ACE.
My eyes snap open as I jolt awake. An icy shiver takes over my soul.
Brushing a hand over my face, I try to shake the exhaustion that clings to me. Releasing a long sigh, I cast my gaze downward to find Birdenes’ arm slung across my bare chest with her leg over my hip. Half of her body is over mine, and she is using me as her human pillow.
If she were one of my other girls, I would have rolled her over and turned my back to face her. I’m not the type of man who likes to hug.
There are no roses and chocolates with a happy ending in sight with these auction deals.
You bid on a number that just so happens to tickle your fantasies. You fuck her, feed her, house her, and give her some spending money to help pass the time.
But with Birdene, there is no urgency to push her off me.
If I’m to be brutally honest. I feel the complete opposite.
I want nothing more than to crush her small frame against my large body.
A few stray strands of her hair tickle my nose, filling my senses with her scent until I’m heady with desire and my head spins.
Mango and cream…
Fuck.
Every time I see or catch a whiff of a mango and cream. I’m going to be reminded of her.
Birdene Black.
I clench my jaw as my mind takes me back to her riding my hand in my office. Her flushed cheeks, eyes dilated with hunger and the soft sound of her moaning my name will forever be ingrained in my memory.
Whoever thought bidding on her and trying to fuck the innocence out of her was a good idea...
Needs a damn bullet between their eyes.
I... need a bullet between my eyes.
This girl will be the death of me. I’m already infatuated with her, and infatuation leads to obsession.
A trait I cannot afford to fuck around with at the moment. I have a plan that I need to stick with, and that is me sending her on her merry way back to her father after I’ve done with her.
I lied about helping her escape.
She is too important to my plans just to watch her walk away.
A small beam of moonlight peaks through the narrow gap in the blinds. It’s barely enough to make out the silhouette of my Little Birds’ button nose and her long lashes as they fan her high cheekbones.
Just by staring at her, I know she is going to become a weakness of mine. I have a sense she is going to make me feel like I am out of control.
Which can be potentially very dangerous for everyone around me.
Shit…
My dick is so hard it fucking aches. And all I can think about is how fucking good it will feel to slide my dick into her entrance. Feeling her pretty little cunt clench around me. To fill her with my cum, until it is dripping down her creamy white thighs.
Unable to control myself. I reach down and grip my cock. Squeezing the fuck out of it as I bite back a groan.
The vision of rubbing my cock along her wet pussy, coating my cock with her arousal before I push hard enough to enter her has me on edge.
All it would take is for me to roll her onto her back and take what is rightfully mine.
But the thought of her begging me to fuck her stops me from doing so.
I’m just going to have to jack off in bed with half her naked body lying on me as she soaks up my body heat.
Being careful not to wake her, I glide my hand up and down my shaft.
“Ace… Please…” She moans my name in her sleep. “Daddy…”
Fuck.
My cock jerks in my palm.
Having her call me Daddy should make me feel sick—perverted.
But it doesn’t.
It makes me hot for her, and the thought of me taking good care of her better than Jaxson makes my cock jerk in my palm once again.
Carefully, I shift, so my cock is against the heart of her pussy. There is nothing between us; nothing stopping me from slipping my cock inside her.
I won’t cross that line. But I have no problems lightly treading on others.
Birdene moves, rocking her hips against my cock.
“Ace,” she moans again, her voice husky from sleep.
I lower my hand, lightly gliding the pad of my fingers across her cunt. Gentle enough to feel how wet she is for me.
Gods all-fucking-mighty!
She is soaked.
I brush my fingertips across her pussy once again until they are slick with her love juice.
As my heart thumps in the nest of my chest, it takes all the willpower I possess not to fuck her.
I won’t. I keep telling myself.
Not until she is begging me to, and I want to watch her as she slowly takes every inch of me inside her.
For now, her arousal will have to do as I press the tip of my cock right up against the entrance of her pussy. Gliding it along the folds of her sex as I use her pussy to jack myself off.
