Poisoned Love

26. More Than Friends But Less Than A Couple

Warning: This chapter contains sex language. If you don't like that, kindly skip to the next chapter. I won't warn again, this story is in the mature section anyway...

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My eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"I thought we agreed on being f-friends?" I say and for some very perplexing reason, the word felt foreign on my tongue when it came to Ace. The patience was running low between us. We both wanted this.

"I can't be just friends with you, Lydia." He says and my heart flutters when he says my name. My name rolled off of his tongue so tastefully. I wanted to ask further questions, but Ace had a certain way of shutting me up.

The next thing I knew, he had slammed his lips to mine and nearly knocked all wind from my lungs. I hardly had a moment to react before he pressed his tongue to the seam of my lips and, at my grant of access, delved inside my mouth.

The kiss was steamy and I was pushed on top of the counter. At that moment, I couldn't care less about how cold the concrete felt against my legs. All I cared for was having Ace.

I felt as if the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below my ear, his thumb caressing my hot cheek as our breaths mingled. I ran my fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us and I could feel the beating of his heart against my chest. I know for a fact that he liked feeling my breasts against his chest.

He pulled away for a moment.

In that split second before his touch, every nerve in my body and brain is electrified. It's the anticipation of being together in a way that's more than words, in a way that's so completely tangible.

"Let's head up to my room." He says and I nodded like a fool. I was about to step down but he pushed me back onto the counter, planting one last kiss on my lips. Then he lifted me off of the counter and carried me upstairs bridal style. He kissed me when we reached the hallway and I could care less about the people chattering about us, it was mostly about Ace only, and how quickly he's 'moved on'. I was too intoxicated by the alcohol and Ace that I didn't understand what that meant.

Ace kicked the door of his bedroom open and I was way too taken away from this planet that I wasn't able to see anything. He placed me on the bed so gently and I inhaled a sharp breath as he pulled on the hem of my dress, sliding his warm and large hands on my inner thighs. His hands trailed up, touching my core and I gasped in his lips. He let out a faint chuckle and started his gentle assault by kissing my neck. He pulled my dress upwards so that my legs were exposed now. Sure enough, soon enough, the dress was already pooling at my feet and I looked down at my body, covering my cleavage.

He takes my wrists and puts them to my side as he climbs over me, his elbows pressed up on the bed so that he doesn't sit over me.

"Your body is beautiful." He whispers. "Holy shit, Lydia." His tone is much raspier than I had ever heard it be and it was the sexiest sound ever. I threaded my fingers hungrily in his hair and a soft moan escaped his lips. He kneeled down and placed a small kiss on my forehead. He was about to unclasp my bra but I shook my head lightly. He immediately stopped. I couldn't decide whether he looked
more disappointed or concerned.

"Can we do something else?" I asked, biting on my lower lip. He caresses my cheek and stroked my skin with his thumb.

"Sure, what do you want to do?" He asks, looking at me in the sweetest and most understandable way possible. I didn't believe he could get anymore adorable than he already was.

"I don't know." I'm not experienced at this.

"Oh..." he says and pauses for a second to recollect his thoughts as he laid on top of me, trapping me between his muscular knees and arms. "are you-"

My silence gave him the hint. He didn't seem judging or weirded out, which honestly surprised me so much. He immediately leaned over and opened a dresser, handing me a black shirt of his. I looked at him quizzically but threw it over my head anyway and pushed my now tangled hair out. The shirt smelled like him, minty and an exhilarating scent of cologne.

"What is this?" I asked him. He pulled the hem of my shirt a little higher so that my underwear was showing. I felt so naive.

His hand went down to my underwear where his forefinger slowly circled and traced the shape of my vulva making my clitoris harden and point through the cotton of my chaste underwear. I can feel a puddle forming in there. I felt indescribably erotic sensations. My toes curled and I let out a groan of pleasure. My hips involuntarily lifted off of the bed and fell back down again.

"You're so wet for me, baby." He mutters in my ear and I shivered. My vision was blurred and I squinted. He tugged at my underwear and I opened my legs, giving him access to slide it down. He stripped me out of my underwear and this the first time anyone has seen me naked. His dirty words throughout it all made it even better. My core was dripping wet and so hot. When he finally dipped his first finger into me, I reared up into his hand because by now I wanted more though I didn't actually know what more was. He carried on teasing and withdrawing not going deep just circling and dipping.

"I'll put two fingers in okay?"

Soon, as my breathing quickened, and I began to moan, he added a second finger and dipped a little deeper. I pushed against his hand thrusting him into me. I wanted his fingers deep inside me so when finally he slid them all the way in as I was digging my nails on his back as hard as I could I came moaning loudly as I did.

"Damn, Lydia. You're so fucking tight."

I was too intoxicated to speak.

He dipped his head down and stuck his tongue in, doing all kinds of motions and sucking, swiping and licking. It felt amazing. I couldn't get enough of it.

After a long period of moaning, sweating and breathing quickly, I fell onto the bed defeatedly and Ace lied next to me and removed his shirt and pants. He was only in his plain black boxers. This is my first time seeing him shirtless and I cannot say I don't like it. I'd love it if he was always shirtless. He pulled me onto him and I leaned onto his shoulder, I can feel his chest rising and falling, same as mine. His hands wrapped around me and pulled me closer, making my tension ease. I felt incredible. Scratch that, I felt myself. I thought that after this, I'd feel like a whole other new person but no, I felt like the pieces were finally forming together and as if I belonged here.

"How was it?" Ace asks and I lean more into his chest.

"Breathtaking." I answer and truly mean it. No one has ever touched me and made me feel the way Ace did. I was astonished by what he can do to me and how quickly my body responds to him.