COMMOTION PART 2-E

Ace stepped closer to her and she blew her top off. He hugged her, stopping her from leaving altogether. She punched him on the chest repeatedly. When he did not flinch, she got mad.

`Tramp? Whore? What about you? What is your opinion Mr Ace Wagner?' her punches did not inflict any pain on him, for he continued to stare at her with warm violet eyes. The corner of his lips turned slightly upward at this kitten's anger. Such a beautiful girl, despite the anger.

Seeing his smirk, she jabbed his shoes with her heels repeatedly, questioning her actions later because she almost fell over if Ace had not held her wrists tightly. Ace pulled her close to him, still smirking lazily at her.

She then proceeded to kick him, but Ace was not having any of it. He bends down and gripped the back of her knees and carried her over his shoulder like a rice sack. He made sure to wrap his arms tightly around her thighs, not wanting to flash her underwear.

`Put me down, Ace Wagner!', she hit his back with her fists.

`Not until you calm down', his hands gripped her legs tight.

Ace Wagner officially screwed his partner in crime; Astrid's mood. `I think you did well back there. Thank you, Astrid', he complimented her and started climbing the staircase leading to the rooms on the first floor.

Astrid was upside down and blood rushed to her face. She took a couple of deep breaths to calm herself down. Going up the staircase with an upside-down view was terrifying her. Her hair was almost touching the staircase. She turned her face to the left and spanked his butt loudly.

`Oii, What was that for?!', Ace cried.

`For lying to your mother and dragging me into it', she replied.

`Wow. Will, you look at that?', Abigail saw his brother Ace at the foyer of the first floor with Astrid on her shoulder.

`It's not what you think it is,' Ace grumbled, walking past her, this time slapping Astrid's butt.

`ACE, how dare you!',

`Astrid, you spanked mine earlier. We are equal now', Ace quicken his steps. Few more feet and I will be alone with her.

`Hadwin, Hadwin, come here quick, Astrid is here', Abigail shouted for Hadwin who just closed his room door, all prepared for dinner. Hadwin wore a white singlet accentuating his muscles and brown khaki shorts.

Ace mentally cursed his luck. He wanted to spend some time with Astrid in the privacy of his room and now he had to deal with his siblings. He rolled his eyes at Abigail.

Upon hearing Hadwin's name Astrid saw a ray of hope. `Hadwin, help me, please!' Astrid tried to look for Hadwin's silhouette.

`Yo my man Ace, Astrid?' Hadwin stopped in his path when he saw Ace and heard Astrid's voice.

`You gotta help me from this imbecile', Astrid spanked Ace again.

`Astrid, I will not hesitate to do the same to your fine ass again!', Ace barked, his temper flaring by now. 

`Whoa, temper. What happened, Astrid? Why is she upside down?', Hadwin pointed at her and laughed when she spanked Ace repeatedly.

`Well, I will see you all for dinner. Don't be late boys and girls. Ta ta', Abigail flipped her hair and strutted elegantly towards the staircase. She glanced at Ace who had rigid, cold eyes, staring at her with hate. So, he really likes her. She summarized her brother correctly.

`It's a long story, Hadwin. We will meet downstairs', Ace thinned his lips and walked towards his room and locked the door swiftly.

`Why did you lock the door?', Astrid panicked when Ace threw her on his bed and she rebounded against the soft mattress. Before she knew it, Ace had pinned her down, his fingers laced hers tightly and his legs over hers, pressing her with the right amount of weight.

`What are you doing?', her eyes went wide.

`What do you think?', his eyes had darkened with a yearning to touch her. Staring into her terrified pale brown eyes annoyed him. He closed his eyes and opened them, staring at her, eyes never leaving her face, devouring her features, and imprinting them into his memories.

`I…am sorry', she apologized seeing his eyes turning darker, and quite frankly the steady stare from him was freaking her out. She knew enough, he was desiring to do something that involved more than kissing. Astrid gulped visibly.

`No, I should be the one apologizing. I am truly sorry for the bad start. I did not expect her to say that. Abigail mentioned her as docile. But I guess I was wrong', he bends his head beside her head and heaved a breath.

Astrid chuckled. `Did you see her face when I mentioned you?'

Ace smiled into the mattress, `Oh god, don't tell me jealousy?'

