Angel & Ace

A Virgin No More

It was a hectic day. Peorole and I had a meeting to discuss last edition edits and notes I had, it ended up taking most of my afternoon. He was an extremely tall guy with square, thick, black glasses and a big smile that swallowed most of his face. A real unique guy all around, smart to the wits, and damn stubborn, too. I also had to do a shitload of paperwork for my boss who was out today. And although I was slammed, my mind couldn't get off of Sutton. Her moans, her sweet delicious taste, the way her legs wrapped perfectly around my head as I feasted on her.
   "Earth to Tobi." Brian sang a few feet away from me. I'd been lost in my thoughts about her and I'd stopped working. I raked my fingers through my thick hair then turned to him.
"What?" I uttered absently.
"You don't get distracted." He said with a stupid cocky smirk on his face.
"I'm tired." I lied.
"No, someone's on your mind. Tell me who she is." He pushed. I'd never hid a girl from Brian before, which is likely why he's so adamant about finding out who she was.
"You boys working?" Eleanor Davis, Our other coworker, asked. She leaned her ass on my desk showcasing a set of smooth olive toned legs that peaked out from a grey pencil skirt. Brian arched a knowing eyebrow.
"We are." I answered her, not up for our usual flirting bit. She felt upon my blue jacket I paired with matching slacks and a white linen. She curled her lips into her infamous flirtatious smile and whisked her thumb over my chin. Ellie was a gorgeous women, smart, too. She had blonde hair cut into a sharp bob, and her body was petite and pixie like. We'd never slept together but it seemed that was where we were heading after years of flirting here and there. Truth be told we've always been friends, and when I was with Arielle, Ellie liked her. Loved her actually. So when we broke up she was upset, as was I, and on one random night after about 2 months of Arielle and I's split, Ellie came on to me. Nothing came of it, but it was implied. Now, we weren't friends like before, and I missed just having a friend. Maybe if we were, she'd be able to help me figure out Sutton.
"Good, wouldn't want to spank you." She winked sultrily, her grey eyes scanning my body. I laughed and removed her hand from my shoulder.
"No spanking here, Ellie. I should get back, see you later?" I said, blowing her off In the most polite way. She gave me a sweet smile that hid her humiliation and stalked away. I felt a little bad and decided on another day I'd talk to her.
"Okay, now I know there's someone. You've been trying to bang Eleanor forever."
"Have not." I argued, knowing I was wrong but wanting to prolong telling Brian about the barely 20 year old heiress I was planning on fucking.
"Bullshit. I can tell, and the more you hold out on me the more I'm going to bug you." I knew he was telling the truth, and I was already annoyed with him constantly asking.
"Well, you're just going to have to keep bugging me then."

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   It was finally The Night. The night I'd dreamed and fantasized about since I first seen her from across the dining room. I'd cleaned my apartment spotless for the first time since moving to New York. I even mopped. I also went out after work and purchased a few things for the night before returning home. Candles, some extra bath towels, a toothbrush for her, and a sexy little midnight blue lingerie number I thought she'd look amazing in. I also went grocery shopping for dinner and I was crossing my fingers for breakfast as well. As I prepared the meal for tonight; garlic mashed potatoes, broccoli, and chicken, my cellphone rang on the counter. I grinned when I seen 'Angel' appear on the screen and I clicked her on speaker.
"Hey, Angel. You on your—"
"Tobias," The panic in her voice as she cried sent a sharp shiver through my body. I snatched the phone up and any sense of calm went away and was replaced by anger for whomever made her cry.
"Where are you? What's wrong?" I questioned in a panic. A protectiveness inside me taking over.
"I'm okay. I just need you, I need you to get me out of here. Please come and get me." She cried, making my heart ache in a way I'd never experienced.
"Okay, okay, Baby. Give me ten minutes. Text me the address." I turned off the burners and grabbed my car keys. Usually I never drove. Everything was within walking distance and I rather enjoyed the exercise. But I had to get to her, so driving was the only option.
"Please, hurry." She pled, her voice echoing on the other side. Maybe she was in a bathroom?
