Summer

Longing

I could feel warm, rough hands running over my body causing me to gasp.

Those hands seem to grip me harshly but not so harsh that it hurt. They pulled me close, to see grey eyes that I couldn't seem to get enough of. Those beautiful wolf eyes that made my heart ache for him.

"Ace..." I sighed and leaned up to kiss his beautiful jaw, running my fingers through his thick silky locks as his hands seemed to move under my shirt.

"Fuck Summer..." I heard him sigh back as I opened mouthed kissed him across the jaw. "Summer...this isn't right..."

"I know..." I said but made no move to pull away from him. "But I don't care." And then we were kissing. Then we were pulling off clothes as fast as we could, trying not to break the kiss. I could feel his gaze on me, looking over every part of me. And it felt good.

I never wanted him to stop looking at me, to always run his hands over my body.

"Ace, I want you." I told him. "Please."

"But you want me too." My head looked from Ace's grey eyes to Brent's blue ones. Ace looked hurt and betrayed as he looked at me.

"No I don't." I said but Ace was already pulling away. "Ace, no I don't."

But it was too late and suddenly there was Brent running his hands over my body instead, and Ace was nowhere in sight. Tears ran my face as I let Brent continue to touch me, but unlike Ace his touch wasn't warm. It was cold and empty.

I was cold and empty...

I woke up with a start, shooting up from the bed. I was breathing so hard that I had to take a few minutes to calm myself down and reassure myself it was just a dream. A dream that meant nothing. And once I calmed myself I got out of bed. Ace was gone again, and I decided to take a shower before we left.

But when I reached the bathroom the door was locked with the shower running on the other side. I knew it was most likely Ace. And for a second I let my mind run to him in there, imagining all the water dripping over his whole body. But I stopped myself because I reminded myself that he was an asshole. So I knocked and pounded on the door until the shower stopped. Then a minute later, the door opened to reveal a glaring Ace with a towel wrapped around his waist. I smirked at his pissed off face and went to shove past him to take my own shower.

But he wouldn't let me move past him, blocking the doorway. And I wanted to shout in frustration because nothing was ever simple with this guy. He always had to make every little thing a big thing. But I took a deep breath to calm myself down, and tried to move around him which as you guessed didn't work. He hadn't said a word and was still glaring at me. I could feel my face heat up again under his gaze.

And I couldn't understand what it was. Why everytime he looked me, really looked at me, my face grew hot because I would imagine what it would be like if he fucked me. But I couldn't let him get to me and I had to shake off my dirty thoughts.

"What?" I finally expressed my frustration. "Just let me shower!" With you, I wanted to say but I kept my mouth shut. God what was with me today, after the dream I had I wasn't sure if I really wanted him or if it was all fake. But my thoughts keep drifting off to what it would be like if he really did touch me.

"No time." He said after staring at me for what seemed like forever, and the look on his face made it seem like he knew was I thinking about.

"Excuse me?" I asked in disbelief, wondering what his problem was. It was too early in the morning to be this stubborn but yet there he was. Being the most stubborn fucking person I had ever met.