MATILDA MEYER PART 3-E

Ace hugged her for a good 5 minutes before stepping away and intertwining her hand into his.

`Come over here. Let me introduce you to my friend', Astrid walked towards her bench where Matilda sat with a grin on her face.

`Awwww. That is so cute. Straight out of a romantic novel', Matilda exclaimed, and Astrid's face turned red again. Ace was indifferent, a small smirk plastered on his lips.

Astrid sat in between Ace and Matilda.

`I think you've met her, Matilda Meyer. At the club, some time back', Astrid spoke to Ace. He nodded and shook hands with Matilda.

`You are not planning on clubbing are you?', Ace raised an eyebrow at Astrid.

`No. No. Not anytime soon', Astrid clarified but Ace frowned upon hearing her answer.

`What do you mean by anytime soon? I will bring you if you want to. You are not going to any clubs without me', he spoke seriously leaving no room for argument. Astrid simply nodded and he placed his hands behind her, pulling her close to him.

`How was work?', she enquired. Ace's face was already in her hair, inhaling her lavender scent. He could never get enough of her. I need to see her naked. Fuck my mind. I am in a park, thinking about her naked body beneath mine. I am officially screwed.

`I secured a deal with a soft drink Japanese company. They have an acquired taste', he replied with a thick British accent and placed his other hands on her thighs. His thumb started rubbing her skin and he moved his legs closer so their legs were touching each other.

`Tell me about it. They are the kinkiest people on this planet', Matilda snorted and Ace smirked, shaking his head side by side.

`True. I wonder how vomit flavour drink tastes like', Ace looked at Astrid's astonished face and he could not help but stare at her lips. She could not see his eyes, covered by his aviators and he did not leave his gaze from her soft pink lips. Ace gently rubbed his thumb over her lips. Must kiss her.

`Ewwww, what does a drink have to do with being kinky?' Astrid wondered out aloud.

`Astrid. They excel in all things kinky, all things disgusting and all things weird', Matilda summarized.

`Do you know what I excel at?', Ace whispered into her ears huskily. Astrid slowly turned to face him and removed his aviators. She was stunned to see him staring at her lips. She had a feeling that he had been staring at her ever since they sat. She put his aviators back on, knowing a public image of him with her was not something she wanted. 

`What?', she replied softly, gulping knowing he was up to no good, by the glimmer of his eyes and his heavy stare.

`I excel in anatomy. Specifically, the anatomy of the female human body', his gaze did not leave her lips and he brought his face closer to hers, their nose touching each others.

`That is out of context', she whispered. Astrid was nervous and licked her lips before biting her lower lips.

`Damn, you should not have done that', Ace spoke hurriedly and sealed his lips with hers without a warning. His soft kiss tugged her bottom lips in between his teeth and lightly bit into it, teasing her. She felt jolts of electricity with each tug. She enveloped her hands behind his neck and pull him closer. He obliged and swiftly carried her to his laps, never breaking their momentum. He kissed her harder, pressing his lips into hers, moulding it perfectly as if she were made to kiss him.

His grasp on her waist tighten and she gasped, allowing him to snake his tongue into her sweet mouth, tasting every crevice with passion. His kisses fell in rhythm, like a dance between two souls moulding into one.

She tugged at his hair, feeling his smooth dark hair in between her fingers, relishing in their abundance. He took it as a cue to further deepen his kiss, and he angled her neck slightly. When she pressed her chest closer to his, he groaned. Unknowingly, Astrid squeezed her body into his leaving no space between them, their breath in tandem with their kiss.

He kissed her passionately, relishing in it, having not met her for almost a week, pouring his love and yearn for her. She matched his fervour, hands never leaving his hair, tousling it and clenching them in lust.

Matilda shook her head at the couple beside her, lost in their world. She saw some youngsters whistling at them but she glared daggers at them, annoyed.

Eventually, Astrid pulled back, the need for oxygen pressing her lungs to breathe harder. Ace rested his forehead on hers and had the audacity to ask `How was my lesson?'

`Huh?', her eyes were glazed and cloudy, lost in his kiss. He smirked. He enjoyed the effect he had on her after each kiss. It was delirious for him and definitely intoxicating for her.

`Tasty', her face had turned crimson red when she answered and quickly buried her face at the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent deeply. Gosh, his kisses are always so sudden and filled with passion.

`I like your blush. I love it when you turn all red', he whispered into her ears and kissed her earlobe. Astrid was beyond embarrassed and refuse to look up.

`It is getting hot here', Matilda fanned her face pretending. Ace chuckled.

`Sorry, you had to see that', Astrid spoke to Matilda after composing herself. Ace nuzzled at her neck, refusing to let her go from his lap.

`It's okay. Seeing you both in love, it's refreshing', Matilda stood up and straightened her clothes. Both Astrid and Ace did not correct her, for they knew they were growing to love each other as time progresses.

`Ace, we need to go', Astrid tried to pry herself from his hold, but he held her with an iron grip, not budging an inch.

`Just a little longer, please, sweetheart', his lips grazing against her slender neck, placing kisses randomly.

`You lovebirds enjoy yourselves. I will text you soon. Bye, Astrid', Matilda winked at her and waved them. 

`Bye, Matilda. Have a safe journey', Astrid replied. She turned to face Ace with a scowl on her face.

`Ace, that is ridiculous. We are on a public bench for god's sake', Astrid admonished him for his clingy behaviour.

`Mmmmmm. Doesn't matter', he mumbled. Astrid rolled her eyes.

`Please, people are looking and it's freaking me out. Can we continue this elsewhere?', she pleaded.

Ace stopped kissing her neck and looked up at her. Astrid's face spelt discomfort and he promptly placed her on the bench much to her relief. Both stood up and Ace adjusted his aviators back.

Ace slipped his hand into hers and brought her hands to his lips, before kissing her knuckles. She smiled graciously and walked closer to him.

`We will continue this, but I won't promise I will be able to stop', Ace teased her further and smirked dirtly when she blushed again.