Ace Wagner took his chance and pulled her in for a hug. He breathed in her scent of lavender and mint, looping his hand around her hair. Her hair was tied up and he wanted to feel her soft curls around his hands.
`How was work?', she pulled back and asked. Gordon, his secretary opened the door for her, and she smiled at him.
`It was a busy day', Ace replied and motioned for them to drive. `Astrid, I have something to ask. I mean the favour I requested earlier', he scratched the back of his neck. What if she disagrees? Or worse will she get angry at me?
`Shoot, how can I be of help?', Astrid pulled a bottle of water from her bag and took a sip.
`My mom, she fixed a date for me tonight. At our house. And I need your help to chase her out', Ace was a nervous wreck by now. Ok, I just said it like ripping a band-aid. Fast and precise. Fuck, hope this works.
Astrid spits her water out and coughed. Her shirt got wet and Ace was quick to pass her his kerchief. He patted her back and waited for her reply.
`And?', she prodded further, feeling bitter at the idea of Ace Wagner dating. But she wanted to be sure that Ace was on the same page as hers before she agrees to this charade.
`I don't want to', Astrid's heart did a somersault of happiness. So, he is forced to date.
`And why didn't you tell mummy dear then?', she narrowed her eyes at him. For a businessman like him who seemed quite persuasive with her, she was sure he could butter his mother up with something, right?
`She won't take no for an answer. I have not had a steady girlfriend for all I can remember, and she has doubts about my preferences now. Abigail is of no help. She feeds nonsense into my mothers' brain. And frankly, the sooner I get rid of this date the better. I'd rather spent time with you than anyone else', he told her frankly.
Astrid swore her heart expanded the size of Alaska and she tried hard to contain the smile threatening to spill out of her lips. Ace watched her in amusement, noting the quickening rise and fall of her chest at his words.
`But how can I help with your date issue?', Astrid was perplexed as to where she can be of assistance. Exactly what did he have in mind?
Ace Wagner carefully took out the Versace dress and placed it on her lap. He also took the lipsticks carefully placed them on the hand rest. She stared at him with an open mouth. What?
`Words, please?', Astrid was stumped.
`Change into this dress, and pick the raunchiest lipstick color, any color that will leave mark on my shirt. We need to pretend that you are my girlfriend and we were making out in the car before you know the 'date' to put my mom and her choice of date off. A subtle way of kicking her out of the house' Ace explained in one breath.
Astrid took a moment to understand his plans and giggled.
`Won't your mom recognize me?', she asked in between fits of giggle.
`I can handle that part later, but the girl will not stay. I mean my mom is selling me like some sort of meat. If her date sees me with you, I mean no girls would like to share their men with another girl', he shrugged his shoulder.
`Wisely spoken. What's in it for me?' Astrid teased him.
`Well, you get this man all for yourself this weekend. Meat and all, a complete package', he flirted with her shamelessly.
`Gosh, you are corny. Try to be original. Close your eyes and turn your face around.' Astrid instructed him and lightly pushed his face away.
`Gordon pull the damn divider up!', Ace shouted at him.
`Yes, sir'.
Astrid struggled to change her shirt and shorts into the dress, she feared he would peep. She waited for 5 minutes and seeing Ace's eyes closed and unmoving she changed into the denim dress and zipped it. It hugged her body in the right places. She took a comb out of her bag and untied her hair. It cascaded until her lower back. Gently bouncing with each stroke of the comb.
`Astrid, can I open my eyes now?' Ace was apprehensive about his plans. He was formulating answers to tell his mother later. Mr. Jacques Wagner, his father was out in London, for a board meeting and he was lucky.
`Uh-huh.', Astrid took a pin and held it in her lips, searching for a mirror to place the pin in her hair.
Ace was in for a surprise. His jaws clenched, a flush rising to his cheekbones and he took a sharp hard breath. He checked her out, eyes moving from top to bottom 3 times before stopping at her collarbone. Astrid saw his reactions and her heart shuddered in her chest. The pin fell from her lips. Was it ugly?
`Astrid, you look gorgeous in that dress', his deep voice laced with emotions which she could not decipher. His British accent keeps getting thicker. `Leave your hair as it is.' His hands entangled themselves in her hair. Soft, just as he imagined.
Astrid tore her eyes from gazing at him and selected a Red Revival Maybelline lipstick. Ace snapped open his phone and turn on the camera. He ogled at her applying the lipstick from the center going towards the side, before pouting and reapplying another layer. Astrid was conscious of his stare, and her pulse quicken at his deft action. She was blushing, her heartbeat increasing with his stare on her lips.
When she finished with her lipstick, Ace moved closer to her, pushing the hand panel up.
`God, you look so good. Did you know that?', he asked only for her to turn all red. His knuckles traced her jawline and moved towards her collarbone. Fuck, he wants to kiss those lips! His jaw ticked when he brought his emotions in check. Don't scare her away. She is already as excited as it is. Go slow, go slow.
`I need you to..to kiss my collar...you know...to…', Ace mentally slapped himself for stammering.
Astrid nodded shyly and leaned her head towards his shirt, placing her hands on his arms for support, she kissed the collar of his shirt before stopping to unbutton a few buttons of his shirt. Her hot breath on his chest was slowly tormenting him. She proceeded to place a few kisses on the yoke and lapel of his white shirt. Her soft lips barely grazing his chest, leaving him wanting for more. He cursed under his breath. Maybe a little peck here and there would do.
