her go at the end of the week was starting to sound like some bullshit I wasn’t willing to do.

Eight

Kema

When we made it back to the room, Ace let me take my shower first. I was laying across the bed on my stomach scrolling my phone. I was having a good ass time on this trip. Ace might've had something to do with that, but I wasn't ready to unpack all that shit yet.

The nosey part of me wanted to know what really happened between him and Kel, but I also didn’t care. Kel avoided me for most of the day while constantly looking my way, and Tiana kept giving me the stank eye. I wasn’t worried about her, though. One thing a bitch always had was nerve. What she didn’t have was courage.

She seen her nigga was looking at me and didn't dare say shit to him but had the audacity to look at me like she was on that.

I heard the bathroom door open and looked over to see Ace getting out the shower. I tried to watch him through the mirror as he entered the room with a towel wrapped low around his waist. Water ran down his chest and disappeared beneath the towel. Jesus. “What you staring at Kema? ” He said.

I turned back around smirking. "Nothing Ace."

I wasn't about to play with him. Ace knew he could get it.

"You know I owe you from this morning, right?" He said walking toward the bed, and slapping me on my ass.

Ace removed my shorts and gently bit my ass cheek. “Stay just like that. Don’t move,” he instructed and climbed on to the bed.

I heard him tearing a condom wrapper open, and he placed it on his dick before kissing me from the crack of my ass, up my spine, and back to my neck.

He spread my ass cheeks apart, and I moaned as he entered me. His dick was huge, and he pushed into me a few inches at a time until he was completely inside of me. Ace stroked my walls slowly, allowing me to get used to his girth and length.

He was fucking me so good. I needed this but I also knew this was payback from this morning. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he continued to slide in and out of me. “That shit feel good?” He spoke into my ear, and the bass of his voice sent a chill down my spine. I nodded as Ace kissed the side of my mouth.

My mouth was open slightly as moans slipped out. I turned my head to the side and snaked my tongue into his mouth. We kissed passionately as his strokes intensified, and before I knew it, I was moaning into his mouth as my pussy tightened around his dick, and I came.

Ace eased out of me and turned me over onto my back. He slid back into me, and I whimpered as I locked my legs around his waist. I wasn’t trying to fall in love with this man, but I was so wet, and he felt so good. This was definitely breaking the rules but I needed this so bad.

I made the mistake of lifting my eyes, and I caught him staring down into my face. Our eyes locked, and the way this man’s eyes appeared to show love in them had me feeling something.

“Fuck this pussy good,” he grunted before crashing his lips into mine, and we engaged in another passionate kiss. I moved my hands into his locs as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. His grunts and soft moans made my clit pulsate around him.

Ace lifted my shirt and swirled his tongue around my nipple. My nipples were sensitive and they were pierced so him doing that made my pussy tighten even more. Then he took as much of my breast into his mouth as he could, I came again, and my mind was blown.