Lila's POV:
“Ace… please…!” I gasped, my breath coming in quick, hot bursts in the dimly lit locker room shower. The steam curled around us, cloaking the moment in an intimate haze. Ace loomed over me, gripping my hands firmly above my head with one hand while the other lingered dangerously between my legs, his fingers teasingly brushing against my core.
“Please, what, princess?” His voice dripped with a manic edge, each syllable laced with tension and frustration. I could sense his anger simmering just below the surface, and if I was honest, I understood why. But the way he expertly struck my g-spot made it nearly impossible to focus on anything else.
“Ace, not here… please, we—” I tried to protest, my voice trembling as his fingers continued their torment, threatening to push me over the edge.
But he silenced me with a whisper, leaning closer, his breath hot against my ear. “I know, princess, I know where we are, but I don’t care right now.” A shiver ran down my spine, a thrill coursing through me despite the situation. “You should’ve thought about this before you talked to Daniel!”
The mix of his words and the way he handled me made my heart race. I was trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—fear, excitement, and a bitter sweetness that only deepened the moment.
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