Touching the Heart of Ace

I was sucking up to him and we both knew it. Here we were at the entrance of our building looking at the bushes because I requested him to. Yes, requested.

I knew when not to push him and I had pushed him to last a life time. It was not every day a Russian Mafia family points their gun at you. My hands unconsciously tightened on his neck. And his hand under my... well, his t-shirt rubbed my stomach in a soothing way.

Oh, I was no stupid, there would be repercussions... serious ones. But no one said I could not butter him up to lessen the intensity.

??Let us go to our home??? He mumbled on my cheeks.

??Will you take me out tomorrow??? I was not lying when I said I was dying in that room cooped up all day.

He stared at me for very long time but I did not back off.

??Yes.??

I smiled, and leaned to his neck and he picked me up again. People around us were staring because not a second before I was running like the demon was chasing me. They were not wrong.

I could feel the change in Robbie the closer we were to our room, I was so going to get it, I thought. I nibbled my lips trying to find a way to get out of this unscathed.

??They were nice.?? I tried.

??They were.??

I gulped. He was calm. Way too calm, and I knew how dangerous, calm Robbie was.

I dropped my head back to his neck and he pecked my forehead.

The mafia family was kind, they shared their food with us. Robbie and I were uncomfortable stealing their family time, he did not even spare me a glance when I fixed a plate for him. But they were really homely and we discussed lot of issues our better halves put us through.

That reminded... ??Did you also put a tracker on me???

I only noticed the slight twitch of his ear because I was practically licking it by talking.

Deep breaths Ace, you are already in shit load of trouble, we can scream at him after he is done with us.

??Yes.??

Deep breaths, remember, deep breaths.

He did not put me down until we were at the bedroom. I had set the timer on the shower or else the water loss might be so severe.

I looked around the room, he had changed everything I had asked him to change. No photos, no videos, we kept the projector for movie time, Robbie had put cushioned sofa chairs at every corner - because he was not joking when he said my staying at the corner broke his heart...

??Are you thirsty? You must be thirsty.??

How could his hold on my neck be so strong but so gentle at the same time?

??R... Robbie...??

He removed his clothes off me with extreme care. He brushed his hands slowly all over my exposed body. Was he seeing me naked for the first time?

His eyes held wonder, pain and love? No, that was not love, I loved him and I was projecting the feeling onto him. He did not love me. He loved my body, loved my warmth, but not me.

??So pretty.?? He whispered secretly to my ears.

I wished if he was angry, if he shouted, I could keep my anger too, but he was not and I was a bit scared truthfully.

Not scared that he would harm me but... I was scared.

??Kiss me, baby.??

??Robbie...??

??Shhh... show me your tongue.??

I did not like when he smiled like this, it was not a smile because his eyes were hard as steel. My tongue slowly peeked out, just the tip between my lips and he stared... stared... stared and pecked it. ??Angel???

??Yes, Robbie???

??Am I a good kisser???

My whole body was blushing. I loved his kisses. I got drunk by them if it lasted more than a few seconds. They were my Achilles?? Heel. The night of his wedding, he stole my virginity because I got bewitched by his kiss. The thought of Robbie kissing me, elated my heart.

??I asked you a question, Angel.?? He whispered, not a bit of his anger seeping through and I shivered.

??Yes.??

??Good, keep your mouth open.?? And he was waiting, and I opened them a bit.

??Wider.?? A bit more.

??Wider till it hurts your cheeks.??

??Robbie, please... I...??

??Shhh.?? He pressed his index finger on my mouth. ??Wider.?? He insisted.

And I obeyed him, until my cheek muscles hurt. He took a step away to watch my humiliated state.

??Keep them like that, Angel.?? Then he slipped his tongue inside me. I tried very hard to keep them open but I got bewitched again. My fingers coiled in his hair, his hands tightening around my waist and I was floating, to the music of my moans.

