Free Ace-High Flush by Patricia Green Page B

uncomfortable. "You fallin' in love with her, big brother?"
    "Nah." It was a lie and he knew it. "Maybe. But it's damned awkward. I don't want a long-distance relationship."
    "You haven't been serious about a woman in years. Maybe this is a temporary infatuation."
    Ace shrugged and changed the subject. It was time to take the bull by the horns. But how?
    * * *
    Trey was relaxed and lightly inebriated when he got back to his hotel room. There were a few shopping bags on the little couch, and Liv was sprawled out on the bed, wearing only her underwear, taking a nap.
    He stood in the doorway and admired her for a few minutes. She'd mostly overcome her shyness about her weight, as much from exposure to so many young people with eating disorders as from his unconditional love of her. She was curvy and sexy. No one but the high-fashion industry people she used to associate with would call her fat.
    He got hard looking at her and imagining the things they could do together on the big bed. Married almost a year and still crazy about her! Unfortunately, their second year together was going to have to be spent apart. Being an army officer meant that Trey had to go where they sent him, and, for a while, that was going to be Afghanistan. He wasn't looking forward to it at all. However, it was his career and he took satisfaction from what he stood for and how he performed his duties.
    He loved her so much. He was going to miss his wife.
    Trey undressed and climbed onto the bed without disturbing her. Liv's long, pale blonde hair was spread out on the pillow, and he rubbed a lock between his fingers and held the silky strands up to his nose. She smelled of her usual orange blossoms, a scent he'd come to associate with Liv and Liv alone. Her forehead was smooth under his lips, her cheek likewise, and when he tenderly kissed her pink mouth, she sighed and wrapped her arms around him.
    "Trey..."
    Enjoying the sound of their breathing and nothing else, Trey didn't answer. Instead, he reached around her and unfastened her bra, pulling it down her arms and tossing it aside. Her pink-tipped breasts, firm and full, called to his hands. He answered.
    She moaned softly as he kneaded, enjoying the texture of her skin and the softness of her flesh. Her nipples ruched in response to his fingers and he set his mouth on them in turn. Left, right, left, like a marching cadence, but much less martial.
    Shifting next to her, Trey slid a hand down her torso and reached into the front of her bikini panties. She was hot and wet. He teased her there for several minutes, until she caught his hand and guided his fingers to her clit, whispering, "Please."
    Indulging her was no problem, and soon her hips were rotating under his hand. Her moans were sexy as hell, and Trey thought maybe he was going to lose it and come on her thigh if he didn't mount her soon.
    He pulled his hand out of her panties, and she finally opened her eyes. Her pout was sensual and young. "Don't stop, Trey."
    "More to come, darlin'."
    "Yes, I want to come."
    He chuckled, and knelt up to remove the scrap of fabric that covered her hips. When she was naked and open to him, he moved between her legs and slid his anxious cock through her folds, and over her clit. She reached down to capture him and guide him into her sheath. He was tempted to stop her, to draw out the moment as long as possible, but his body rebelled at the idea, his cock throbbing in response to her hands.
    Settled inside her, he began to move his hips. He and Liv had their own rhythm, a tempo they'd perfected that brought them to completion in harmony. Like a jazz musician, he played that tune, building tension in them both. She cried out in ecstasy, and he stroked a time or two more, before joining her.
    After he rolled off her, he cuddled her up against his side for a time, dozing. They'd have to get up and get dressed for the charity event soon enough. A little nap was a perfect break before the media onslaught.
    Trey