B I T T E R

C H A P T E R EIGHT

The girls were just as happy as I was when I told them I would be meeting Aidan this weekend. I could always count on them to support me.

It meant a lot to me for him to reach out. He could've come around and not even have told me. He still had feelings. I mean how could he not? He promised he would always love me. It was the only thing I could hold on to.

A knock on my bedroom interrupted my studying. I expected my mother to come in since she was home. But then again, my mom never knocked. She just barged in because she "paid the bills around here".

"Come in," I said. Ace appeared in my doorway looking sexy as ever.

"Your mom is pretty cool." He chuckled.

"Oh, fuck you. I've been meaning to tell you that." I rolled my eyes, still upset from the morning's event.

"I deserve that." He nodded.

"If you think we're making out, you might as well leave now. I kiss no mouth that leaves me for another chick."

"It's not like that." He said calmly. Why was he always calm? I wanted him to get angry and yell back at me. I wanted to have a fight and make out right after.

"Oh please!" I scoffed. I wasn't about to sit around and let a boy make me look stupid. He was the stupid one!

"Charlotte, I came to you as a friend today. I need help with my math homework." He took his backpack off, but I was too angry to notice it sooner.

"Fuck! You!" I held up both of middle fingers.

"Please." He begged, stepping closer to my bed.

I stood on my knees and pushed his chest, "You can't make me look dumb and expect me to help you."

He gripped my chin with one hand and my butt with the other. Within seconds, he was on top of me and his tongue was in my mouth. I kept trying to tell myself not to let him take over me, but I was powerless under him. Not to mention, my body was craving his.

His fingers slipped into my underwear and grazed against me.

"You're going to forgive me." He whispered in my ear as he slipped two fingers into me. I loved a man that was dominant in bed. I moaned and gripped his back harder. My hands went up down and I was sure I was going to leave a mark. Meanwhile, Ace was sucking on my neck as he continued to move in and out.

"Who's daddy?" he asked.

"You are," I whimpered.

"Who?"

"You are," I repeated. I felt myself go over the edge and I moaned his name. I didn't want to be loud so I pushed my mouth against his shoulder to muffle myself. I came back down and breathed heavily against him. He smirked, proud of his accomplishment.

"Now, help me with my homework." He kissed my nose and started to shuffle through his backpack.

I was still trying to mentally pull myself together. I hadn't orgasmed in a long time and it felt amazing.

"Are you alright?" he asked. He must've noticed my face. I didn't know what was on it, but I know it wasn't normal.

"Yeah, that was just...,"

"Amazing, hot, sexy as hell? Next time, I want to see your face." He winked. Oh gosh, what was he doing to me? I was supposed to be trying to forget him because I was going to see Aidan. He wasn't supposed to waltz into my room and sweep me off my feet again.

"All this time, I thought you were a shy boy. You're a huge freak." I laughed. Ace was intriguing. I wonder what else he could do.

"I was shy at first. I'm not used to girls taking the lead when they flirt with me."

"Really? So many girls like you at school." I said in disbelief. Surely, some of them had to flirt with him.

"Like who?" he asked. Did he really not know or was he playing with me?

"Uh, Kady, Sharon, Heather, and probably more. Probably Caitlyn." I grimaced.

"Well I don't like any of them. If it makes you feel better, Caitlyn and I are just friends. You're the only girl I'm messing around with." He assured me. The fact that he just lied a little bothered me. There was no way I could confront him of what I saw in the courtyard without snitching on myself.

"Uh huh. You'd better not be messing with her. I'm no side hoe."

"With the way you orgasm, I want that all to myself." He smirked. He had to be joking. I convinced myself that he was. He couldn't possibly have a crush on me after he chose Caitlyn. Guys don't know that girls notice the little things.

"So let's get to that homework." I changed the topic. He took a seat at my desk and placed his worksheet on top.

"You can sit here." He pulled me into his lap. I sat on his knee and looked over the worksheet. I realized he was taking a ninth-grade math course.

"Algebra 2, really? This should be super easy." I had already solved some of the problems in my head.

"I'm not the smartest cupcake in the batter."

"If the cupcake is in the batter... what?" I laughed. Gosh, I really did like this stupid boy.

We worked through the problems together and by the tenth one, he was on a roll. I liked the way he looked when he was concentrating. Sometimes, we'd find ourselves looking at each other and then we'd laugh.

"Thanks, cutie. I understand a lot more now. Maybe you should teach my class. You'd be a hot teacher." He flirted. He bit his lip and I wanted to bite it too.

I cupped his face and kissed him, doing just what I wanted to.

"You always bite people?" he laughed.

"Your lips were calling my name."

"And you were calling mine earlier." He continued to flirt. Oh my gosh, he was so far from shy. I liked this side of Ace. I liked all of Ace.

I heard my door start to open and I jumped off Ace's lap and flew into my bed.

"Ace, it's getting pretty late. You should probably head home." My mom said.

"Thanks for having me over, Mrs. Anderson. And thanks for helping me with my homework, Char." He smiled. He shook my mother's hand before leaving.

"You look as if you've seen a ghost. Anyway, that boy is so nice." She swooned.

"Yup, definitely." I agreed.

"Alright, goodnight. Get some sleep, girl." She blew me a kiss and left my room.

I checked my phone and I had three texts.

Aidan: Sleep tight, baby. I love you

Ace: Goodnight, cutie.

Dad: Night Night, weirdo. Have a good day at school tomorrow if I don't see you in the morning.