Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 18

Guys, this chapter is troubling. Ace is going through some self- depreciating thoughts. Please skip this chapter if it triggers you, this chapter only showcases the nature of their relationship and would not affect the rest of story if skipped.

This chapter has taunting and possessive words. There is depiction of invasion of privacy and severe non-consensual body touches.

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I sobbed hard onto my knees.

Why was I like this? Why was he like this? What was I thinking?

I wished everything was a dream. And when I woke up, I was away from him and he was with his family.

'I am with my family. I am home. You are my home.' I sobbed harder. He was so cruel, lying right on my face, so he could... and I let him, knowing he only wanted one thing from me.

The pain on my body was nothing compared to the pain in my heart. I hated this.

Why couldn't I love Tristian? He was sweet, kind and considerate, but my stupid heart wanted the one who was playing me like a puppet.

'Look at this, baby. You want me so much.' Sometime in the midst of our coupling he had stopped thrusting but I was seeking the pleasure on my own and he rubbed that on my face, asking me to scream his name if I wanted more.

I did!

I was so pathetic.

He even used my body when I lost my consciousness, because when I woke up he was still moving inside me, my whole body shaking to his unforgiving lust.

He was praying every time he was thrusting whispering my name over and over again, as if he could not believe it was indeed me who was writhing under him.

The man was passed out beside me.

Tired, sated and victorious.

I was broken down to pieces. He would not care about that. He would not care that I had to endure this alone. He wanted me and he got me. No, I handed myself to him, didn't I?

I swallowed my next sob when I felt movement beside me. I rubbed my tears away. I was not going to show how pathetic I truly was. I was not going give him that satisfaction of my humiliation.

Wetness dragged from the curve of mounds to my vertebrae. His tongue slowly tracing its path to the back of my neck, leaving tiny brushes of his lips as kisses. His warm breath fanned on my ears.

"You were so incredible, gorgeous." He rubbed his lips on my cheek slowly making its way to my lips. I turned my face away but he coiled his hand around my neck and his palm shifted my face to him and he took it himself.

He took the kiss like he owned my lips.

"I hope you are not so sore. Because, thinking about what we did before makes me want to do it again. So, fucking incredible. So tight, so warm. I could..."

His words were interrupted by his phone. He ignored it in favour of biting my flesh again but the person on the phone was persistent. "I want to be inside you for ever and ever. I love it when you milk me. So tempting and alluring. Your tiny buds begging me to give the pain they deserve. It should be illegal to be this sensual. You make me crazy. Crazy with need. One more ti..."

What if it was his...?

I swallowed the pain pushing in my throat.

Another ring.