God! He was so strong, he could break me like a twig and the lust intensified. How could he ask me if he was a good kisser! I never really kissed anyone like this. Pecks on lips and cheeks are not kisses. This! This right there, the copulation between our tongues, that was a kiss. The coldness of wall made me shiver. He almost took his tongue away but I coaxed it deeper into me. My lips were tender and I loved that. He bit my tongue and I mewled. I loved he lost control on my mewling but not this time. And my heart hurt. I rubbed my tongue over his teeth begging for a bite and got one. But he was not responding to my mewling; he loved me mewl.

I let him play with my wrists, tugging on them hard, his hands gently squeezed around my neck, why did he not go crazy for my mewling. He told me several time how he loved my making desperate sounds. He ripped himself away from me and I almost cried. I tried to walk to him, seeking his warmth and strength but... I could not move.

The Hook!

My wrists were bound to that hook.

??YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!?? Fuck him! Fuck him!!! He... HE!!!

My whole body was suspended on the hook; my toes were bend on the floor or my arms would be on great pain, I was stretched and my body movements were limited. Yet, I tried to kick him and he chuckled, he fucking chuckled.

??YOU!!! AAAHHHH.??

??So gorgeous.?? He announced. He slowly undid his clothes, revealing his tight muscles, the V to his manhood and I turned my face away.

Bastard!

I expected a lot of things, him fucking me senseless against the wall being the prominent one, but he sat on the bed watching me, leaning on his arms, head cocked to the side.

What was he seeing? I never believed when I heard he had a poker face, but this was his poker face because what the fuck was he thinking!!!

I was not going to beg him to let me loose, because he was not going, why waste my breath.

??Angel.?? I tried to ignore him but the bastard waited until I looked at him. I firmly tightened my lips.

??I do not think you understand.?? He continued, not bothering for my reply. I was confused.

He plucked a rose from the vase on the nightstand. He swirled it in his fingers, deep in thought.

??Angel, I do not think you understand.?? I tried to ask him what he meant but he pressed his forefinger on his lips to silence me.

He was pacing in front of me, playing with the rose. He rubbed the petals on his lips. ??There is a part of you that believes...?? he waited ??...you have a life without me.??

He searched my eyes, and I had no idea what he found. Of course, I had a life without him. One day he would leave me and I would fall in love with someone else, I would have a baby of my own and we would live without each other in our lives. Would he remember me?

??I...??

??Shhh.?? He tapped the flower on my lips. ??Shhhhhh.?? His eyes were skittering on my face. ??Your beauty takes my breath away.?? He pecked my cheek.

??Baby, my Sweet Angel, there is no getting away from me.??

I gulped rapidly.

I did not want to think about what he was implying. He was just joking. This was a fling. We would stop, one day. One day he would forget to come back for me, he would one day stop fucking me and I would fade away as an erotic memory.

Like one of the favourite toys that fell under our bed and forgot to be picked up again.

??There is no escaping me, love. You can run, I will be breathing down your neck. Do whatever you think you can do; I will be the one you crash into.??

I didn??t want him to. He was staring a family, I wanted a family too. A loving husband, an adorable child or two and our amazing cosy home. I did not want to be chained to a hook for rest of my life to be fucked, when he was done being good husband - good daddy.

??Tha...??

??Shhh. No, my love. You do not talk. You do not talk about this. Do you want to cry? Go ahead. Scream at me? Curse at me? Want to call cops? F.B.I? Do it. I do not mind, my pretty. I do not mind. I insist that you do. More people knowing about you being mine, happier that makes me.?? He rubbed his lips onto mine, and a tear left my eye.

??You think; this is all fun. Which is true, it is fun. But, baby, this fun is the only ??fun?? you get for rest of your life. Your fun is with me. No one else. If you get scared if someone might come and take this ?? fun?? away, I can kill them. No worries. Just tell me. Better yet, don??t tell me. We could make it funnier.??

Tears dripped down my face. I hated him so much. I hated him so much for making me love him so much.

HATE HIM ACE!!! HATE HIMMMMMMM!!!!!!

??Cry, baby. Cry all you want. Here, let me drink it off you.?? And he did. Slowly sipping on my tears and kissing and smiling.