Just as she was retrieving herself from him to access the lipstick smudge, Ace's feelings got the better of him and his head ducked in to kiss the space connecting her jaw and her neck, before moving upwards towards the back of her earlobe. He was not satisfied and started giving her open-mouthed kisses along her jawline moving down to kiss her clavicle.
He knew she stiffens momentarily at his sudden intrusion, but he did not stop. He could not stop when she was all rosy and flushed, ready for him to kiss her senseless. So he continued with his lips assault until she relaxed under him.
She could not think straight, with his lips doing wonders to her; invoking new sentiments, charting into unknown territory. His left hand snaked around her waist and pulled her close to him, his right hand held her thighs in place. She cranes her head back to give him better access. That feels so tempting.
He nibbled into her skin and licked it before soothing it with his kiss. He was gentle, not willing to leave any mark on her. By now, both her hands were in his hair, tugging him to continue. He smirked on her skin and continued kissing her slender neck and stopped at the corner of her lips.
`Ace', she broke his stupor and opened her eyes only to see his violet eyes darken with desire and lust. His nose was touching hers and she could feel his breath on her lips. Her throat felt constricted. She needs to confess something. I hope he won't judge me.
`I…I've..ne..never….kis..kissed…before', she blurted out and she did not bother blushing because it made itself known. Her lips were slightly parted anticipating his kiss and her heart fluttered inside her chest knowing he felt the same for her when she saw his face just as flushed as hers.
Ace's eyes widen in surprise before he giving her a dirty smirk. Holy fuck, she is a virgin.
`Darling, allow me to do the honors', the moment those words left his lips, he crashed his lips into hers, pulling her to sit on his lap, his hands hugging her waist tightly. His kiss held so much desire, it felt like euphoria to her. Her breathing became erratic. He tugged her lower lips and bit into it, forcing her to open her mouth and his warm tongue explored her. He angled her neck to mold perfectly into his lips with her, his tongue hungry for more. He kisses her harder, with all the pent-up desire licking into the kiss, determined passion coursing through each kiss, electrifying the air and she clings tighter on him.
Astrid and Ace pulled apart and took a shaky, shallow breath before Ace holds her head in his hands and pull her in for another fiery passionate kiss. She circles her hands around his neck, and he pulled her tighter against his chest, feeling her frantic heart beating against his racing heart. He pressed his tongue to the seam of her lips, and she granted him access to which he delved in lust inside her mouth. His warm lips tasted of cinnamon and she could not help but moan at the softness of his lips against hers, his rough tongue coursing through her sanity leaving her greedy for more.
Astrid kissed him back and allowed her tongue to graze his canines, causing a groan of pleasure to escape from him. She bit into his lip and tasted the metallic liquid that coursed through her mouth, driving her insane, for all she cared was the feel of his soft lips against hers. Ace felt the heat of her body against his and her fingers scrunched his shirt tightly. One of his hands went to her front zipper to open it, only for Astrid to pull back abruptly. Shit, he must have scared her!
`I'm sorry.' Ace pecked her lips and gently pressed her forehead against his, both catching much-needed breath to calm their raging fire of passion. Her lips were sore and swollen from his kiss and he could not help but smile. Astrid was glowing from his kiss, too distracted to notice anything. He waited for her to calm down. Ace was swelling with pride, seeing the effect he had on her. Slightly glazed eyes, rosy lips, and red cheeks.
`Ace', she spoke after calming down. `Is this enough for you?', she pointed at his shirt for him to look and grin.
`I liked the real deal better', he muttered against her lips and nuzzled her neck in response.
Gordon who had the divider up requested to speak to Ace and was surprised to see them both flushed and Astrid on his lap, with his hands high on her thigh and his face buried in her neck.
`Sir, I am sorry for the interruption-', Gordon was cut short by Ace.
`You better be fucking sorry, Gordon', Ace's eyes had turned into a blazing rage of anger for interrupting his time with Astrid. He wanted to kiss her more, her lips taste like the elixir of love itself, hooking him.
`Sir, we are near the guard post..please let me know of –', Gordon was afraid by now. Ace rarely scolded him and this time he noted he disturbed his private time with the girl on his lap. Astrid buried her face on Ace's neck too embarrassed to face Gordon.
Ace did not wait for Gordon to finish. He faced Astrid and looked into those inquisitive pale brown eyes, spellbinding him.
`Astrid darling, we look like a couple who had rough car sex.', Ace was blunt with his words. He pecked her lips again and again before stopping and stared at her rosy lips.
`Shit, you are so shameless.' She pinched his cheek and pushed his face away from her. He looks so handsome, with his diamond studs, redden cheeks and sexy cleft on the chin. I wonder how he tastes like?
`We are going to put up a great display of entertainment tonight, Astrid', Ace muttered staring at Astrid longingly.
`Oh boy, I'm in for a ride', Astrid's heart started beating fast again. Her mind was veering towards doing dirty things to him and she needed a distraction.
Ace placed her back into her seat and wiped his lips from her lipstick stains. Astrid straightened her dress, reapplied her lipstick, and nodded at Ace. Ace loosen his necktie and removed his coat.
Ace grabs Astrid's ankle to remove her shoes and helped her to wear the Versace satin cage heels he bought for her. He allowed his hands to ran from her ankle to her thighs before she slapped his wandering hands away. Ace knocked on the divider twice to indicate the driver to drive to the mansion for an evening of revelation and shock.