`More like Desperate Housewives Wanna Be cross over to Extreme Envious 2.0,' Astrid was laughing silently. Ace lifted his head and laughed at her snarky remark, showing his white canine. Both laughed a moment at the event that transpired today.

`Your language was wonderful back there', he mused.

`Well I thought you approved?', she cocked her bushy eyebrow at him.

`My woman?' Ace lifted his brows to look at her amused face.

`My man?' she questioned him back.

`Are we good?', Ace's gaze bore into her.

`Yeah, we are good', she replied holding his gaze, not breaking eye contact with him.

`Can I seal it with a kiss?', his lips were dangerously close to hers.

`If I say no?', she teased him.

`Ace Wagner is bestowing you a benevolent act of generosity-' he murmured, kissing her cheeks.

`A generosity which Astrid Kaija prefers to repel for the sake of rationality-', she bantered with him.

`Which doesn't exist in Ace's dictionary-', he kissed the tips of her nose.

`And it consequence too-', Ace looks at her lips intently and hoarsely replied,

`A kiss', he completed their teasing and pressed his lips against her. A slow sensual kiss of assurance, one that could explain itself, before he gained momentum and captures her lips again and again. She loved the way their lips fit like two puzzle pieces. His teeth grazed her upper lip and gently bit it, for her to gasp and he slid his tongue inside her mouth. One handheld the back of her neck and slanted her head further to raise her chin, allowing him to deepen his exploration of her sweet mouth.

Her breathing had quickened. Astrid felt smouldering heat deep within her arising with every flick of his tongue inside her. He gradually crushes her deeper into the mattress, his body feeling every curve against him. One of her hand tangled into his thick hair, and another hand fisted his shirt at the back. She could feel the raggedness of his breathing against her own ribs.

His kiss sends butterflies in frenzy deep down in her stomach. It made her nervous, but her body responded by kissing him back, harder. At first, her inexperience self-soaked in his kiss, marvelling at the sensations she never knew she was capable of feeling.

But she learned fast and mimicked him, her lips moving in sync with his, demanding which he easily obliged. She bit his lower lips and her tongue graze his teeth, alternating until she found his canines, and this time, she bit his tongue, finally earning a groan of approval from him.

Her lips were intoxicating him, they tasted like lavender, more like lavender smelling roses, something only he can imagine and taste. He loved it when the rosebud of her lips opened to his demand, fully bloomed, waiting to be plucked and touched.

Elation and lust infiltered into his veins, and he continued to press his lips rougher, impenetrably, until he heard her moan. His hand started to feel her, his fingertips lightly touching her arm, moving downwards and stopped at her thigh, pressing her, releasing his desire through his touch.

Astrid tapped his neck when her breathing hitched. He released his kiss slowly, breathing hard against her chest. She took gulps full of air, eyes glassy, mind in a faraway galaxy; lost. He leans to the side and press lingering kisses on her neck and exposed shoulder until he composes his breathing.

`Ace', she whispered in an alluring voice, capturing his attention. Her hands were slipping down from his well-built chest towards his stomach. Dangerously close to his erection.

`Mmmmmmmmmm,' he lazily replied, kissing her collar bones and savouring her lavender scent.

`Something is pressing me….its….its…getting hard Ace,' she searched his eyes for an answer. Fuck, she doesn't know, Ace mentally scolded himself.

Ace immediately lifted his weight off her and gave her a hug. `Darling, I….I'm…..I will put it away', he was red-faced.

Ace climbed down from his bed and pulled his shirt out from his pants to hide his bulge. Ace pecked her lips one more time before guiding her to the guest room next to his and told her to get ready for dinner.

`Your clothes and bag are in there. Just normal jeans and shirt would do. Dad is not here, mom most likely will skip dinner', Ace explained to her.

`How long will you take to shower? she enquired.

`20 minutes.', he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears.

`Okay, shall I wait for you in the dining room then?'

`Darling, I don't mind you waiting for me in my room either, preferably all warmed up, with champagne as an appetizer, you as a side dish and me as the main course', he winked at her earning a push from her.

`Goodness, your lines are just retarded as your brain', she chuckled and slam the door shut before he changes his mind.

Ace looked at his ever-growing erection and facepalm himself. Fuck, I need a cold shower. He groaned loudly and knocked his head on the sink.