Ace’s POV
“What do you feel like doing?”
I run my fingers over the curve of Paetyn’s ankles, up her shin, and over her tanned thighs draped over my lap. “Can I say you? Because I definitely want to do you again.”
Paetyn snorts a laugh and shakes her head. She wiggles her feet when my fingers trace the hem of the black T-shirt barely covering her p***y where I had my head buried not even ten minutes ago. “You’re insatiable. Seriously. I think something might be wrong with you.”
Now I’m the one laughing. “You tend to bring out the crazy within me more than usual. But if that means I get my fix of you whenever I please, then call me whatever you want.”
Paetyn clamps her hand over mine, stilling my movement before I can skim the edge of her panties. “You’re a menace.”
“Only for you,” I g