I grit my teeth.
If I angle my hips a little to the right, I’ll be inside her.
Balls fucking deep.
Swallowing her name, my cock jerks as my balls tighten, and I shift the tip of my cock inside her, shooting my seed deep into that gorgeous pussy of hers.
The notion of knocking her up and sending her home crosses my mind.
I shift, scooping up my escaping seed from her pussy with my fingers. And I quickly push it back inside of her with a devious smirk forming on the corners of my mouth.
But then the prospect of my child being raised by a member of the black family quickly distinguishes that sick thought.
Caressing her cheek with the back of my hand, I make a mental note to get Alana to leave a morning-after pill next to a large glass of water on her bedside table for her to wake up and find.
I drop my hand from her face and close my eyes as I allow myself to drift back off to sleep.
Now that my cock is spent.
I should be able to catch up on a few hours of some decent shut-eye. Tomorrow is another day, and tomorrow night I’m going to need to be on my A game where Flynn Black is concerned.
I can’t wait to see that sick fuck’s face when he sees Birdene hanging off my arm like eye candy.
He's going to lose his shit, and I'm already giddy just thinking about it.
I stir when the sound of the curtains being drawn back releases me from the clutches of my deep slumber. The warmth from the early morning sun rays caresses the side of my face, and I roll over, groaning. “Just one more minute, please, Lucy…” “Mr. Ripley asks that you swallow the small white pill next to the large glass of water I have left beside your bed.” I jolt upright in the bed, dragging the sheet with me. My eyes dart around the room until they finally land on Alanas’. “Shit…” I exhale, brushing a hand over my weary face. “I forgot Ace now owns me for a month.” A soft smile graces Alanas' tiresome face. “If I may offer you one piece of advice, Ms. Black?” She says in a hesitant tone as she dips her head, knowing that she is about to speak out of context. Swallowing thickly, I stare at her. “Please. I need all the advice I can get.” I reply honestly. Lifting her chin, she steps forward and picks up the small pill that sits on a round saucer and the large glass of water.
As I reach Aces’ closed office door, I lift my hand and hold it in the air. I suck in three large breaths, and every time I releas them, I tell myself to knock. But it’s like my body is paralysed, and I cannot bring myself to take the leap and just… knock. Lowering my hand, I turn around and shake my head. I’m not ready to walk back in there after what happened between us last night. Deep down, I know if he demands me to do it again, I will. Not only because I’ve signed my body over to him for a month. But the sizzling thought of his fingers being rooted deep inside me as I fuck them with his gaze hot and heavy on mine, makes me weak at the knees. I’m almost twenty-one and Aces fingers are the only action I’ve ever had apart from my own fingers. I flinch when the office door opens, “running away from me already, Little Bird?” A hot shiver glides up my spine as his voice pierces my eardrums, which leaves them pulsing. I look over my shoulder, not meeting his gaze, and brea
ACE.The moment Birdene closes the door behind her, I grit my teeth to suppress the roar that is lodged in my throat.How dare she insinuate that I've borderline committed rape. If she had read the fucking contract, she would have known better than to hurl those fucking disgusting words at me.Rape.Do I look like a man who needs to take her virtue by force when I can walk into any club I want and have women falling at my feet? In groups.I swear… if her lips become looser, I will deliver her to Flynns’ front doorstep with a fucking pretty bow attached around her neck. As much as she intrigues me, she isn’t worth tarnishing my reputation over.Then there’s Alana.After all these years, she still has the backbone to go behind my back trading information for money with Flynn Black. After everything I have done for her, granted, she doesn’t know. But I have never given her a reason to believe that I am behind her husband's gutless actions.I’m not the bastard who put the gun in his han
The limo slows down as it reaches the front of the hotel where the gala is being hosted. Bright lights illuminate the dark sky as loud voices filled with laughter and chatter resonate through the atmosphere.Lowering my gaze, I nervously play with the sparkling, emerald green, satin gloves that match my evening gown and Aces’ eyes. I secretly hope he likes what I’ve picked out.I’m not sure if it was the gown or the colour that caught my attention first. But as I drew closer to it on the rack where it was sandwiched between a few other stunning gowns… I made my mind up then and there that this was the one that I would be wearing tonight.The sleeves and blouse are vaguely of a gypsy cut, all done in earthy greens and shades of black flecked with silver that seem to undulate on their own violation. The skirt consists of ruffled tiers of burnt charcoal that end in a ragged hem just above the ankle as if the seamstress had suddenly been called away before completing her task at hand.
