Touching the Heart of Ace

I could not meet his eyes. Why was I like this? I... hated that the emotions inside could not settle on one and I was tired of them. If only I got a break!

My hands were shaking when I removed each one of his buttons. There were rips in his shirt that I did not notice before. Was he hurt?

??Are you hurt???

??Yes.??

I did not know that. Where? Was he bleeding?

??Where???

He took my hand and put it on his chest. ??Every second you are away from me, I hurt.??

He had no right to tell me that. He was never hurt. It was only me that suffered.

I dropped on my knees, unzipping his pants, getting him out of his clothes, including his boxers.

I ignored his need that sprang to my face, so did he.

I quickly got off his jacket and my own clothes from my body but his eyes never left my face. What was he searching for?

He again followed me obediently when I pulled him to the shower. He loved scalding hot shower but I did not. So, I adjusted to a slightly warmer shower than I personally loved.

I cleaned him thoroughly; from the back of his ears to the tip of his toes. There was an angry bruise on his thigh and his neck was slightly red. My fingers brushed his neck, afraid if it was hurting. He kissed my cheek while I was distracted by his minor injuries. But I still checked for every nook and cranny of his muscled body for any other evidence of his bad temper.

??Don??t lose your temper like that.??

He did not answer, still staring at my face, searching for something.

I was surprised when he did not fuss when I moisturized his body; he was normally more calm and quiet at a dentist and that was telling something. But he stopped me and turned his face away from my hand when I went for his face. His obedience could stretch only that far. I thought fondly.

He watched me in fascination as I did my night care regimen.

I huffed when I noticed I had no clothes that would fit him. I gently wrapped him a bath robe that only came to mid of his thighs.

I was loving the way I could pull Robbie anywhere I wanted to go.

A big giant following a twig.

His hands tightened when I tried to pull away after seating him on a love seat. ??Let me get the first-aid.?? He followed me like a lost puppy, not listening to me.

What did he think I would do? Run away in this Kimono night wear? Silly baby!

He pulled me to his lap before I could sit next to him. I remembered the first time I sat on his lap. I was worried sick that day, squirming in tight hold, begging him to let me go. He didn??t. He said he would not do anything, I just had to sit still. There was everyone around and his hands were squeezing me painfully hard. I remembered how scared I was; someone would come in and would see us.

I felt a kiss on my forehead.

He had kissed me like this then too, after using every inch of my body for pleasure. He had lied when he promised that he would stop after one quick nibble. He did not; then when my body and mind fell apart in his arms, he said I was beautiful, incredible and was an An his Angel.

Now, here I was, sitting on his uninjured thigh like I belonged there.

I turned my face away and his lips fell on my cheek. I pushed the tail of the robe to reveal the angry purple bruise. I gently applied the medicated ointment and ignored the slight hitch in his breath. Was it as painful as it looked like? I wanted to drop a kiss on it but he was not mine to kiss the way I wanted to.

The neck was not that bad to need ointment, but I prodded until I was sure. His knuckles suffered the most, with cuts, they looked painful. I was surprised to notice his left hand was also wounded. He was a good fighter. He was right handed and to use the left hand just as easily was because he was amazing.

I applied Band-Aids after cleaning them with rubbing alcohol. I blew air on them to take the sting away. He was touched and I neglected the tug his eyes brought me.

I was having a whirlwind of emotions in my heart which had spread to my stomach and they decided to settle on my most intimate parts of my body.

??Angel...?? He whispered leaning closer to my face.

I jumped up before he could though. I was not the same, I was on the edge, I was yearning and I had to stop before I felt the touches in my heart.

??I will make you a smoothie.??

He needed a smoothie or he would have a hangover the next morning. Hungover Robbie was a Grumpy Robbie. Then he would not let me leave his bed and I had classes.

Robbie was magnificent. With his tight muscular thighs that could hold my whole weight, his veiny thick arms coiled around my waist, his sharp canines on my nipples and his...

I had to stop before I...

