62 Time is up

I lightly pushed his hand away, “Ace, stop.”

He chuckled, his deep voice music to my ears, still not done teasing me, “You’re wet and I’m hard. Want to continue this later in bed?”

I slightly shoved his face, his oh-so-tempting face but I didn’t give in.

The next thing I know, his strong hands wrapped around my waist as he pulled me up and he went under me.

So it looks like we switched positions. Him sitting on the sofa as he looked up at me while I leaned toward him, my hands resting on his chest.

“You turn to lick me then.”

His cheeky grin gave away, and instead of feeling embarrassed, I took it as a chance to intimidate him.

There’s no way I would lose like that. He was so used to teasing me, I think it is my turn to reciprocate his actions and make him shy.

I raised my eyebrows, “We’ll see about that then.” I don’t know if it’s the alcohol talking that I managed to get all this courage.

I slowly poured the wine glass and dripped it o