10. The Deal part 2
I’ve been here for five days and every night Ace fucked me. Hard. He really knows his way around a woman’s body, but I still know little about him. I’ve eaten alone nearly every night but have been able to go anywhere I want in the house during the day, but have been busy working on the design for my client.
“Tony,” looking over my laptop at him, “do you know where my phone is?” He looks over his sunglasses at me, “I need to call my assistant. I’ll put it on speaker and you listen in.” He handed me my phone and I noticed a few missed calls but nothing from Michael, I dialed my assistant put it on speaker and laid the phone down on the table. “Emily, I’m going to send you the mock up for the Dently’s. I want you to send it to them for approval.”
“Isabella, I’m sorry to hear about your aunt. How is she?” My aunt? What exactly did Ace tell her?
I give Tony a puzzled look to which he just shrugs his shoulders, “no change. Listen my battery is about to die, please send them and let me know if they would like any changes.”
“Will do,” I ended the call and handed the phone back to Tony. It was two and I was feeling very confident about my work.
Tony’s phone rang and he walked away to answer it, coming back a few minutes later. “Mr. Rivers would like for you to be ready for dinner by four, I will be taking you to met him.”
“Should we really been seen out together? I mean I am married and how would that look?”
“Please be ready by four, Mary has laid out your dress for you upstairs.”
Sighing I went upstairs, it would be nice to get out of this house for a while. There was a beautiful red dress laying on the bed. It was strapless, had a low back, and a had a high slit. I showered, took the time to do my hair and makeup, it was a beautiful dress and I didn’t want to look like I just rolled out of bed and threw it on. It fit me like a glove, hugging my body. Noticing it was almost four I put the heels on that were next to the bed and went downstairs.
Tony smiles and walked me out to the car, once inside he looked in the mirror, “we will be there in an hour,” I nod and look out the window. Pulling me from my thoughts, “Mr. Rivers really isn’t a bad guy.”
“He traded me for two weeks as payment for a debt.”
“He did it to protect you.”
“Protect me from what exactly?” He can’t be serious.
“From Michael,” his eyes never leaving the road.
I looked at him, “Michael isn’t bad,” even I didn’t believe myself. He did trade me after all.
“He offered you, if Mr. Rivers hadn’t of agreed he would have made the offer to someone else. Someone much worse.”
“How do you know about it?” Was he there?
As if he read my mind, “I was there. Michael only cares about your money, not you.”
“Oh, and Ace does?” I retort.
“He does or else he wouldn’t have agreed,” he glances in the mirror again.
“Has he been watching me or something?” I was curious now.
“Just to make sure you were safe. Michael is not who you think he is.” I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. After a short time we stopped, “we’re here.”
I exit the car and see a familiar building, it was one of the first ones I designed. I stepped inside and just saw Ace sitting at a table in the middle of the room, the rest of the place was empty. Except for his men, of course. He pulls out my chair for me, “you look absolutely stunning.”
I sit, “thankyou.”
We eat our meal in silence, once the plates are cleared he speaks, “I understand you finished your project.”
Rubbing my hands together, “I did. Have you heard from Michael?”
He nods, “I have,” I raise my eyebrow at him, “we will discuss it later.”
I wanted to know but was afraid to push him so I simply say, “alright.”
I could feel him undressing me with his eyes. He licks his lips, “shall we head home?”
“You mean to your home?”
He raises an eyebrow and stands, we leave. Once in the car he raised the petition glass and pulled me onto his lap. He kissed me passionately, “I don’t think I can, I want to fuck you now and again when we get home.”
“You’ve been doing that every night. I think you’re getting your money out of me.”
I kneel on the flooor in front of him, “what are you doing?”
I unzip his pants and free his massive dick, “being the slut you think I am,” licking the tip before taking him in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around him as I bob my head up and down, listening to his moans. I suck hard as I pick up my pace, massaging his balls as his moans get louder. He thrusts his hips up to met my mouth as he laces his fingers through my hair, he shoves my head down as he releases himself. I can feel it hit the back of my throat, swallowing it before getting up.
He pulled me up to him and kissed me gently, “I don’t think you’re a slut. I think..”
The car stopped, we were back at his house.
“What do you think?”
He tucked himself back into his pants before opening his door, “let’s go to bed. I want to finish what you started.”
Why can’t he answer my damn question! I follow him up to the bedroom, once inside he unzips my dress causing it to fall to the floor. Once again I’m standing naked in front of him. He tosses me on the bed and quickly strips. He hovers over me, “you’re beautiful,” whispering just loud enough for me to hear him.
Laughing, “you’re a liar,” as he worked his way kissing down my neck. I couldn’t help the yawn that escaped.
He looked up at me, “you’re tired. Tonight we sleep,” laying on his side he pulled my back tight to him.
I awoke early the next morning to his head laying on my chest, softly snoring. Looking down, I took in his features for the first time. His chiseled jaw, long eyelashes, soft hair, and just the hint of five o’clock shadow. He was handsome. My fear of him, although I never showed it, was lessening and despite my better judgment, found him attractive. I drifted back to sleep.
I only have a few more days here, then my time is up and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I mean the sex has been amazing but I’m still married to Michael. Pulling me from my thoughts Ace cleared his throat and stepped out onto his balcony where I was drinking my morning coffee. “I think you should look at these,” handing me some papers.
Divorce papers. Michael wanted the house and his car. “I can’t believe this.”
“He offered me another deal,” sitting next to me. I raised my eyebrow, can’t wait to here this, “he offered you for $100,000.”
“He wants the house.”
“I know, I told him only if he divorces you would I consider it. They came this morning.”
“Guess money is more important to him than I am,” staring at the papers in front of me. I whispered, “he’s probably just going to sell it.”
“He has more problems than just gambling.”
Nodding I stood up, “I take it you accepted this deal as well?”
“If you want me to,” pulling me onto his lap, “I promise that I will treat you the way you deserve and give you the family you have always wanted.” He ran his hands up and down my legs, pushing my robe open.
He has been nothing but kind to me since I’ve been here, and I no longer fear him. He’s gentle and caring, something Michael hasn’t been in years. If I go back to him I could end up in a worse situation. I nod my head.
He slips a finger inside, “tell me who does this pussy belong to know?” I reach down and free his dick, rocking on his fingers, thinking only if this belongs to me. “Yes, you and only you. Now tell me.”
I didn’t realize I said that out loud, “you,” I moan as he sucks on my nipple.
Pushing himself inside me, thrusting me down onto him. He picks me up and lays me onto the table. He grabs my hips and pounds himself into me, both of us moaning in pleasure as he picked up his pace until both of us are screaming in pleasure as we find our release. “I’m going to fuck you in every room of this house and we’re not stopping until you are carrying my child.”
I wrap my robe around me as I stand up, “what about work?”
He leads me into the bathroom and starts the shower, “it can wait. I promised you a family and I’m going to keep it,” he pushes my robe off and pulls me into the shower and immediately gets on his knees. He pushes me against the wall, puts my right leg over his shoulder and begins eating my pussy. He pushes his tongue further in as the water cascades over our bodies. I moan in pleasure as I wrap my fingers in his hair, pushing him further in. He hums in delight as he devours me, “you taste amazing.”
My orgasm hits me and I scream out his name. He licks up all my juices before turning me around, “I love how you scream my name,” he pushed me down and thrust into me. He pounded into me as my breasts bounced with the hot water streaming down over us, it didn’t take long before we both found our release.
He spent all day and night fucking me in different areas of the house and different positions. I was sore, but loved every minute of it.