Roxy
Ace’s hands trembled slightly as they trailed over my skin, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made every nerve in my body come alive. He’d kissed me before, held me, made me feel like I was the only woman in the world, but this was different—deeper, more profound, and utterly consuming.
“Roxy,” he whispered, his voice husky with restraint. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment.”
I reached up, brushing my fingers against his jawline. “Then don’t make me wait anymore.”
His lips crashed onto mine with a fervor that took my breath away. His hands, strong and calloused, gripped my waist as he pulled me closer, leaving no space between us. The heat radiating from his body was overwhelming, but it was nothing compared to the fire igniting inside me.
His tongue
