Touching the Heart of Ace novel Chapter 17

I sobbed hard onto my knees.

Why was I like this? Why was he like this? What was I thinking?

I wished everything was a dream. And when I woke up, I was away from him and he was with his family.

??I am with my family. I am home. You are my home.?? I sobbed harder. He was so cruel, lying right on my face, so he could... and I let him.

The pain on my body was nothing compared to the pain in my heart. I hated this.

Why couldn??t I love Tristian? He was sweet, kind and considerate, but my stupid heart wanted the one who was playing me like a puppet.

??Look at this baby. You want me so much.?? Sometime in the midst of our coupling he had stopped thrusting but I was seeking the pleasure on my own and he rubbed that on my face, asking me to scream his name if wanted more. I did!

I was so pathetic.

He even used my body when I passed out, because when I woke up he was still moving inside me.

He was praying every time he was thrusting. Whispering my name over and over again, as if he could not believe it was indeed me who was writhing under him.

The man was passed out beside me.

Tired, sated and victorious.

I was broken down to pieces. He would not care about that. He would not care that I had to endure this alone. He wanted me and he got me. No, I handed myself to him, didn??t I?

I swallowed my next sob when I felt movement beside me. I rubbed my tears away. I was not going to show how pathetic I truly was. I was not going give him that satisfaction of my humiliation.

Wetness dragged from the curve of mounds to my vertebrae. His tongue slowly tracing its path to the back of my neck, leaving tiny brushes of his lips as kisses. His warm breath fanned on my ears.

??You were so incredible, gorgeous.?? He rubbed his lips on my cheek slowly making its way to my lips. I turned my face away but he coiled his hand around my neck and his palm shifted my face to him and he took it.

He took the kiss like he owned my lips.

??I hope you are not so sore. Because, thinking about what we did before makes me want to do it again. So, fucking incredible. So tight, so warm. I could...??

His words were interrupted by his phone. He ignored it in favour of biting my flesh again but the person on the phone was persistent. ??I want to be inside you for ever and ever. I love it when you milk me. So tempting and alluring. Your tiny buds begging me to give the pain they deserve. It should be illegal to be this sensual. You make me crazy. Crazy with need. One more ti...??

What if it was his...?

I swallowed the pain pushing in my throat.

Another ring.

He sighed and searched among the mess we made, picking his jacket from the desk and answering the call.

??I am busy... where do you think? Yup... I have to go... Make it five.?? He winked at me. ??Do I ever joke?... How?... I will be there... Better yet, pick me up from here in ten. Yes, Nick. That is not an option. He means the life to me.?? He hung up the call.

??I am so sorry, Angel. I have to go. I hate leaving you, I haven??t even seen you properly yet.??

His eyes clouded with lust at my vulnerability. The blanket I was draped on my knees made a tent in front of my body and he did not like it. I was not comfortable in nudity as he was. He always found it amusing.

??You have nothing to hide from me. You are so gorgeous you make my blood boil.?? He licked his lips and yanked away the blanket, his eyes greedily taking in my already abused body.

I blinked away the tears. How could he treat me like this? Was I just a thing for everyone?

His hands rubbed and squeezed my flesh making it red.

Then he hugged me; I was the most precious person in his life, which was funny.

Lie.

Fucking lie.

??I don??t want to go. I just got you back. I want to spend every second with you.??

He was kissing me, with lips, tongue and teeth.

??When your boyfriend comes, don??t bother lying. He would know you are thoroughly fucked to the inch of your life.??

His smile turning sinister. He pushed me on my chest and the hold I had on my knees broke and I had to support my body on my elbows.

I was vulnerable with my knees bent and parted. He was enjoying my misery.

??Mine.?? He covered my soft member with mouth and played it with his tongue.

??Mine.?? Weighing my twin spheres, gently holding them with his teeth, marking his claim.

??Mine.?? The he took a huge swipe across my sore opening making me wince.

