The Heart Of Ace

Chapter 27

We had fun. We went sightseeing. Watched a movie, holding hands. We left early because I was not enjoying it. So we went to an art gallery. It was fun. We laughed and smiled.

But as the darkness seeped in and sun escaped, the tension between us was so thick. His touches started to have another meaning. We were circling each other. Our laughter and smiling stopped and we walked side by side, without saying much. Every touch was firing up my nerve endings.

His fingers were drawing circles on the back of my hand. Robbie took me to dinner after shopping. The food, as delicious as it was, could not make me forget the man in front of me. A fine specimen of a male which made my insides a mush. He was so hot I was afraid I would combust. His broad chest, thick arms that could squeeze me to death, always handled me with so much care when he was not a beast...I licked my lips to wet them.

The moment he switched from a caring lover to a predatory animal was a sight to behold. I felt emotions tightening in my stomach.

The dessert was long forgotten in front of me. I wanted to sit on his lap and tuck myself away from outside world.

"Come to my room and rest." He held my hands.

How tempting! We both knew we were never going to rest if I were to step into his room.

"Please." He squeezed my hands.

I looked at him and I could clearly the storm brewing in his sharp eyes. A slight waver in my resolve, he could destroy me.

But wasn't I already destroyed by him?

Look at you, Ace, hard, needy and weeping for his attention.

Wasn't I expecting this invitation when he took me to the restaurant of the hotel he was staying. I knew. And here I was.

I took a sip of my juice. He linked his fingers into mine. His tan hand tightly wound around my pale one.

"I shouldn't. I have early classes." I tried. It was wrong to feel this way. I had to hang on my resolve and morals till they broke. And they always broke to his insistent demands.

His hands tightened around mine again. He was angry. His lips thinned.

"You are coming with me." I felt wetness between my legs.

Yes, Robbie, take me to your bed and make me forget that I am a sinner.

When he pulled me to my feet, put his hand on small of my back and gently steered me to the elevator, I understood how much I wanted him.

When a family climbed to the elevator with us and Robbie turned stone cold, I understood how much he wanted me.

I bit back a smile and turned my face away, catching my reflection in the mirror.

I looked sensual. I had my eyes hooded, lips red and my nipples were hard enough to dent my shirt. No wonder Robbie could not resist.

I caught Robbie watching, with those two worlds called eyes. It held promises now. Promise that he would wreck me. Promise that I would be nothing but a panting mess.

I walked into his room. He was just behind me breathing down my neck. They sounded laboured. I stared at him when he opened his door to his hotel room.

I was going to step inside a hotel room with a married man. No... Not any married man. A married man who I loved. Who I lusted after. What was I doing?

I was pulled into his room.

When Robbie kicked off his shoes and removed his socks at the entrance, I followed him.

The floor was cold on my naked feet but the shivers had nothing to do with it.

I slipped away from him when he tried to touch me. His hands swept in front of me in failure. I turned away from his heated gaze and took in his room.

I could hear him following me so close. When his hand touched my shoulder I gently removed it.

This was wrong.

I walked to the beautiful flower arrangement in the corner. I let my hands glide through the soft and delicate petals. I heard rustling of clothes behind me. I tried myself not to turn.

But soon a hand on my neck twisted me towards him.

He was naked.

I wished my eyes obeyed me and kept staring at his deep grey ones.

But...

He was a man. A man who was lusting for me. His broad chest which was adorned with thick dark hair, his abs tight and strong, the v of his waist was bisected with a hard rod which was touching his navel. He had a very nicely trimmed pubes, unlike me. I had epilated mine, now I felt inadequate.

God, he was hard. Real hard. Was he this hard all this time? Was he thinking of the nefarious things he could do to me in public? It was making me wet. I wanted him inside me so bad. I was twitching with need, I wanted that pain, that humiliation that only a demanding lover could give. I craved for it.

I was worried Robbie could see the wetness through my jeans.

His thighs were hard and bunched with muscles. His legs were hairy and thick. How could he find me attractive? I was pale, slender, hairless, flimsy... He was the epitome of male beauty.

And I was just me.

"I...sh... should nnn... not be he...here." I still had time. I looked at the locked door.

Robbie stood right in front of me obscuring my vision. He was all I could see. His strong, hard, naked body. He was all I could smell. His sweat was mine to savour.

"You should not be anywhere but here... with me."

He dragged my body to his and felt his frenzied kisses all over me.

"Robbie...please...we should not..."

I fisted my hands to the sides.

"I was waiting for this moment. To have you in my clutches. I was patient, now I cannot... Do you have any idea what I want to do to you and you walked right into me? Ace, my Angel, so innocent for my thoughts."

I felt him everywhere...He was devouring me...This was so wrong...

"Robbieee..."

He dragged my squirming body to his bedroom and pushed me to his bed. I tried some more to make him understand but...

But soon I felt myself melting deep into him searching for the same pleasure he was taking from my body. I heard him ripping my shirt, tugging my jeans and then he took a big whiff of my arousal.

I was wet and embarrassed. He could clearly see how much he affected me.

I watched as he ripped me off the soaked underwear and gave it a quick whiff and started thrusting his hardness into it. His hips moving obscenely in and out of my briefs while his eyes greedily taking my vulnerable form spread on his bed.

I covered my face with my hands. I could not... This was too much...

I heard a guttural growl and soon delicious pain invaded my whole body.