A Baby for the Bad Boy

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so soon. This night is a lot of firsts for me.”
     
    “Me too,” I replied, grinning. I can't believe this night!
     
    Ace ran his fingers through my hair and stared into my eyes. “I don't want this night to end.” He climbed on top of me and we made love over and over again.

Chapter Twelve
     
Ace

I woke up from the sun baking my face and turned over to find Rachael sound asleep. I'd never stayed the night with a girl before. This was another first for me. What was it about this girl that was so different? She was fucking hot—that was for sure. Normally I would have ran for this hills when I found out they were a virgin. It makes it a lot harder to have a one-night stand.
     
    But I didn't want to do that with Rachael. I wanted to having as many nights with her as possible.
     
    I watched how her golden hair reflected in the sunlight. The sheets barely covered her curvy breasts. Her chest heaved up and down, her nipples pointing straight up. My morning wood couldn't get any harder. If I stayed in bed any longer, I'd end up taking her while she slept. That wasn't such a bad idea but I didn't want to scare her too much.
     
    I quietly sneaked out of bed and crept into the bathroom. I checked on Rachael one last time to make sure she was still asleep before closing the door. I stared at myself in the mirror and realized that I was smiling. I couldn't remember the last time I was actually this happy. The gauze pad on my arm was soaked with blood. I lifted it slightly and winced from the pain. Better to just leave it alone and heal. I turned on the shower and the steam fogged up the bathroom.
     
    What I wouldn't do to make that girl mine forever.
     
    I stepped under the warm water and let it wash over my body. My muscles relaxed and I squirted some body wash into my hands. I lathered the soap all over my skin, rinsing away the dirt, sweat, and memories of the restaurant. I smiled again when I remembered the love-making from last night.
     
    Love-making? Who the fuck was I? I didn't even know anymore. All I knew, was that I was falling for Rachael—hard.
     
    The memory of the restaurant and shooting crept back into my mind. I would need to deal with all that today. I'd call Hammer after the shower and check up on things.
     
    The shower door suddenly opened and Rachael jumped in completely naked. Her long hair covered her breasts but her nipples still poked through. She giggled as she hugged me, her face getting hit by a spray of water.
     
    “Did you sleep well last night?” I asked.
     
    Rachael gazed up at me, her long lashes fluttering. “I don't think I've ever slept so soundly before. I don't think anything could have woken me up.” She faced away from the shower head and soaked her hair.
     
    “Me too.” I smiled.
     
    “What do you have to do today?” she asked.
     
    I lathered my hair with shampoo. “Need to go to the MC and deal with some things. Shouldn't take too long. We can see each other tonight.”
     
    “I'd like that,” she replied, wiping the shampoo from my eyes. “I need to go to my apartment anyways and change. But before that, there's one thing I've been dying to do.” She smiled before getting down onto her knees.
     
    Oh shit!
     
    She grasped my hard-on and stroked it to life. I leaned my head back and moaned. The water cascaded off my back as she opened her mouth and put me inside. “Oh my god, that feels so damn good.”
     
    Rachael wrapped her lips around me and bobbed her head up and down. She pushed me deeper and deeper down her throat until she hit my base. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I clenched her hair in my fingers as she ran her tongue up my shaft.
     
    “Does this feel good?” she asked with a devious grin.
     
    “Oh yes,” I replied. “Where did you learn to do this?”
     
    She popped me out of her mouth. “This is my first time.”
     
    I almost collapsed at her response. How could she be this good?
     
    She stroked me while keeping me in her

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