??Mine. You are mine. Then again you know it, don??t you? Keeping yourself safe and sacred for me to ravish. That idiot can rot in hell; you are only for me. Your precious hole wants only me.??

Shame filled every pore of my body. How did he know I was not touched by anyone else? Did he think I was fucking loser? I did not stop the stray tear that left my eye.

His phone rang again making him grunt in annoyance. He got dressed covering every hickey I had left on him.

I was pathetic. I refused to acknowledge that I was indeed a slut. I... deserved everything I was going through. No wonder he treated me like a whore; I was one.

I was confused when he took the chair and placed it under the lamp above the window. He stood on it and pulled out a... camera?

Was he recording... was he fucking recording us?

He was recording my being...

Every cell of my body froze under realization. He recorded us. What was he going to do with it? Was he going to destroy me? I shivered.

Horror gripping my heart.

??If someone needs to hear you screaming my name to believe.?? He had the audacity to be smug.

When another call came, he merely received the message, frowning and hung up the call.

Was it his...

He shook his head as if I was annoying him to bits.

??The mess you put yourself into.??

Rage!

I was seeing red!

The mess I put myself into? I did this to myself? How dare he? I put myself into this mess?

??YOU, BASTARD. FUCK YOU.??

I reached for the mini recorder in his hands but I was nowhere close to him in strength. He twisted me around and around making my head spin, tucked my head under his chin, squeezed my cheeks and forcefully thrusted his tongue inside and did the literal ??fuck you?? in my mouth.

The message was clear. I was the one who was fucked. I was fucked by him.

He was spitting on my ears. ??Be my adorable kitten, Angel. I will be back in a few and will fuck you. Who knows, maybe even punish you.??

He shoved me to the bed, gave me another bruising kiss and he left.

Just like that!

I screamed.

I screamed in horror, pain and absolute humiliation.

I punched my pillow out of the frustration I could not control.

I hated him. I fucking hated him

??I HATE YOU.??

I hated him so much.

I hated him for making me love him so much.

I hated that I still loved him so much.

I hated that I was more worried about the bags under his eyes than the fucking sex tape in his hands that could destroy me.

??I HATE YOU ROBBIE.??

??I hate you so so so much.??

I cried till my eyes were stinging. I screamed till my throat was hurting.

I hated my big baby so much.

Was he thinking about me?

Was he with his wife?

Was he looking for me?

It had been a week since but I still felt him in the places he claimed as his.

??I can??t believe Dr. Pudgy was a fucking sicko, man!?? Rupert announced after arranging the living room.

My third home; had to find some ridiculous solution to throw my bug baby off the hook.

Ned nodded gulping the water down in one go and spilling half of it on his shirt.

??We are going to crash in here. I cannot think of moving my body.?? Ned plopped down the floor, like a wet noodle.

I agreed. I was thankful even for the company.

??I still cannot believe Dr. Jones was fucking that freshman. Good riddance! Do you have anything to do with that, Mr. I-don??t-need-skills-to-own-a-Bugatti???

??Guys, stop!?? I groaned into my palm.

They laughed.

??Come on, it is funny. Now we don??t feel bad to mooch you off your lunch... and dinner... and breakfast. But seriously? Did you do it???

??No.??

I did not. I did not have to. Robbie came to know of what happened.

The freshman issue was the only incident the college knew of, but Dr. Jones lost everything.

His wife left him along with his homophobic sons, he lost his house because there was some disperency in his mortgage, the college terminated him and his teaching licence was suspended until further notice, all in one week.

His losing job was my mom??s doing, rest was all Robbie. I thought Robbie was feeling guilty because he was the one who landed me in the trouble in first place. He let go of Dr. Jones easily.

But the students still thought it was my doing but the kid, Martin was thankful; the sicko was real sick.

Ding.

Done.

It was a text from Jason.

I was hiding again. What else could I do? I blinked away the burn on my eyes.

??Are you crying? Man, I was joking.??

??Gods, no! Dust on my eyes.??