"Are you hurt?" I asked, shutting my door, not caring to lock it right now. She sniffled and my feet picked up speed. I couldn't bear her crying, it did something to me. Made me feel helpless.
"No. I'm sending you the address, now. But I've gotta get back out there so please hurry."
"No problem, Angel. Be there soon."
Upper East Side; Manhattan to be more specific. A place for the rich and powerful. The elite. I wouldn't have dared to think Sutton belonged anywhere else. She was elegant, classy, and clearly very well bred.
I pulled my shitty Impala to the address she texted me and eyed the glamorous tower. Before I could step out, she came running down the steps wearing a stunning long and elegant blush pink dress and a. . . Tiara? I could hardly process before she was in my car. Her dress was cinched at the waist and blown out around her legs.
"What are you wearing?" I asked, my interest piqued. Her make up was still intact but her eyes were puffy.
"Just please drive before they come out looking for me." She instructed, still upset. I drove and drove for what seemed like forever without a word from Sutton. She just gazed out of the window silently, and seemed to be millions of miles away. The large glistening diamond tiara on her impeccably styled updo had me questioning everything I thought I knew.
Finally, we arrived at my apartment. I shut off the car and waited for some kind of explanation.
"Sutton," I whispered. "Talk to me." That's when I realized she was crying. Her mascara had cascaded with her tears down her flawless face and rosey cheeks.
"Oh, Sutton. What is it?" I pried, unable to take the suspense. "Are you actually a Princess?" I dared to ask. She gave a breathy laugh and wiped a tear. She was a beautiful crier, which didn't surprise me.
"Of course not." She finally said.
"Then what is it?" She gazed at me for the first time since getting into my car. Her sparkling azure eyes and dark curly lashes had me experiencing a variety of emotions.
"I am to be married." My heart dropped at those five words and a lump formed in my throat but I refused to let her see me cry. I just stared blankly ahead, unsure what to say or how to feel. Was this the end? Was I losing her?
She sighed and took the dramatic Tiara off and unraveled her thick hair. Her dark silky tresses tumbled around her freely and I couldn't believe this could be the end.
"Please say something, Ace." She cried, looking just as helpless as I felt.
"I don't know what to say. I thought you were single." I mumbled out.
"I was! I am! God, the night we met, the person I was waiting for? It was some guy my father arranged for me. Some guy from a different family that will benefit my fathers pockets if we are to marry and merge our businesses. You see? He controls everything. Even who I'm supposed to love." She explained desperately. Outside it began pouring rain, the water pellets assaulted my car and splashed against my windshield.
"Tobias, this last week has meant absolutely everything to me. I was glad he didn't show up because I'd have never have met you." Jealousy and rage bubbled inside me and I smashed my hands against the steering wheel in a sudden loss of control. I hadn't even had her yet and the thought of her with somebody else was unbearable.
Sutton unbuckled her seatbelt and clambered into my lap effortlessly, despite her extravagant dress. She caressed my cheeks in her delicate hands and I felt hot with anger, and I dejected the way my heart weighed into my soul.
   "Look at me." She whispered, pulling my head up. I captured her sparkling eyes with mine and a tear escaped, I couldn't believe it. She wiped it away and gave me a sweet, warm smile. Her sweet scent assaulted my senses and I Inhaled, holding onto it. "I'm not going anywhere, Ace."
   "But you'll be married." I replied, gripping the steering wheel to keep me from touching her. She was already so close. And she smelled heavenly, as always.
   "No. I'll run away before that happens." She told me with such conviction. I took a deep breath, overwhelmed with the severity of things. And even then not for a moment did I consider running. "Don't give up on me, Tobias. I really want this. I want you."
   "How can you know what you want?" I asked as the raw hurt leaked into my tone. She drew back, maimed by my question. Thunder clapped above us, causing her to jolt in my lap and rattle my car.
   "I thought age wasn't an issue, Y- you, said it wasn't."
   "And it's not, I just need to know you won't change your mind." She shook her head frantically.
   "I won't hurt you. Why would I hurt the only person that makes me happy?" She drew back in and my blood warmed in a delicious way, the way it always did when I was around her. The electricity between us intensified and cracked like the thunder in the sky.
