Chapter 14

As the kiss deepened, the shrill ring of the phone cut through, interrupting the moment. We pulled apart, trying to catch our breath. Mr. Scott looked over my shoulder as the phone lit up again. He picked up the phone, and whatever he saw on it made me flinch.

“I’ll be with you shortly, okay? I have to take this,” he said as he kissed me on the cheek. I got off his leg as he rose up with the phone pressed to his ears, then he left his home office.

My skin hummed from his touch, each place his hands had been now ached for his presence. I needed to be touched. So, I sneaked out and went up to Ace’s room. I was about to knock, but when my knuckles reached the door, it opened slightly. I entered, locking the door behind me.

When I turned, my breath caught. Ace stood there. A towel slung low around his waist, steam curling off his damp skin, beads of water tracing paths down his chest. Perfect, I thought to myself. Just what I needed.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

But I didn’t answer. Instead, I moved toward him in slow, deliberate steps, slipping out of my shirt and letting my bra fall away. By the time I reached him, close enough to feel his breath, my boobs hovered just inches away from his face.

“What are you doing here...” He licked his lower lip, “Sabrina?”

“Touch me,” I said finally.

“You were just with Daddy a few seconds ago. What do you want with me?” he asked, but then he tried to turn away. I grabbed him by his hand immediately and pressed his palm on my breasts. I took the other hand and placed it on my other breast as I squeezed them softly.

“Touch me, Ace. I want you to take me now,” I murmured.

“Go meet daddy to do that. Besides, you were just all over him even when you promised me you wouldn’t let him touch you.”

I clicked my tongue. “Oh, Ace.” Leaning forward, I slipped my fingers beneath the hem of my skirt, and in one fluid motion, I slid my lacy thong down my legs. Rising slowly, I let a mischievous smile tug at my lips as I perched on the edge of his bed. Both of my feet came to rest on the mattress, and I lifted my skirt, spreading open my legs. With a playful flick of my wrist, I tossed the thong towards him, only for him to catch it mid-air without missing a beat.

He pressed it to his face, inhaling deeply the smell of my pussy on the fabric.

I smirked. “You can do better than that, Ace.” I licked my middle finger and rubbed my clit slowly with it. “Eat me.”

“But I’m just your stepson—”

“I was only performing my duties as a wife, you can’t punish me for that. Now, take me... Ace! Fuck me. I don’t have much time.”

He scoffed. “We have enough.” He shoves the thong into his mouth while his towel fell off his waist as he loomed over me. Slowly, I shifted upward until I got to the headboard, and my head found the pillow. Ace followed, hovering above me.

He started from my tummy, kissing me. He kissed my breast, my neck, and lastly, my lips. We lost ourselves in the moment. He tossed me over as I lay on my tummy. Then he kissed me again, but this time he started from the back of my neck. Then slowly, he got to my waist. He smacked my ass, squeezing it softly and spreading my ass cheeks.

“We don’t have time for this, Ace,” I chuckled.

He leaned over, his lips brushing my ear. “I forgot he was home,” he whispered. “I’ll be quick now.”

That's when I felt his hard, thick cock pressing gently on my pussy. I was already wet from the intense kiss I shared with Mr. Scott, but with what Ace was doing to me at that moment, I had lost complete touch with reality. All I wanted was to be dicked down by him.

He lay on top of me, his hand under me as he cupped my breast with his left hand. With his right hand, he slipped his throbbing cock inside my dripping, hot, tight pussy.

Soft moans escaped my lips, but I pressed my face to the pillow, taking it in like a big girl. Every thrust from Ace was rougher and harder this time. It felt like he was pouring out his anger over catching me with Mr. Scott. And really, what was a poor girl supposed to do but take it?

We both groaned and moaned as he fucked me harder. He grabbed my hair, tugging it gently as he smacked my ass once more. After a few minutes of his cock going in and out of my pussy, I felt his rod throb. Ace quickly pulled out his cock, shooting out his load on my back.

He exhaled, trying to steady his breathing as he squeezed out whatever cum was left, then he fell to the bed, moaning softly.

“I gotta go clean this up,” I said as I rose from the bed.”

“Yeah,” he sighed. “Man, I just got out of the bath.”

I chuckled, already walking into the bathroom, but Ace was already behind me. As I turned to say something to him, he grabbed my waist and pushed me to the wall gently.

“What’s funny?”

I lifted a brow, smiling. “Nothing... I swear.”

He leaned forward and kissed me, but I pushed him away softly. “Stop it, Ace. I’ve spent a lot of time here already. I need to leave immediately.”

He blinked. “Yeah, sure.”

“Can you please give a girl some privacy?” I asked.

“Privacy?” he chuckled. “There’s nothing private about us anymore.”

“Oh my God!” I groaned, covering my face with my palm. “Fine.”

I used the toilet, then stepped under the showers, quickly rinsing myself off the heat and sticky mess of cum that had clung onto my skin. When I glanced toward the doorway, Ace was leaning casually by the doorframe with his arms crossed, and a cocky smirk playing on his lips as he watched me.