Resisting Him Is Never Easy

He catches my bottom lip between his teeth and that sends my mind into a frenzy and I forget to breathe for a second.

I'm nothing but a puddle of mess beneath him and he knows it well enough.

His fingers reach the roots of my hair as he tilts back my head slightly to gain more access to my mouth as our tongues fight for dominance but as usual, he wins by running his tongue along my bottom lip and making an elicit moan escape my mouth.

Why am I kissing him back?

Why do I want to run my fingers through his hair? Why do I want to feel the hardness of his chiseled chest? Why am I so turned on by the idea of kissing him after such a long time of being away from him, as if I was lost in the desert till now and he is my last drop of water?

Fuck...

Ace's lips travel down my jaw and into the crevice of my neck as his grip tightens on my hair and he pushes my body further against the wall by pressing himself against me.

A shaky breath escapes my lips when I feel the bulge of his pants pressing against my abdomen and I am reminded of all those nights that I have spent in our bed where he would love me like I was the last girl on this planet.

His hand travels from my waist to the front of my pants as he pushes open the button before I can stop him.

Not that I really want to stop him right now or anything.

His skilled fingers find the waistband to my panties quicker than I can remember and just when his lips capture mine once again, his fingers glide through my folds like they know my body all too well.

A strangled moan escapes my lips but is quickly drank in by him as he kisses me ferociously while his fingers slide inside me, making me weak in my knees all at once.

Too much is happening at the same time...he's not even giving me a chance to speak.

My fingers scrunch up the lapels of his coat as I try to stop myself from enjoying this moment too much while he continues his antics like he can't get enough of me.

He never could.

Even when we were together and happy in love, he could never get enough of me and it was always evident in his actions.

In everything that he did for me.

"Fuck...Meera...I've missed you all too much, my darling." He whispers against my ears just before taking my earlobe in between his teeth as he adds another finger inside me and my eyes scrunch up shut as only his name escapes through my moans.

"The way you always respond to everything I do...the way your body craves mine..." his words resound around me but for me our entire surroundings disappear. Nothing else matters right now. Just him and the way that he is making me feel.

"Ace...please..." I whine when he starts moving his fingers in a deliberately slow manner. I can feel my body reaching the heights of my pleasure but he seems to have different plans.

"Please what, mia cara?" He whispers against my lips and I shake my head with my eyes still closed. I can't look at him but good lord do I want him...

I want him.

My heart is racing a thousand miles per second as I grab him by the collar of his pristine shirt before pulling his lips closer to mine, "please...Ace...just make me come." I whisper with the last shred of my self respect going into the trash can.

He smirks against my lips like he always used to, "as my lady commands." He states in the charming way of his words.

And right in that moment, he presses his thumb against the little bud at the apex of my thighs while increasing the pace of his fingers just as my head spins in pure ecstasy and I feel myself reaching the point where I am nothing but a pawn working at his wishes.

A loud moan escapes my lips and he covers my mouth with his entire hand while my legs shiver and I feel my core tightening up for a brief second just before the release comes crashing down on me.

My entire body is sensitised like a fucking nerve ending and all I want is Alejandro right now.

And just as I am reeling off from the effects of my orgasm, Ace does the most uncharacteristic thing ever and steps back from me, adjusting his lapels and the disheveled collar of his shirt with a cool smile on his lips.

I am caught off guard by the expression on his face just as I furrow my brows and hurry to fasten the button of my pants as I try to neutralise my breathing.

"Ace...?" I utter out, completely surprised by the fact that just two seconds ago this man was all over me and now, even as I step towards him, he steps back from me.

"Did you really think I would forget everything and forgive you?" He asks in the same tone that he used on the last night that I saw him; that was two years ago.

My heart sinks to the bottom of my stomach as I stare at him with a flabbergasted expression, realising for the second time in my life, that I have just been fooled by the great Alejandro Harrington.

No no no...