Interrupted Heart

14 | NO TURNING BACK

I only wish that this had happened sooner.

These confessions had laid heavily on my shoulders.

If I had told him how I really felt years ago, would the last few years of my life have been different?

That ship had sailed now.

All that I could do was live in this moment.

Ace's warm hand snaked around my waist as my breathing became erratic. Pulling me in closer, I expected him to randomly crack a smile and tell me that this was all one massive joke. The neutral expression on his face proved to me how serious he was and that he felt how I had been feeling for as long as I could remember.

My own personal waterfall began to run as I yearned for the feel of his lips. I tried to remember how they felt the last time and just looking at them I knew that I needed to experience them again.

Without anymore hesitation, Ace captured my bottom lip in between his, making sure that his release of it was slow and torturous and this heightened my evident desire for him. It didn't take long for my lips to respond to his and soon I was unknowingly walking us back to the couch.

I straddled his lap after I gently pushed him back on it, the thin material of both of our clothes made his lust for me very hard to ignore. His growing bulge rubbed against my core as I slowly rubbed against him.

Why did this feel so right and natural?

This is how it's supposed to be.

Before I could even doubt where this was heading, Ace's large hands cupped my behind and he pressed our bodies closer together. Our tongues continued to massage one another as I ran my fingers across his surprisingly soft beard. His hands rose up my stomach underneath my clothing and soon his fingers came in contact with my uncovered breasts. Although I was big chested, it didn't stop me from going around bra-less when I had the chance. Sagging boobs were a natural part of life. If they ever became a problem, I would fix them.

My breath caught in my throat as Ace lightly grazed his fingers over my hardened nipples. His small touches made my body react in an unfamiliar way. Not even once had Shae made my body enter a sexual state by just his single fingertip. Now I understood why Ace had been a ladies' man for all these years; even before his international recognition.

Ace pulled away from me and started to lift my hoodie up. I stopped him realising what I looked like underneath. I had dark stretchmarks engraved around my stomach which had appeared in the last few weeks due to its growth and then rapid decrease in size. I didn't want anyone to know what I had been through so making sure that Ace didn't see them would be the best choice.

"What's wrong?" I looked away from him as he tried to search my eyes. I opened my mouth to try and give an answer but no words left my lips. He cupped my face in his hands forcing me to look at him. His captivating eyes locked in with mine and all I wanted to do at this point was for him to continue ravishing me.

Ace looked down at my hands that were stopping him from undressing me and he somehow clocked on to what I was hiding. Still holding on to me, he leaned forward and grabbed the universal remote from the coffee table. The room became dark as he turned all of the lights off. The beaming city lights, being the only source of brightness, illuminated his face making him look angelic.

By switching off the lights, he was trying to make me feel comfortable. It was as if he knew what I had been through and how Shae had treated me in the past. The fact that he knew none of that made his action a thousand times more sweet. He didn't need an extreme reason for him to do something caring, unlike Shae. Real gentlemen didn't need radical reasons.