All Chapters of His other woman : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

There was a distinct pause in his conversation, a hesitation that told me he had done a double take. I finally glanced up to find him frozen, dark eyes locked on me, his phone still pressed to his ear. His lips were slightly parted, like he’d forgotten what he was supposed to be saying.I smirked. Gotcha.Taking my time, I stepped out of the fallen gown, now standing in nothing but a royal blue lace bra and matching panties that hugged my curves perfectly. The delicate fabric was practically designed to tease—thin, elegant, and doing just enough to cover me.Ace’s frown deepened, his expression unreadable. He cleared his throat, forcibly dragging his gaze away. “Yeah,” he muttered into the phone, voice slightly strained. “I’m still here.”I bit back a smile, stepping forward, deliberately slow as I approached the pool. The water shimmered beneath the soft glow of the starry ceiling, cool and inviting. Without breaking eye contact, I dipped a toe in, testing the temperature. A sma

I trailed my tongue down his throat, sucking and biting, my hands sliding lower, desperate to touch, to claim, to have every part of him. "Fuck your guilt, fuck your excuses," I moaned, rubbing myself against him, shuddering at the friction. "Let me feel you. Let me ruin you the way you’ve already ruined me."I kissed him—desperate, feverish—my tongue tangling with his, swallowing the groan that tore from his throat. I rolled my hips against the hardness straining beneath his soaked clothes. A sharp, choked groan escaped his lips, and it only made me need him more. He broke the kiss again. Eyes filled with guilt and lust.I clung to him, my fingers trembling as they traced over his soaked skin. My breaths came fast, uneven, my chest rising and falling against his. He tensed as I slowly dragged my tongue over the pulse pounding at his throat—wild, frantic, betraying everything he was trying so hard to deny."I need you, Ace. I'm so wet right now" I whispered, my voice raw and shaki

I could feel him—half on the raft, half on me—his weight pinning me.His grip was like iron as he kept my shoulders and head submerged while the rest of me lay sprawled across the slick, unsteady surface of the float.My fingers flared, nails digging into his arm, scratching, desperate to pry him off—but he didn’t let go.The raft wobbled beneath us, water sloshing, my heart hammering against my ribs as my lungs screamed for air.Seconds stretched into something agonizing.Was he going to let me drown?Then—yanked.I was pulled back up, gasping, coughing, water streaming down my face as I sputtered for air.My breath came in sharp, uneven gulps, my heart racing so hard it felt like it might burst from my chest.Ace smirked. Wicked. Cruel. Untamed.His wet hair clung to his forehead, droplets running down his sharp jawline, over his lips—lips that curled in mocking amusement."Look at you," he murmured, voice thick with dark satisfaction. "Dripping. Gasping." His fingers trailed along

**Ace**I stormed out of the pool, drenched, hard, and fucking furious.My soaked clothes clinged to my skin like a goddamn second layer of shame. My breaths were heavy, uneven, and the farther I got from that damn pool, the louder my heartbeat pounded in my ears.What the hell did I just do?I swallowed hard, but the guilt sat thick in my throat, refusing to go down.Water dripped from my clothes, soaking into the expensive floors of Carter’s mansion, but I didn’t give a damn. My blood was still boiling, my breath ragged as I fought to ignore the throbbing ache between my legs. But it was useless—her scent, her gasps, the way her body trembled against mine—it was all branded into me like a goddamn curse.My wet shoes squeak against the polished floor, but I barely notice. I slammed into the nearest guest room and locked the door behind me. The moment it clicks, my control snaps.With a sharp growl, I drive my fist into the wall. Pain shoots up my arm, but it’s not enough—not even

Skylar’s face turned red. "Can we not make a big deal out of this?"Katie smirked. "Oh, sweetie, this is a huge deal. And you are literally glowing right now, so don’t even try to play it cool. Was he good? Was it good?"Skylar bit her lip, clearly battling between pride and embarrassment. "...Yeah."Katie and I gasped at the same time. "OHHH."Skylar rolled her eyes. "Shut up. It was really good, okay? He—ugh. He definitely knows what he’s doing. I misjudged him. Now I totally understand why that girl was crying during sex—she wasn’t sad, she was just spiritually overwhelmed."I nearly choked on my coffee. "Spiritually overwhelmed? Sky, did he rearrange your chakras or something? Should we call a priest?"Katie snorted. "I don't know because I'm torn. Was he hitting it or performing an exorcism? Did she see the light?"Skylar’s face turned beet red as she smacked Katie's arm. "Shut up! It’s not like he summoned the Holy Spirit or anything!" She paused, then bit her lip. "But...i did