Page 103 of His To Claim
I slip into the dress and the fabric feels amazing against my body, the cool satin flush against my heated skin. Of course it fits me like a second ski, but the thigh high slit on one side makes me slightlyuncomfortable yet feel sexy at the same time. My makeup is as simple as possible with just a hint of mascara and black liner framing my eyes with a bright red lip to complete the look. I did little to my hair, leaving it down with just a few curls framing my face..
Looking in the mirror I almost gag at my reflection. I look so much like her it sickens me.How am I supposed to live with the fact that I look so much like the woman who brought me into this life only to leave me behind?
A burden is all I was to her and I’m sick to my stomach at the fact I’ll probably be seeing her tonight. I grab the same pair of gold heels I wore for the masquerade ball and slip my phone into a small clutch before heading out the door and into the dark, chilly night that awaits me.
Once I’m at the front steps of the girls’ house, an eerie silence surrounds me now that everyone is off campus for the holidays. I expect a car to pick me up to take me to the Servite’s, but I find Ace hiding in the shadows beneath the trees directly in front of the house.
He looks breathtakingly handsome in an all-black suit that fits him perfectly, his hair combed in soft dark blond waves atop his head, sharp jaw clean shaven, and his ink hidden away.
Ace watches me as I walk toward him, a raw and carnal heat radiating off of him as his eyes roam over me taking me in. I blush at the intensity of his gaze and a small smirk appears across his lips when he notices. The anticipation is killing me as I step right in front of him and inhale a deep breath, holding it in as he continues to stare, not saying a damn word.
His eyes are a dark blue that mirrors the night sky above us and when his brows crease slightly, I let out the breath I was holding and move to walk around him, heading to the car I see parked on the street behind him.
I barely make my way around when he reaches out to grip my waist, turning me flush against his body. My mouth at level with his chin, my chest flat against his, our erratic breathing mimickingone another. We are like that for a few moments before I gain the courage to tilt my head up and look him in the eye. I stand straighter, bringing my face level to his as his tongue reaches out to lick the space between our lips.
“You’re exquisite, Red. Every inch of you is flawless.” My breath hitches at his candid assertion. “This dress, how it effortlessly hugs every curve of your body.” He runs his hands down my back and reaches around to grip my ass. “The way your dark hair contrasts against porcelain skin.” Moving his hands back up he tugs on a strand of my black hair pulling my head back slightly to look at him. “Your plump red lips I can’t wait to taste once again.” He runs his tongue across my lips, biting down slightly as he crowds me, his forehead coming down to lean against mine and his eyes looking deep into mine. “And those hypnotizing blue eyes, I want to lose myself in, drown in. Everything about you is perfection.”
He closes his eyes slightly. “Ace,” I moan into him as I crush my lips to his, our mouths fighting to take control of one another. It’s as if the earth is trembling beneath me when I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer to me until our chests are pushed so tight against each other I need to pull away from his lips to breathe. He reaches for me, gripping my ass tightly and I jump to wrap my legs around his waist as he walks us backward until my back slams against the cold metal of the car behind us.
I groan in pain. “Fuck,” he growls as he reaches a hand around to lift me once again and carries me over, setting me down on the hood of the car. With a sharp push, he uses his legs to spread mine apart, the fabric of my dress stretching out until it nearly tears.
“Ace, please,” I plead, but I’m not sure what I’m asking for.
A slight look of anguish appears on his face as he pushes the material up my thighs until it’s scrunched up around my waist. Reaching a hand around my waist holding me in place, his other comes to land against my thigh and he moves it further until it lands against my soaked thong.
The moment he feels the heat radiating from my center, awicked smirk takes over and fuck me if it isn’t the sexiest thing. He lets go of my waist bringing his other hand under my dress to rip the thong from my body.
“Ahh,” I groan, the elastic burning against my skin as it’s ripped off me.
He tosses it on the ground beneath us with a chuckle. “You won’t be needing that.” He pushes my legs apart further, leaving me exposed to the cold air that surrounds us. I moan as a cool breeze grazes my heated flesh causing me to nearly cum without his hand on me. Just with the lustful look in his eyes and the harsh breeze floating through me.
“Ace, please.”
“Tell me what you need, baby.” His hot breath ignites something deep within me as he whispers in my ear.
“I want your hands on me, I want your fingers in me spreading me wider. I want your mouth on me as you lick me over and over with your tongue, tasting me, savoring me.”
His eyes are nearly eating me alive as he watches me without so much as a blink.
“Fuck, Scarlett.”
Ace moans as he drops to his knees, placing his mouth on my heated center while his fingers grip my thighs, leaving deep indentations in their wake. My head falls back as he devours me like a starved wild animal who’s just had their first taste of meat in years, licking me over and over, bringing me to the edge time and time again, but stopping just before I climax only to bring me there once more. His fingers join his mouth stretching me, filling me as I ride his tongue to an earth-shattering orgasm.
“Fuuckk,” I scream into the darkness of the night, my body convulsing while my back arches off the hood of his car.
He brings his mouth back to mine and I can taste my arousal on his tongue. It’s dirty, crass, but oh so invigorating.
“What are you doing to me?” he whispers against my lips as he kisses me softly.
Ace has never been so gentle with me. Our kisses have always been exhilarating, passionate, and explosive, but this, this is a gentle caress of his lips against mine.
This moment feels different. Our attraction, our chemistry has always been obvious. But this feels intimate. Like our souls are intertwined together, the need to have each other close is clear in the way his lips dance with mine. It’s like he’s confessing his deepest, darkest sins, asking for forgiveness.
For penance.
“I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you. I’m not a good man, Scarlett, I’ve never claimed to be. But when I’m with you, when I’m near you,” he pauses cupping my chin in his palm. “The only thing I want to do is to be enough for you.”
I kiss him hard, unable to stop myself as he confesses his feelings. “You are enough, more than enough. Ace, I’ve never felt this with anyone, this electrifying sensation when we’re together, this desperate need when you are close by. You’re all I can think about, all I want to think about.”