I pressed my pelvis to the counter hard to control the rising urge away. My hunger for him was steadily increasing. I could feel the changes in my body; the slight seductive gestures that was slipping past my control.

I heard Robbie rustling through his clothes.

I palmed myself. God! I wanted him.

I squeezed the blender with white as sheet hand. But I knew I was going to lose it when I rubbed the thing up and down dreaming of something entirely different.

Creamy, milky, juice inside Robbie was...

Why was I feeling this way?

He was standing just behind me, if I took a small step back, I could feel his body heat. God! I wanted to roll on his achingly gorgeous torso.

I turned around fast, pressing the drink to his hands when I felt a puff of air on my neck.

Please Robbie, do not make me do this, baby.

He was staring, slowly but steadily drinking the smoothie; his neck working its way up and down. I tried my best not to stare but fuck, that man was my demon, my temptation. He licked his lips clean.

??Ace.??

I gulped. ??Yes???

??Show me.??

??Huh???

??Spread yourself and show me your wetness.??

I pushed him away and turned around hiding the embarassment.

And I expected the pain on my neck, yearned it even, his bite. His fingers slipped inside my briefs cupping me. ??Robbiee...??

He groped perversely, shaking his hands to my utter humiliation. ??Ooh, see this! Baby...?? I saw his hand gleaming in my wetness.

??Sto...p.??

??Who is touching you baby? My sweet little love, who is touching you??? I was losing it, and the moment his finger slipped inside, I did.

??You... You.. You... You fucking bastard.??

??Uh huh? Yeah baby roll that cute butt. Fuck, like that. Are you loving it Angel? Feels good right???

He thrusted his fingers into my mouth and I bit them before he pressed them in and I licked them,

??No... no... Not like that love. Wider, yes sweet Jesus, yeah wet it more.??

??Watch again, baby.??

??Oh baby... ohh??

Fingers in and out... He hooked my thigh in his elbow and spread me wider.

??I never want to take my fingers away, but then I think my dick would be jealous. After all this pretty thing is his, right? Right baby? Tell me love... Tell me...?? ??Yes, yes... yes...??

??Yes what???

??Robbie please...??

He thrusted harder. ??What were you saying Angel???

??Oh my God... please.?? I was thrashing the pleasure; the humiliation was unbearable.

He took his fingers away and slapped right on the slightly swollen opening and I was seeing heaven.

??My hole is yours. He loves your dick, bastard. He feels so empty without you in it.??

I leaned back, my head falling backwards, not caring how slutty, how needy I presented myself.

I was fucking myself on his fingers now. Felt so good.

Then tight warmth engulfed my hardness and I squeaked. Fuck!!! Jesus!!!

Robbie was.... FUCK!! His mouth and his fingers were everywhere and I was drunk in lust.

??Robbiee...??

??Dear God. Call my name like that again.??

??Yeah???

??Yes, Angel, please please.??

??Mmmm... Robbie...??

??Oh fuck, you little tease... you love to drive me crazy, don??t you? You love it when I beg, don??t you? You fucking little cock tease.??

??Mmmm... stop it, and show me.?? I pressed his head down. And he went right to the business.

??Cl...close...?? But it was different, I was not reaching an orgasm and I was reaching something else... and that scared me...

??R... Robbie...?? I pushed on his head but then I stopped, but I was not okay... I wanted more but I wanted to stop.

??I... I...??

His hands coiled on my waist and he sucked harder.

??Robbie... something... what...Don??t... Robbie... stop... haaa??

I felt him standing, with me on his shoulders his mouth still firmly pressed on my hardness.

Oh my fucking shit!

What the hell was that!!!

He twisted his head sideways and hummed, painfully ripping his mouth away with a pop repeating it until I was crazy. Kissing soundly before taking everything back in.

I was slammed to a softness. He took me to the bedroom.

??Oh dear God.??

??Bastard. In me.... In me, now!!!??

??Oh shit, baby.??

??Fuck me!!! In. In.??