Ace ushers me to a quiet corner, his gaze gives me a solid once over as he places his hands on my shoulders. “Breathe, Little Bird. You are here with me and I won’t let your uncle touch you.” He says in a low and grim voice. Inhaling deeply, I nod my head as I slowly register everything he is saying. “I hate that he has this effect on me,” I whisper, fighting back the torrent of tears threatening to escape past my tear ducts. “He’s mad… furious. I can hear it in his voice, and I know that if he can get me alone for even a minute, he will inflict a world of pain onto me.” Lifting my trembling hand, I place it over my racing heart and I close my eyes, counting to four. “Flynn won’t get the chance to corner you, Birdene.” He says through gritted teeth and I open my eyes to look up at him, realising that he has used my given name for the very first time since I have known him. And I can’t help but like the way it rolls off the tip of his tongue. “I want you to turn around.” Turnin
It’s been about three long and excruciating hours since Ace started to lead me around the room. Introducing me to multitudes of people who reek of money and power with a heavy dose of danger and chaos. Everything Ace said about this being a gala held for the underworld moguls was the truth. He wasn’t lying about my grandfather being in the Mafia either. And I don’t know how I feel about my grandfather any more. I'm confused and I feel like such a fool. How could I have not known? All these years I thought he could do no wrong in my eyes. Turns out, he had left a path of destruction in his wake during his younger days. He had a fascination for blood and sending his enemy's bodies home to their loved ones in pieces. Like… Jigsaw pieces. Who the fuck does that? The look of shock that blazed brilliantly in everyone’s eyes whom I had the displeasure of meeting as Ace introduced me to them as Birdene Black was evident as hell. They all asked the same questions, and I couldn
I turn my body around to face him. The feeling of having my back to him feels like I am offering it to a predator.He is. A. Predator.Adorned in an Armani navy-blue suit with a silk black tie peeping out of his suit jacket. The man who has been watching me all night stands before me with a psychotic look piercing his blue irises.Desperately trying to swallow the lump that’s lodged in my throat, I cautiously walk sideways; needing to create as much distance as I can between us. My fingers struggle to get a firm grip on the basin to help keep me upright as they shake, uncontrollably.“You’ve been watching me all night,” I state firmly, letting him know that I’ve noticed him doing it. “I don’t know who you are or what you want from me. But I can guarantee you that I'm not the person you are looking for.” A cruel tremor rides my voice as I speak.His left eye twitches and I yelp when he rushes toward me, clamping one hand over my mouth. His other hand firmly wraps around the base of m
A delicious shiver crawls up my spine as his words slowly begin to sink in. The thought of Ace losing control when he is buried deep inside me makes me wet. I can feel my growing arousal pooling in my panties, and it won’t surprise me if he and Blake can smell it as I lower the flimsy material over my hips.Ace steps forward, snatching my panties from my grasp, and he brings them up to his nose, closing his eyes as he inhales my cunt scent.“You smell just like you taste.”Walking towards Blake, he crouches in front of him and shoves my panties in Blakes’ face. “I’m a greedy bastard when it comes to my things. I don’t like to share. But just this once, I’m willing to let you in on why I refuse to share, Birdene.”Blake hesitantly leans forward with his eyes burning into Aces’ and he inhales deeply through his nose, eventually closing his eyes, too.A feeling of repulsion licks my feverish flesh. When Ace did it. I swear it was one of the sexiest acts I've ever seen or experienced.