~Ace
Three years earlier...
Sarah, she is amazing in every way. I understand that most relationships start as friendships, but I am dying to touch her, to kiss her, anything really. I am afraid I might try something and she ends this thing going between us. She has told me about her ex-boyfriend, and how he has treated her poorly. She has left out some details, like his name, where he lives and all that, not that it matters anyway. Why she has told me his story is still unknown to me, but maybe she has told me because she needs a friend by her side. So here I am torn between whether I should ask her out, or be the friend she needs.
But I have waited a month for the moment I ask her out, and today will be the day I will. There are two months left for summer, and she still hasn't decided whether she wants to go to Washington with her father and attend high school with me or to stay in Texas with her mother.
Her parents have been separated for over a year, and she is okay with that since she has been tired of listening to their continuous screaming and yelling. I still have a lot to learn about her, there are secrets to unravel, her soul to figure out. I still have more to love about her, and I need to be close to her to do that.
I have been helping her with help her with the paper that she would turn in if she decides to stay in Texas, and I hope that she doesn't stay in Texas and come back with me. I have been stalling. Taking my time with this stupid essay she needs to write. I need more time with her if she decides to stay.
"Good morning, Ace." Sarah plops down on my bed with her notebook.
Yup, she has been stopping by my house now and then. She claims that she loves my room and how everything is set. My heart couldn't have been happier that she feels happy whenever she is here.
"Good morning, Sarah." I type a reply to send to Eric but the phone is snatched away from me.
"I came." She says as she turns the phone off.
"Sarah, I need to text Eric," I say as I try and reach for the phone.
She lies on her back and raises the phone in the air, out of my reach, "Is it more important than my presence?"
"Of course not!" I say but still reach for the phone. "But it is really important."
She buries the phone under her back, and without thinking about it, I move my hand under her back, and I hover over her holding her wrist, above her head, with my other hand.
"You still say it's important." She says in a whisper.
I can't help admiring how gorgeous she looks beneath me this way. I can smell her, I can feel her warmth under me, I feel our breaths mingling. My eyes drop to her plump lips, and it becomes too much for me to resist, that I find myself already pressing my lips against hers.
I catch her off guard, but that doesn't stop her from moving with me. It is magic, the way her lips connect with mine. It is incredible. It is bliss on its highest levels, and I don't want to stop. This new feeling is beyond what words can express. I feel her breath come and go with mine.
She frees her hand from my grip, spreading her legs, she pulls me closer to her. Though there is no space between us, I still push my body against hers.
She places her hands in my chest pushing me slightly, and disconnecting our lips so that she could catch her breath. I waste no time and pepper kisses along her neck. She digs her hands in my hair keeping me close to her.
"Ace." She moans.
God, she moans my name. Just like that, it becomes my favorite sound.
"Say it again, baby." I whisper against her skin.
She hooks her legs around my thighs, and pushes me off her and at the same time, she flips us around.
She brings her hand to my neck and lowers her lips to my ear, "Ace." She nibbles on my earlobe.
"I've been waiting for you to make a move, and you finally did." She says as her hands travel down my chest and they move lower and lower.
"You did?" I move her hips positioning her where I need her to be.
She lets out a low whimper after I settle her down, just when I let out a low growl. Then she answers me, torturing me with slow rotations.
"Yes, it took you a month, you wimp."
I grab her hand pulling her down to me, "Wimp? You were talking about your ex-boyfriend. I didn't know if you were ready yet."
"Øh, I was ready."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that." I wrap my arms around her waist, settling her on the bed, "Will you go out with me, Sarah Hayes?"
She interlocks our fingers, "Yes, I will go out with you, Ace Myers."
"Can I text Eric now? He's the one who will get me something that I need for our date."
"You'll bring me a gift?" Her eyes light up like a little child who is lured in by a simple present.
"One that I know that you will love."
She squeals as she wraps her arms around my neck, climbing onto my lap once again.
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Five Words
RomancePeople don't actually care, they're just curious. That's what eighteen-year-old Ace Meyers has always thought when it came to people wanting to get close to him. Due to his past, people are judgmental, curious, rude, mean. He has never met someone w...