I heard drawers closing and falling....

I thrusted my own fingers inside because the wait was killing me.

??Oh yes Robbie... Harder!!! Ohh yes...??

??What in the!!! Driving me crazy. Oh yeah baby fuck yourself so prettily. Let me see.??

He pushed my legs up seeing my lowest of lowest points; enjoying it, thriving in it. He was literally salivating to fuck me the way he was swallowing hard every few seconds. I loved he was fucking crazy, fucking crazy for my body; my bastard.

He forcefully took my fingers away and he slammed himself right in.

??Bastard, you fucking bastard.??

??So pretty.??

??Shut up, just shut up. Oh yes, there there there...??

He flipped me to my stomach.

I could hear myself screaming. His hands curled on my cock and I knew he was close but I was not satisfied.

I took his hand away from my hardness because I wanted... wanted him to...

He squeezed the base of his dick and reluctantly took it away with visible pain and his tongue replace it and I was laughing with pleasure.

I twisted my nipple painfully tugging on it and Robbie went wilder. He was back inside before I could beg.

God, every muscle of my canal was tired and sloppy, the sounds that came of the intense session we were having were perversely obscene and I loved it.

He was literally falling on my body, making me gasp with every thrust.

??Angel, my angel... oh... fuck yes... want to see your eyes... turn around turn around...?? He desperately turned me around, instantaneously picking up the same rhythm and I was falling... falling... the sound

of air whooshing into my ears and I fell of the pivot.

Something was annoying my sleep.

I swatted it away but it came back. ??..gel... look at me...open...??

I wanted to sleep, I was tired. Robbie was annoying me.

His naughty fingers tickling the sides of my neck and I pushed them away. ??Robbie.?? I warned. He was not allowed to do that. But he hated my saying ??no??. He started to nibble again, ??Robbie... let me

sleep.??

Why was my throat crocking?

??Drink this and I will let you sleep.??

Cold water was forcefully thrusted into my mouth from his mouth. Pervert!

??I... I... can drink myself.?? I sat up and my whole body was aching. I was surprised when he let me drink from the glass.

I swatted his hand again when he tried to brush my hair with something. ??Robbie...?? I scowled at him.

??Please.??

Was he sad? Why was he sad? I looked at the thing in his hand; my kitty hair-bow.

??You left it with me.?? He was really sad. And that was making me sad. He gently placed it on my head. Peppering my whole face with kisses. His thumbs rubbing under my eyes. ??It belongs to you.?? He gave me a final kiss on my forehead before sitting on his feet staring at me.

He slowly lied next to me pulling me to his chest. I was tired to fight; I did not want to fight again. I wanted to sleep on him for rest of my life. But it was just a dream, but now, I could pretend this was our happily

ever after.

??Remove it, if I fall asleep, okay? I don??t want to break it.?? and not to poke you in the eyes when we sleep hugging each other close.

??Yes, love. Just keep it on for a little while.?? His hands gently playing on the hair on my nape.

I nodded, so tired to talk. I was so relaxed; felt I was floating.

??Did you like it? You were so mesmerizing, incredible.??

??No.?? His fingers stilled on my head. ??I... loved it. I love it when we...??

He curled around me tucking me under his chin.

??Do not run from me ever, okay? I cannot handle it. I... I do not like it. Promise me. I cannot describe what I went through... I... Angel... please, I... whatever I did, I promise I will never do it again. I will obey whatever you say, just don??t run... please... I will do as you say...please...??

??I promise.??

Then I was crying. Crying so hard on his chest and I had no idea why. Robbie rubbed my back tying to sooth me and I was yearning for his touch, curling deeper to his embrace.

??I am sorry Angel. I cannot let you go. I...??

Was he crying too?

No, no, no!

He was not allowed to cry. Not for this, never for this. He had no right.

??Sing me to sleep.?? I demanded. I wanted to hear his voice and stop him from crying.

He started singing ??Halo?? with slight hitch and tears were trickling down from my eyes to his chest.0000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