Cyn.
I tried to quiet the pounding of my pulse. I looked at the couples on the dance floor, their bodies entwined as they moved in a rhythm that seemed far too…sexual to simply call it dancing.
Ace trained his bright white smile on me, but this smile was different than any other he had given me before. It was almost predatory. He extended his hand.
“Dance with me.”
Not a question, a command. And for some reason a thrill ran through me rather than the anger that I had expected, needed. Something about him was breaching my defenses, softening me to him. He was surprising me. He wasn’t just a shallow playboy, and I had been much more comfortable with him when si had been able to just write him off as such.
I accepted his offered hand, hoping he didn’t notice that my own was damp with perspiration, and allowed him to lead me onto the dance floor. Not smart. My practical inner voice was all but screaming at me not to do it, I had two left feet.
Necessary, i countered, ignoring the churning pleasure in my stomach when he took me in his arms and brought me close to the heat of his body. Dancing with my husband was necessary. It wasn’t about anything but keeping my end of the bargain
The music was sultry, captivating, and I found myself swaying in time to the rhythm. One of his hands held onto mine, the other was low on my back, holding me to him, bringing my breasts into contact with his hard muscled chest. My nipples tightened, ached. It was so unfamiliar, so unexpected, and no matter how much i wanted to, I couldn’t hate it.
I couldn’t even muster up a faint dislike for it.
My heart was pounding and i was certain he must be able to feel it.
Certain he would be able to see the fluttering pulse that i could feel moving at the base of my throat.
Marrying a stranger didn’t frighten me. Standing up in front of family and friends making vows i wasn’t going to keep didn’t bother me in the least. But this man holding me like his wife scared the hell out of me.
I gripped his broad shoulders more fiercely in an instinctive effort to keep my knees from buckling beneath me. I regretted that instinct almost immediately.
He chuckled low, his hot breath fanning across my cheek, his grasp. becoming stronger. Everything in me suddenly wanted to lean into him, kiss him again, to feel his mouth, hot, hard and insistent on mine.
I pulled away from him, my breathing labored, my body sluggish from unfamiliar desire. He looked amused. It was infuriating. Even worse that he knew exactly how he had affected me.
“Why did you pull away from it, Cyn?” he asked, his dark eyes. compelling. Tempting.
“From what?” Playing ignorant was pointless, and i knew it, but pride and a desperate need to gain some sort of control pushed me to try anyway.
“From this.” He hooked his arm around my waist and drew me to him, tilting his hips so that i could feel the length of his hardened arousal.
I drew in a shaky breath. “Because I don’t feel the same way.”
He chuckled. “This isn’t about feelings. This is about lust. Want. Need. And you do feel it.” He stroked a thumb across my hot cheek. “It is written all over your pretty face.”
And just like that he was back in the slot I had placed him in at our first meeting. It was a relief. But it didn’t cause my own arousal to lessen.
My breasts felt heavy, sensitive, and i felt an embarrassing slickness well up between my thighs. I didn’t have to be an expert on sex to know that my body was getting ready to experience it.
Too bad.
"Whats wrong?" he suddenly said getting me out of my random thoughts in my head.
"Nothing."
He laughed softly, mocking me a little bit.
"Your face is white Cyn."
"Maybe I should call it a night." i said walking back to the bar where I had left my bag, "You don't have to come with me, but I would like to go home now."
"Ofcourse, it would be rude of me to leave my own party." he said as he pulled up his phone and started typing something.
"Plus you need your beauty sleep for tomorrow."
"Why? What's tommorrow?" I asked confused.
"Tommorrow, my little princess is your wedding."he said with a huge smirk in his face.
" Wedding? What wedding?"
"you know, when you put on a white long dress and say I do to me."
"I know what a wedding is Ace."
"I wasn't sure."
I could either answer to his sarcasm or find out about this wedding I had no I idea about.
"But we are already married, remember?"
"We are, but I know it's every girls dream to have a wedding and vogue also wants to do an issue on me getting married so I need good quality wedding photos."
I was about to protest, when he abruptly took my hand and started leading me outside.
The limo had already pulled up to take me home.
" The next time I will see you, will be at the wedding." he said before he left a small soft kiss on my cheeks and closed the limo door.
