I grab my bag and pull out my bikini. I adjust the straps, checking myself out in the mirror, before I make my way to the deck. So many emotions flood my every fucking nerve, twisting my stomach in a knot, learning Ace's feelings and how he sees us. I've never loved. I wasn't able to find a man to share that with. But with Ace, even though we started as a contract, not like a normal, hey we date and you pop the question kind of relationship. Nothing normal or traditional, but let's be real, there's nothing normal about either of us. But no matter how it started, it did, and I am falling in love withhim.
ACE
I get out on the deck and look out, not a fucking thing in site and it's calming before I hit the green button on my phone to call my father back and find out what he wanted. The phone rings in my ear, annoying the shit out of me, but he answers after the third ring. “We need to talk, are you alone?” I look around and make sure I am, even though I already know I am before I answer. “Yes, Papa.”
“I'm in Russia.” He spits. Are you fucking serious right now, he left our fucking empire unattended. “Why are you in Russia? You are supposed to be-”
“I'm doing what needs to fucking be done.” My father growls the words in the tone, I do not threaten to challenge. “There is someone here that Emma hasn't seen since she was a little girl. And trust me son, when she learns this, her twisted little mind is going to go feral.”
Knowing first hand I have seen those dangerous little hands of hers go to work there was no hesitation in her movements when she tortured Rocco, she is beautifully twisted, my beautifully twistedwife. I can only imagine what she has planned for her father and now my father is telling me there is yet another secret to tell her. The words bark from my mouth. “Who?”
“Do you remember April?” Furrowing my brows, my head cocks back. Of course I remember April, she practically raised my ass in Russia. She kept my head on right when I needed that mother figure, she was always there. She lived in the little cottage at the back of our estate and would come to the main house often, she was a part of our family, I just never knew how. “I do. What is she to Emma?”
“Does she know you are leaving her there?” His question puts a pit in my throat, almost like I'm suffocating; yeah she knows, but is it what I want anymore?No.
“Yes, Papa, she knows. She's not happy about it.”
“I will be there in the morning to tell you both, she needs to hear this from me.”
“Fuck, Papa. What did you do?”
“I'll see you in the morning.” He hangs up without another word, which causes me to throw my phone on the cushion as the words roar from my mouth. “FUCK!”
I run my hands over my face in frustration before they comb through my hair, gripping my hair in my hands as I stare out trying to calm my breathing, my racing heart, my gut twists into knots, racking my brain around trying to figure this out on my own. Trying to focus on things back in Russia, trying to pick up any detail that would remind me of Emma. April was a sweet lady, about my dads age. I do remember her and my father talking a lot when he would visit. My eyes close shut, picturing her in my head, and it hits me. Oh fuck... it's her...
Chapter fifteen
ACE
My mind is fucking blown right now; how could I have not put two and two together? As I pace the deck trying to call my father back and of course the mother fucker won't answer. He knows I've figured his secret out and now he won't fucking talk to me.What the fuck was he thinking?
My lungs inhale a deep breath before I let it out with a sigh, clenching my teeth. With everything already, this mother fucker wants to drop a bomb on her like this, has he lost his fucking mind.
“Ace.” Her soft voice stops my pacing in its tracks before I turn and my eyes trail up her sexy little legs, my lip rolling between my teeth when they get to that barely covered little pussy. Then to those perfectly plump tits, only her nipples are covered by the little bikini she put on. My mouth waters immediately wanting those tits in my mouth, feeling my dick pulse between my legs. I meet her eyes as my lip curves. “Damn, Baby Girl.”
She winks up at me as she bites her lip and a groan rumbles in my chest. Fucking Christ, she did just what I said. I wanted to drool over what's mine, and I'm drowning.
“Why are you pacing? What's wrong?” She asks as she walks past me and lays on her stomach on the cushioned furniture, making her ass jiggle when she drops all the way down and I can't help my fucking self. The palm of my hand comes down across her barelycovered ass hard, ripping a squeal from her throat as she tenses up. I pin her with my body, holding myself up on an elbow. I nip at her neck from behind, before she tilts her head so she can look into my eyes with that smile.
“Are you going to answer me?” She asks with a concerned look, her soft voice and I want to tell her what I think, but like my father said, this needs to come from him, so I tell her the half truth. “My father will be here in the morning.”
“Here on the boat?”
“Yes, he has something he needs to talk to us about, but it has to be done in person.” I tell her and her eyes roll. “Oh, not one of those, in person talks.” I chuckle with her annoyance of tone, knowing deep down she is on the verge of exploding. I just told her I was leaving her. I took her car, which she will get back when we get to Russia. But in such a short time, so much has been ripped from her and it breaks me, I don't know how she is going to react to what my father has to tell her and he may just fucking ruin everything. “Unfortunately Baby Girl, yes one of those. We have tonight, Baby Girl tonight. Tonight. We'll see what tomorrow brings.” She nods and that smile turns into a devious grin, and I know something is coming.
She wiggles herself from under me, shifting my weight to the side, her hand pushes against my shoulder pushing me on my back as she climbs on top of me and my hands immediately hook around her hips, looking up at her, as the sun beats off her fucking gorgeous body. Her hand slides up my chest before it wraps around my throat and she leans down and whispers her words in my ear in a slow seductive way. “Then let's make the best of it.”
Her hand tightens around my throat as she dips her head to my neck then nips at the skin still exposed on my neck. She drags my skin through her teeth, sliding her hand from my throat as I watch her body slide down my chest looking up to me,her body brushing against my length before she settles herself between my legs. She doesn't say anything, her eyes never leave mine as a playful smirk plays on my lips, watching her every move as my breathing gets faster. Her hands hook in the hem of my shorts before she pulls them down and my dick springs free, hard, ready, and waiting.
She licks her lips and my dick twitches as my hand comes up, brushing my thumb across her bottom lip as she fists my length in her hand. Her tongue darts out and flicks at the head of my dick, licking up the bead of precum already forming before she smears it on her lips. Which causes a groan to escape my throat.
“You just relax.” She whispers before she bats her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips, causing me to swallow hard, wanting to grab her by the back of the head and shove my dick in her mouth but then she dips her head to the base of my dick and trails the tip of her tongue from the base to the tip. Wrapping her lips around my length taking my cock deep down her throat.
“Fuck.” I hiss. My eyes roll back as she slides back up my length before she swallows it whole again. Her head bobbing in a perfect rhythm as her tongue swirls around my cock. My fingers entangle in her hair as I grip her head, following her rhythm, letting her have control and god damn, she knows what the fuck she's doing.
She takes me as deep as she can, the tip of my dick sliding down the back of her throat as she deep throats the fuck out of my cock. My legs tingle causing my balls to draw up, knowing I'm close, I ball her hair in my hand as the pressure builds in my dick, my eyes falling on her lips perfectly around it. “Fuck Baby Girl.” The words shudder from my mouth, before my hand tightens in her hair and my hips buck hitting the back of her throat I hold her head in place as my dick pulses, spilling my hot cum down her throat. She takes it, every bit of it, before she sucks down around my cock, milking it for every drop before her mouth slides off, leaving a pop when it escapes hermouth.
I reach down and wrap my hand around her throat and pull her up to my lips, devouring her swollen lips, tasting myself, she settles on my lap, grinding her pussy on my dick. “What do you want, Baby Girl?” I whisper on her lips and she smiles, her hand slides down, wrapping around my dick again.
