Ace Valentino

Chapter Eight

ROXANNE POV

I shut the washroom door behind me, chuckling to myself. Who knew the most dangerous man in the world, the Ace of Spades, Ace fucking Valentino could be so submissive.

I mean 'yes ma'am' seriously, was his dominating persona an act, cause he is sure as hell wasn't fully a dom.

maybe he's a switch?

I shook my head, clearing my thoughts of the handsome man and stripped, getting into the bathtub.

Once I finished my bath and put on my silk robe, tying my hair in what I liked to call a 'towel burrito', I walked out of the washroom and into my walk-in closet.

Ace's clothes were already neatly put away into the empty side of the closet, and thankfully my clothes were not touched. I slipped my red silk tank top and matching silk shorts underneath my robe, stepping outside I saw Ace.

His hair was dripping wet, water sliding down his chiselled, tattooed chest and down to his v-line, I looked lower at his towel loosely draped around his chest, my eyes trailed back up his body and to his face, which was full of off amusement.

I snapped out of my daze, turning around and grabbing my laptop, I sat on the bed getting under my blanket and opening my kindle library, I needed to unwind after this stressful day.

I began reading a book called The Dare by Harley Laroux. In the corner of my eye, I saw Ace go into the closet and come out with just come sweatpants, which hung low on his waist. He walked towards the bed and got in on the other side, a lot of space between us. Good, it should stay like that.

No, it shouldn't believe, you know you want him.

My subconscious taunted, quiet. No, I don't. Nor will I ever, sure he may be hot as hell, but it's not like I wanted him to fuck me

sure, whatever helps us sleep at night.

I ignored my subconscious turning my attention back to the book. I could feel Ace's gaze on the side of my head, and I turned.
"What?"
"Nothing," he replied but continued watching.
"Then stop looking at me"
"No."

I rolled my eyes, lowering my brightness on the computer, as a smutty part came in the book.

“I can do whatever I want, angel. I can make you suffer all night and never give you release. I can spank you again just because I like hearing you scream - and you do sound so pretty when you scream.”

I was reading this with a straight face, and I looked at my invisible cameraman who I liked to call Joe. Damn. I needed to keep reading.

ACE POV

I watched her read something on her laptop, the screen brightness low, and her face straight. Curiosity edged my mind but I pushed it down and stopped staring at her.

Laying down I pulled the sheets over me and turned off the light turning the other way. I needed the sleep if I was going to deal with my stupid ass cousins asking me questions without beating them up.

"What the fuck. turn the light back on dude!" Roxanne said angrily, her eyes reading furiously of whatever was on the screen. "I need my sleep, deal with it." She only shook her head, and continued reading but not before saying "trust me, you're way past the beauty sleep thing."

"oh?" I asked, "Then why were you checking me out like I was your first meal in years hmm?"

"that's slick coming from you, you're the one staring at me like a creep."

she got us there.

I only shook my head not wanting to argue any longer and tried to sleep, though that was easier said than done.

ROXANNE POV

It was currently 2:04 am and I was still reading, Ace was asleep on the other side of the bed, and I kept telling myself after this chapter I would sleep, that clearly didn't work out.

I gasped loudly, closing my laptop for a minute, trying to process what the fuck I just read. Damn, this book was kinky.
I opened the laptop and kept reading, I let out a few 'holy fuck's' and some 'damnnn's' under my breath.

“See all this lovely, hot wax?” He tipped the candle slightly, so the wax accumulating inside its walls glistened and rolled. “I’m going to spread you apart, hold you open, and let this drip right onto your clit, since you want to touch so badly.”

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Wax? How does that even work, wouldn't that like, burn. I let out an involuntary squeal and slapped my hand to my mouth.

Ace stirred, "What the fuck happened?" His voice had a slight rasp to it that sent a shiver down my spine. He opened his eyes and sat on his elbows, looking around and squinting at the bright screen on my laptop.

"Why the fuck are you still awake? It's like 2 am, and- are you still reading?!"
I looked at him and scoffed "Don't attack me like that dude."

He narrowed his eyes at me, "Turn that off and go to sleep." he ordered. "what no! Who gave you the right to tell me what to do asshat."

"How am I the asshat, you're the one that woke me up with your stupid squealing." he snapped sitting upright.

"Ok, number one no. Number two I don't get why you're so pissed off, is it because you didn't get fucked or something? Like, calm your shit down."

His eyes widened slightly, and he clenched his fists tightly, "though considering you- I pointed to all of him- I doubt you'd get any girls anyway, let alone make them moan."

  I knew I was pushing it, but I wanted to see if he would do something. This was all pussy talk. I was reading and deprived of a good fuck, I saw his eyes turn a darker shade, and he cocked his head to the side.

Smirking he snatched my laptop off my lap and turned the brightness up. I leaped to his side of the bed trying to take it back, but he only grabbed my wrists and twisted them so I couldn't move. I tried to kick with my legs but he put his on top of mine to hold me down completely.

He read the page I was reading and then looked at me, a wicked smirk on his face. He tsk'd "well, well, well, angel" he chastised, using the nickname in the book.

"Is this what you do every night? I'm shocked, who knew you were such a freak?" I swallowed hard, but before I could say anything he pinned my hands above my head and pinned me to the bed, he got on top of me and looked at my perked nipples.

His deep chuckle sent vibrations straight to my pussy, as it throbbed. He leaned in close, and my eyes fluttered shut. Ace then pinched my sensitive nipple, twisting it through the cloth, and my back arched as I let out a whimper.

He pressed his clothed, hard dick against my crotch and moved upwards, slowly grinding on me. I bit my lip but instead, a moan slipped out. He let go of my hands and sat on his legs, looking at my clothed pussy, my legs spread out.

A spot of wetness seeped through the red fabric making it darker and Ace chucked sexily again. "looks like I can get a woman to moan, I even got you to whimper. And I didn't even touch your skin. Imagine what I could do with my-"

"shut up" I interrupted, kicking him slightly to push him away. His smirk turned bigger and he shook his head, "go to sleep like a good girl for me, yes?"

I nodded. Fuck.

His eyes twinkled with amusement as he slid back into the covers and closed his eyes. I sat there for a minute, processing what the hell just happened.

you don't want him to fuck you. right. and I'm not a figment of your imagination.

Fuck you, I snapped at my subconscious. Getting under the covers I tried to sleep, imaging exactly what he suggested.

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Really long chapter, lmk how y'all liked it. 1397 word count.

The Dare by Harley Laroux is a pretty good book, I recommend it if u want a rly quick smutty book.