   "We have a lot to discuss," I whispered In a lousy attempt to get her to slow down. Her fingers curled into my mane and she clutched me closely, her lips teasing mine. She gasped as she pressed her breast into me. Her taut nipples reached out, begged me for stimulation.
   "I know," she breathed shakily. Her left hand traveled down my neck, finding a small patch of exposed skin on my chest. She played with my dark curls and goosebumps spread throughout my body. She reached out, capturing my lip with her teeth. I growled low in my throat and gripped her hair.
   She gasped at the suddenness. "Harder. . ." She pled. I balled a fistful of her hair and harshly yanked her back, exposing her neck. She cried out beautifully as I trailed my teeth along the column of her neck, digging just enough to give the desired effect. She squirmed a little and I tightened my grip on her. She didn't want to be treated delicately, so I wouldn't.
   "He will never touch you." I growled.
   "Only you," she promised. I tore apart the top of her dress, baring her firm, ripe breasts that spilled out of her purple satin bra. Her nipples tried to poke through, and her skin was nice and tight beneath. I took my free hand that wasn't tied into her hair and kneaded her nipple through the satin. She cried out and her body convulsed as thunder cracked in the sky again.
   "F-ffuuck!" She cried out, twisting and jerking trying to get out of my hold. I pinched her nub harder and finally got the fabric out of the way, making way for my mouth. I bit into her perfectly taut nub and procured a sharp scream from her throat. She was panting now, frantic with sensation. I flicked her nipple; once, twice, thrice.
   "Please, Tobias, that's driving me fucking crazy." She said crudely as her hands gripped my hair. I continued to flick and roll my tongue around her light brown nipple. She was smooth like silk and tasted as she always did: Sweet. She began grinding into me, giving friction to my already rock hard cock.
   "You drive me wild, so I'm driving you wild." I told her. "And watch your mouth." She laughed and thrusted out her breasts to meet my mouth.
   "Take me to your bed," she moaned. "I'm ready." I released her hair from my grip and opened my door so she could climb out. The rain was chilly and I could see her skin sprout into goosebumps. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the front door. We stumbled inside and already we were both completely soaked.
   "Get on my back." I ordered her. Her eyebrows crinkled together in confusion. "I don't want you walking up stairs in those neck breaking heels. Now, on my back." I repeated. She grabbed her dress that cascaded to the ground and lifted it up so I could get a peek at her cute feet in the heels. She jumped up and I held onto the back of her knees as I climbed the two flights. She giggled, kicking her feet as I reached the last step. I held her hand and led her down the hall to my apartment. She leaned against the wall as I opened it and she looked so relaxed it made me remember how uptight she'd been when we first met. She'd already came such a long way. She trusted me, opened up to me. I'd forgotten all about the food I was cooking for us before I received her call.
   "Hope you don't mind takeout." I shrugged as she laughed at me.
   "Never had it. I'm sure I'll like whatever, Ace." She looked around and walked further in. "I like it." She said as she got a look around. I made the best out of the space I had. A nice grey and blue theme that touched each of my rooms, and some pictures of my family and I hung on various walls. I had a large flat screen in my living room and lengthy windows that brought in some natural light behind it. And bookshelves. Tons of bookshelves.
   "Thank you." I responded, standing back as she explored freely. She peaked in my bathroom before she moved onto my bedroom where my full sized bed took up the majority of the room, only leaving space for a small dresser. She slipped off one sleeve, and turned to face me as she slipped off the other. Her dress fell and hooked around her ankles. Leaving her in the familiar bra and a matching pair of thongs. My eyes traveled down her toned body and my dick strained against my pants. She was easily a C in bra size. Not too big, not too small. Perfect. Her hair was damp and clinging to her golden honey skin and she was glistening from the rain.
   "Touch yourself." I instructed her. Her cheeks grew crimson and she teetered on her feet.
   "But—" I shook my head, cutting her off.