His fingers tickled me. I was shaking so bad. I was scared, but I was not. I was hating him but I was not. I had no idea what I was feeling and it was driving me crazy.

??Bastard.?? My shout came out as a whisper.

??Yes, my love.??

?? You... you...??

He smiled. ??Yes, it is me. It will always be me.?? He placed his face on my shoulder, looking adorable and kind and I knew he was anything but...

?? You are so precious.?? His eyes warmed and love was dripping in his words. ??You are so adorable, my kitten. I want to keep you safe, sometimes even from me. You are so cute, when you pout.?? He kissed my forehead. ??My Angel.?? A sharp slap fell on my cock and I screamed.

What? What? I was trembling. What was that?

??You sleep like a baby, Angel. So tiny and I want to wrap you in my arms and rock you.?? Another one right on my tip and I screamed.

No! What was I feeling! It was driving me nuts. His words were honey dripping but he was abusing my body.

??Do you love going outside so much? I will take you out, I am sorry, baby, for not listening to you earlier. Say you forgive me.?? Another hard slap on my balls and I jumped involuntarily. ??Say you forgive me.?? He insisted with another slap.

??I forgive you.... I FORGIVE YOU... PLEASE.??

??Thank you, my Angel. My beloved.?? He kissed my nose. ??You are my most valuable possession. Tell me you are my most valuable possession.?? He was rubbing gently on my privates. ??I am your most valuable possession.??

??Yes, you are, baby.?? He chuckled cutely to my ears. Did I dream about the slaps? Was he always this tender?

I screamed again. It was not pain, I wished it was pain. It was something else.

What was he doing to me?

??Robbie...??

??Yes, Sweetheart.??

??I... I...?? I had no idea.

He was so handsome. Robbie...

He pecked my cheek and the feeling on my lower half exploded but I did not scream, I stared at him. I wanted to be fucked by him, he could fuck me all the time he wanted.

??Robbieee...?? I rolled my pelvis for that feeling he was giving me.

?? You have the most alluring eyes.??

?? You like my eyes???

Say, you love them, bastard. Say you love them more than your fucking wife.

I could be what she was and more. I knew you how you loved to be rough.

You can go all rough on me. Unlike her, Robbie...

??I love your eyes.??

Yes! Fuck YES! HE LOVED MY EYES. MINE!!! MY EYES!!!

His finger trailed down my chest and my eyes followed it.

My hardness was angry, red and tight. I smiled at it.

Good boy, you are for Robbie. If he wrecks you, you allow it, yeah?

His finger slowly lowered the head down, but my cock fling back to my stomach when he took the finger away.

??TELL ME YOU ARE MINE!!!??

He shouted.

There! His control snapped.

I loved that he was fucking crazy for me. FOR ME!!!

I slowly moved on the wall, his eyes crazy, he was fucking crazy, I made him crazy!

ME!!!

I did not reply him, I loved when his mad eyes could not get my image enough.

??FUCKING TELL ME YOU ARE MINE??

His finger roughly found their home in my channel and I squeaked. So good!!!

?? Tell me you are mine, I beg you Ace, tell me... Please, tell me... Sweet Baby JESUS, PLEASE FUCKING TELL ME!!!??

His eyes were filling with tears and I loved that. It was not his wife that brought the beast out, it was me. I could see him struggling to contain his roughness in. But, I wanted him. I wanted that feeling all over

my body.

His fingers inside me were angry.

Was he angry? He should be angry. I wanted him to be angry. Angry Robbie gave me what I wanted. He forgot everything except me. He would remember only me. Not the bitch he knocked up!

ME!!!

He was harder that I was.

Good.

??ACE!!! TELL ME YOU ARE MINE NOW.??

He was panting, struggling very very hard not to give into his instincts to wreck me.

Awww... Poor Big Baby! Do you think you have a chance? If I wanted his beast, I will get his beast. His wife could die for all I cared. He yearned for me.

I licked my lips and the tears were saltier. I loved my salty tears. I crossed my thighs together and the pain intensified in my hole.

??Am I yours, Robbie??? I whispered, looking up at him innocently.

All I heard was a scream.