SOBER-PART 1-E

Astrid felt a sense of weightlessness. Her vision was pitch black. A thin claw of a silver mist started coiling itself building up its size. A piece of slow music could be heard in the background. As the tempo increase, the silver mist formed a faint shape of a man. She tried groping it but the `man' disappeared only to reappear beside her. The silver mist of a man turn to face her and Astrid screamed in the silence seeing it was a blank face, devoid of any eyes, nose, and mouth! Fuck, what was that?

Ace tried to keep his mind off Astrid who was sitting on his lap, head on his neck, every inhales and exhale like wisps of desire strangling him, enticing him to explore her body. Why did he feel like this towards her? He did not deny the attraction he had for her. But seeing her drunk like this and almost on verge of losing herself had he not shown up, made his jaw tick in stress.

He frowned when he saw her short dress and wondered if he had been late, she would be in a worse situation. His warm hands gripped her thighs tighter.

Ace sat stiff as a stone. Out of the blue, her hands went groping his chest. Her eyebrows were furrowed as if dreaming. Ace placed his hand over hers, holding her back from touching him. Hadwin chuckled at his brother's misery.

`Never let a drunk girl sit on your lap', Hadwin said.

`I just wanted to get out of that place' Ace replied, not thinking clearly when he exited the club.

In one sweeping motion she pulled his singlet down and her eyes flew open. She adjusted her eyes to her surrounding and the first thing she saw was her hands clinging Ace's shirt and his hands on her legs.

`How did I end up here?' she whispered into his neck still in a daze.

`You called me?' Ace turned towards Hadwin and mouthed silently to drive faster.

`I mean how did we end up here?'

`Hadwin wanted to escort me?'

`No, no. I mean these fishes here. I see 2 fishes. They are stuck on your chest', Astrid stared at Ace's face now.

`Shit, how much did she drink. Is she a newbie, a lightweight?' Hadwin spoke with disbelief.

`Astrid that is no fish. It's just some tattoos. I can…'

`Shhhhhhhh.. your voice is too loud. You will wake the bird', Astrid placed a finger on his lips to shush him.

Hadwin snickered. He wondered which bird she was referring to. He would get a turn on with someone like her on top of him.

`Ace', she cooed into his neck, her soft lips grazing his skin ever so lightly.

`Mmmmmmmmm.' He tried to hold her wrists, but she shushes him again silencing his hands.

`I think the orange bird wants to eat them fish' she pulled the shirt further until she heard a ripping sound.

`Astrid. What are you doing!', he whispered angrily, at her for tearing his singlet. 

Ace was left stumped. He never had a girl sitting on his lap, on top of it in his car, ripping his singlet and commenting on his tattoos as if it were a cartoon storyboard! He was truly lost for words.

`I'm just going to scare the bird ok', she chortled and bit down on his chest. He hissed in pain letting out a string of curses.

`See the bird is hissing, Ace. It's working'. She continued nibbling and kissing his chest while mumbling something incoherent. She left red marks all over his chest.

`Drive the fuck faster Hadwin. She is biting me, for God's sake!' Ace pleaded.

`Ok, ok.', Hadwin honked before nearing the guard post and the gate flew open. The Maserati jerked forward, and Astrid was pushed further into Ace's chest.

`Ace, the bird is reaching…. Further down.' Her finger traced to his hips and stopped. She fumbled with his pants looking for the tail of the bird when Ace shouted her name. Ace never felt so enticed and that too by a drunk lady. Her innocent gesture was seducing him without her even trying it.

`Please, Astrid. I will show you my birds and fishes when you are sober', he tried to speak like her inebriated mind. Her hand was already going down south fast, touching the hem of his boxer.

`That is one hell of a girl', Hadwin opened his car and dashed into the house, looking left and right.

`But..but..the bird will end up eating the fishes, Ace. I can whip the tail and….and stop it' she started pushing his pants down and Ace let go of her legs and tried to shove her hands away.

Astrid changed her position and straddled him, her dress hiked dangerously high. Ace pulled her dress down, while another held his pants for dear life. She put her hands inside his pants again when he kept pushing her hands away.

Butler Lionel saw a midnight blue Maserati screeching to a halt and squinted his eyes in surprise when he saw Astrid with the Wagner brothers. He swiftly opened the car door and almost fell on his butt. He could not believe his eyes.

Astrid with a leg on each side, Ace's hand pulling her dress hem down and her hands fumbling inside his pants. And his singlet was ripped from his left side. 

`Ma….master Ace. Miss A..Astrid', the butler trembled. In his entire life serving the Wagner, this is the first time he saw a girl with such proximity with Ace Wagner. He did not know what to do.

`Astrid, please. I will stop the bird from eating the fish. Please, Astrid..'

She moved her hands inside his pants, finding his cock and groping them.

`No, Astrid. Please don't touch me like that. Fuck', he cursed and let go of her dress hem, grabbing her wrists and prying them away from his penis. Luckily she obliged.

Ace was losing his patience and sanity at her. 

`Pinkie promise?' she held her pinkie

`Pinkie promise!', he answered eagerly, before she slumped her head on his chest.

`Butler Lionel prepare a lemon a warm lemon juice with honey. She needs it' Hadwin shouted from inside the house, afraid of his parents caught him out when he was grounded.

Ace cursed his brother with more profanity. He composed himself, lifted her hands placing them on his broad back, cupped her backside, still straddling him and speed walked to the kitchen, keeping her short dress tucked properly.

`Why did you run off? You could have helped.' Ace placed Astrid on the kitchen island and Butler Lionel placed a glass of lemon juice on Hadwin's hand.

`Help getting molested by her? Hell no. Look at your chest, all red with bite marks'. He pointed at Ace's chest.

`Ace, why is your cock like that?', Hadwin smirked at his brother's semi-hard cock bulging from his pants.

`Don't fucking go there', Ace hissed.

`Master, and sir, what happened to her?' Butler Lionel was concerned for he had never once seen her intoxicated like this. `She is nothing but a good lady'.

`Yes, we know. Otherwise Mr Englishman Ace here would not allow her to do this and this.' Hadwin pointed at Ace's state of appearance.

Astrid stirred from her sleep and croaked for water.

`Astrid, girl. I have something for you', Hadwin tricked her into drinking the lemon juice. He gently tilted her head and helped her to swallow the juice.

Butler Lionel wiped her mouth with a napkin.

`Ewwwww. You tricked me fish cake' Astrid pointed at Hadwin.

`Trust me, you will feel a whole lot better', Hadwin cleaned the dried blood on his knuckles before Butler Lionel bandaged them.

`You suck'. She accused him.

`Ace, she will puke in 10 minutes' time' Hadwin leaned against the sink and watched Astrid slump against Ace.

Exactly after 10 minutes,

`Ace…I don't feel good', her cheeks puffed, and her stomach clenched. Ace did not waste a minute and scooped her up running towards the toilet. Astrid vomited her contents out. She gagged and vomited again. Ace held her hair and rubbed his large hands on her lower back, soothing her.

`Prepare my jacuzzi', Ace instructed Butler Lionel.

`Are you sure of not using the guest room?', Butler Lionel asked but Ace glared at him and he rushed out. Butler Lionel made a small smile. Ace is officially smitten by Astrid.