   "Now, Sutton." I ordered. She bit into her luscious lower burgundy lip and began touching her breasts. She tweaked her nipple twice before pulling down the delicate fabric and exposing her ripe set of tits. She grabbed hold of her full breast and squeezed, curling her toes and moaning in pleasure. With her free hand she found her pussy beneath her thong and she began rubbing at it in circular motions. Slow then fast. I stalked to her, restraining myself from losing control. As she played with herself I slid down her bra strap, unclasping it and letting it join her dress. I pressed my lips gently to her neck, then again to her chest. I knelt down and again pressed them to her inner thigh.
   "Oh, please!" She moaned, trembling against herself as she picked up speed. I hooked my fingers under the satin of her thong and pulled them down, baring her sopping wet lips. Her fingers pressed against her clit and circulated in a clockwise direction. I stood again.
   "What do you want, Angel?" I asked her.
   "You," she panted. "I want you inside me." I ran my hand along her arm as she continued to knead her breast urgently.
   "Shall I be gentle? It is your first time." My hand fell from her arm and I started gently touching her taut nipple with the pad of my finger. Her head thrust back and she cried out deliciously.
   "No," she gasped. "I don't know." Her blue eyes looked into my green ones and she smiled. "I trust you."
   I grabbed her arms and placed them behind her back so her breasts lifted up to meet my eyes. I sucked and nibbled them tirelessly as I fingered her tight hole, readying her some more. Her juices were warm and silky, and they splashed against my fingers making a creamy wet sound that was heaven to my ears. I couldn't believe how wet she could get. She was like a never ending waterfall.
   "Undress me, Baby." I instructed. This delighted her and put the brightest smile on her face. She undid my jacket and my linen efficiently, touching upon my body once they hit the floor. When she made her way to my pants she got on her knees and my dick responded at the sight, probing against my pants and making them tight. I sprang free once she pulled them down and her eyes widened in shock. She gulped and licked her lips teasingly. I waited to see if she'd touch.
   When her fist wrapped around my shaft I jerked in her hand. Her blue pools found mine and she stuck out her tongue, her intention clear. She took her free hand and guided one of my hands to her hair. I fisted her and easily pushed my cock into her inviting warm mouth.
   "Jesuuss. . ." I hissed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. She held the base of my cock and together we guided her mouth. I hit the back of her throat a couple times and she gagged, seemingly not minding. Her hot slick mouth nearly swallowed me whole. Her oral skills were out of this world.
   I gripped her hair harder as I neared my own climax.
   "Fuck my mouth, Tobias." She said. I gazed down at her, she was unbelievable. How did she exist? I held her head steadily between both my hands and began thrusting back and forth.
   "You like being my dirty little Angel?" I asked her as I pushed passed her gag reflex momentarily. She moaned and nodded and was eager to get me off. She bobbed her head quickly, sucking me like I'd never been before. "My god. . ." I moaned, losing myself in her completely. I pushed past her reflex again and blew my load into her hot mouth and she took it like a champ. I got her on trembling legs and rubbed my thumb over her wet swollen lips. I then kissed her passionately, rolling my tongue over hers and biting into her lip.
   "That was incredible." I said breathlessly in between passionate sloppy kisses. I picked her up and threw her on the bed. She squealed and giggled and I joined her, crawling between her smooth legs. She wrapped her arms around me and latched her lips to mine again. I pulled a condom from my miniature side table and rolled it onto my thick shaft as her mouth roamed down my neck. When I was through I skimmed my fingers along her inner thigh, enjoying how her muscles quivered in need and anticipation. I hoisted her legs around my waist and gazed down into her eyes as I guided my cock to her entrance. I circled her hole and then gently pushed inside her incredibly tight, wet cunt.
   "Ohmygod. . ." She shuttered, her body shaking and her pussy tightening around me, leaking instantly. Fuck, that was incredible, she had already released. Her mouth popped open and her eyes closed in a delicious concoction of pain and ecstasy. Her body was slick against mine, her nipples hard points as they dug into my chest. When my cock was buried inside of her completely I burrowed my head into the crook of her neck and let her accustom to my girth.
   Sutton whimpered beneath me and I asked if she was okay. "I'm perfect now please fuck me, Ace." She replied in a sweet sultry tone. I chuckled and did as she asked. I thrusted deeper into her, procuring moan after moan. Finally, I began handling her like I always had wanted: Rough.