AELLA My arm hurt, my legs ache from kneeling for hours in the car and I am sore. Ace doesn't let go even when I continue to scream my lungs out and rain curses on him. Only a miracle would save me from this man. Ace pushes the door open, dragging me inside like a rebellious teenage daughter. Doctor Clara frowns immediately when she sees us. I must look awful with my hair scattered and mascara running down my face. "Mr. Hale, there has to be another way." She should be in her late fifties, but she looks beautiful regardless. "You are not here for counselling Clara. Just do your fucking job and leave." She raises her eyebrow frowning. I expect her to fight him for me, but she sighs resigning, moving back to arranging some really armful tools on the table. Oh my God. what is she going to do to me? I know Ace would never hurt me; I know I am the safest when I am with him. But I also know I am not sick. I think I must have exhausted mysel

AELLA His mouth wasn't gentle on mine. His lips branded, teasing another moan from me, his tongue possessed my senses, forcing me to taste and savour. I start fighting to breathe when the kiss goes on for long. I bucked, fisting his hair in my hands, breaking the kiss. When he finally lets go, I open my mouth, struggling to breathe. He winks at me before he starts to undress. I would never get tired of this, man. Down to his beautiful perfect face, to his hands. I lick my dry lips when he pushes his shorts down until he is gloriously naked in front of me. He is hard, I know he would fit, but that never stops my breath from hitching whenever I see his beautiful huge cock. He pecks me again, before slamming to his knees and wrapping strong arms around my thighs, jerking me towards him. I screamed as his mouth connected with my clit, his hot breath driving me crazy. He nibbled my swollen clit, forcing his name from my mouth. I open my legs, hooking them around hi

ACE Her grip on the sheet tightens, her cheeks turn red and her pretty mouth opens in shock. This woman was made for me. The fact that she lets me do dirty things to her and gets shy the next minute would continue to be a mystery to me. After what felt like forever, she let go of the sheets. I can't help but notice how pink her cheeks are, I know she is fighting the urge to use her hands to cover herself. If I waited for Aella, She would take forever. unfortunately, I am not a patient man when it comes to her. I drag her towards me and smile when she kneels on the bed and rewards me by fixing those magnificent eyes on me. I don't miss her wincing. "Are you sore?" She pouts, rolling her eyes at me. I quirk an eyebrow, she seems to be rolling her eyes a lot lately. "Roll that eyes at me again, and I would put you over my knees. I don't care if you are sore, I will push your body down this bed and fuck you sideways, resting your legs over my shoulder

ACE This woman makes me forget time. I fucking lose my control regardless of where we are. I would have dragged her out of this restaurant immediately to teach her a lesson if not for Ryker's interruption. Aella immediately gulps her wine before I can stop her. Ryker finally reaches our table smiling. He is a very handsome man, if I were gay, I would be head over heels for him. I have never been concerned about how good-looking my friends were, I never had any reason to be, but now that I have Aella, I never want her to look at Ryker and Elijah and start wondering if she settled for the wrong guy. I exhale smiling back at Ryker, my friends are obsessed with their women, and I trust them with my life. "I almost gave up on you. I thought you were never going to show up." I comment, standing up to hug him. "I would never miss a gathering like this. Who misses an opportunity to see a beautiful woman." He turns to Aella, his eyebrow raised in confusion. Aella

AELLA I woke up with a headache. I say a quick prayer for whoever kept the blinds closed. The room was dark, but I had a good feeling it was quite late, and I had lectures to attend. I moved too quickly in an attempt to stand up. I swear my head feels like it could split open anytime. I ignore the pain, moving blindly to turn the switch on. "Fucking hell!" I curse when I bump my knees on the chair. I finally found the switch after what felt like hours. I squint when the room becomes bright. I hate to admit this but Ace is always right. "What the fuck!" I scream alarmed when I get a good look at the time. It is past twelve, classes started at ten. Lord, save me because I smell carryovers in my future. I smile when I see the glass of water and aspirin on the bedside stool. Ace is always so thoughtful. I felt a thousand times better after taking the aspirin. I have little or no memories of last night. I hope I didn't embarrass myself in front of his fri