Cyn.The wedding had become sort of much anticipated society event, despite how little time had passed between the announcement and the actual ceremony or maybe because of that reason. I couldn’t help but think that the haste of the marriage was part of what made it interesting.I felt half the eyes in the historic church examining my flat stomach speculatively as i walked down the long aisle.The air was heavy with the perfume of flowers, compliments of my overzealous wedding planner, and the late afternoon sun streamed through a round stained glass window, throwing squares of blue light onto the stone floor. It was a beautiful wedding. But it was someone else's wedding. None of it was to my taste except for my simple earrings, everything else was custom made. I raised my eyes and looked at my groom, waiting for me at the head of the aisle. I had never seen him look so handsome. His tuxedo was black and well fitted, showing off broad shoulders and a tapered waist.He was in fantast
Ace.I clenched my teeth. The images that statement evoked were so erotic i nearly hauled her slippery body out of the tub so i could show her just what I could accomplish while she was naked and dripping wet.I had thought that by walking in on her bath i could remove the mystery, and in so doing remove some of her allure. But far from it. The hints of peachy skin I could see beneath the water had me hard andwanting her with a ferocity that shocked me. Her attempts to cover herself had pushed her cleavage higher above the surface of the water, and i was having trouble tearing my eyes away so that i could look at her face when she talked. I had seen plenty of naked women before, plenty of beautiful, naked women. Why should this one bespecial? She shouldn’t be. But she was.“Fine, I will wait for you in the living room.” I said walking away. CynAs soon as he left the room, i scrabbled out of the tub. I wrapped a towel around myself and cautiously peeked into my room. After I had v
Cyn.The vibrant colour of the island rushed up into my vision as the plane began to move closer to the viridian land. The trees were so dense i could hardly see the runway, and it felt as though the plane was going to crash into the thick palms and kukuis that lined the coast.“It’s so beautiful,” i said almost to myself looking at the beautiful small island from above the sky.Ace barely looked up from his laptop. He was sitting across from me in a captain’s chair that was adjacent to the small love seat i was perched on.That man looked sexy as hell, with his reading glasses on. Is there anything that could make him look bad? He looked sexy doing the most basic things. His private plane was the size of my apartment, or atleast the apartment I lived in the past five years after i signed my life away and it was lavishly furnished. I had probably looked completely gauche when I had boarded the plane back in New York, my mouth hanging open as i took in theabsolute indulgence and luxu
Cyn. My heart stuttered. Images of twined tanned and lily white limbs flashed through my mind’s eye. Ace kissing me passionately, desire overwhelming us to the point that we couldn’t make it to the bed,Ace taking me gently to the floor, settling between my thighs…I blinked, trying to stop the erotic slide show that was going on in my mind.The look in Ace’s dark eyes told me that we were experiencing a moment of identical thought, and that was enough to bring common sense and sanity back.He might be married to me, but his heart belonged to another, he had made it very clear on the very first night we met. And I was pretty positive he was talking to her on the night of the gala, right after his head had been buried deep in my thighs. “Classy.” i sounded prissy even to my own ears.“Class is sometimes overrated. Particularly in the bedroom.” he said mocking me. The fact that he was always ready with some casual, off the cuff response was infuriating. I couldn’t hope to compete wit
AceI glanced over at her. Her expression was disapproving. A little line creased her alabaster forehead, and her mouth was pursed into an ungenerous pucker.“You have a problem with this?” i asked, entertained by her show of humanity.“It doesn’t really seem fair to just fire someone if they don’t get a BlackBerry charger to you in time.”"As an employer, I have to make sure my employees are up to my standards Cyn, and as my wife you will have to learn this things because sometimes I won't be around and you willhave to deal with them."The crease between her brows deepened. “I guess I’m a walking example of the lows one has to stoop to in order to make it in the business world.”He laughed darkly. “Just treat everyone the way you treat me and you will have no trouble being ruthless.”“There’s a thought.” she added sarcastically. I watched as her expression changed from one of recalcitrance to one of wonder.The car eased around the last curve and the villa came into view.The Ano La
Ace.I couldn’t help but be impressed with Cyn’s performance over dinner. She came across as bright, confident and witty. James Preston was eating from the palm of her hand in a matter of minutes. The older man was completely taken in by her charm and intelligence. Which i knewshould please him. Instead, primal possessiveness surged through me.I moved closer to Cyn , wrapping my arm around her delicate waist and drawing her to me, smoothing my fingers along her silk covered flesh.I felt a slight tremor race through her body at the light contact.“So, Ace ,” James said, sliding nearer to his own wife, “I understand you find it old fashioned of me to have a vested interest in what will become of the resort when I retire and sell out. But I built it up from theground. This was my first great success and it has sentimental meaning to me. I want to be sure that I’m passing it on to someone who will preserve the integrity of the property.”“And I intend to. I will be keeping it privatel
Cyn. Everything he had said was true, my job was to be his wife and act like an idiot. It stung, I considered myself more, but who really cared. My own father sold me. Maybe I should just stop resisting the inevitable and do as he said.I would just ignore the fact that he has a girlfriend the woman that he was actually in love with. There would be no disaster. I could control myself. The problem was that I wasn't entirely certain i wanted to control myself.I leapt from the car the moment it came to a stop in front of the villa, needing desperately to put some distance between Ace and me so that i could clear my head.I felt rather than heard him enter the room behind me. “I will sleep on the couch,” i offered quickly. “You are a lot…bigger than I am.”He shrugged. “Suit yourself. I have some work to finish up before I head to bed. I will be in the office.”“Did the BlackBerry charger show up?” I asked trying to lighten up the mood. He chuckled, the sound spreading through me l
Cyn. I sat on the bed uncomfortably as I waited for him to grab a condom from his stuff How long does it take to get a condom? I wondered as I sat back with a shee around my body, I was starting to feel uncomfortable and arkward just sitting there naked. "Sorry, it took me so long." he said from the door, still in nothing but his boxers. He sat beside me, his leg brushing against mine, sending a flurry of butterflies erupting into flight inside my belly. His hand lowered, and once more, he tugged on the blankets before expelling air from his lungs. He didn’t rip them out of my hands, choosing to lean over me to retrieve the cup and wine.He poured me a glass of wine and handed it over to me, I hadn't expected this night to end up in this way at all. He offered me the wine, and I reached to grab the cup as he pulled the covers away from my body, smiling in victory. My lips touched the glass wine and his eyes slid down my naked body with a hunger that consumed my thoughts.I had wa