At the dinner table, I lean in close to Ace's ear and whisper, "Feeling tired? Want to head to bed?" Without hesitation, he takes my hand and leads me up to the third floor. Excitedly, I dart towards the bed, and he follows suit, climbing on top of me and showering me with kisses that trail down to my neck. With a playful tone, I gently turn him over, asserting, "No more hickeys, alright?" "I can't promise that," he replies with a smirk, "but I'll be more discreet." Without further fuss, I lean in to kiss him passionately. As things escalate, he removes my shirt and bra, eagerly focusing his attention on my breasts. Lost in pleasure, I find myself moaning, prompting him to roll on top of me. I then take off his shirt and unbuckle beltHis arousal becomes noticeable, evident beneath his boxe
