Chapter 22 Perfect

• All I can manage is a moan in response as he drags out of me only to slam his hips forward, driving deeper into me. A shock of pleasure zaps through my veins as my nipples brush against the duvet, the clamps somehow tightening around the raw skin as Ace picks up the pace.
• He releases my bound hands to grip my waist as he drives into me, muttering curse words under his breath. With the position I’m in, bound with my ass in the air, a new wave of sensation flows through me like a tsunami, crashing into every crevice of my body. It’s almost too much to handle, but somehow, I manage to stay focused and zero in on the filthy groans leaving Ace’s mouth and the way he fills me.
• He truly is unlike any man I’ve ever met. Being with him makes me feel alive and free to express my deepest, darkest desires. He has brought out parts of myself I didn’t know existed until I met him, and now it’s all I crave. Because of him, all I want is more. And I know he’s the only person who can give me that.