EroticReverie

Alice - One week Later 

I’ve been living with Ace Ares for two weeks now. Two weeks. And only after a week, we’d said we’d loved each other. It was crazy. It was fast and unexpected , but I just knew, and apparently so did he. 

He hasn’t gone back to the club, since the encounter I had with Gina. When I insisted he go, he insisted he didn’t want to. But the club owner was practically begging him to come back. Ace Ares drew the crowd and kept them there.  He’d offered Ace twice his rate just to show up one night a week. So that’s where we’re going tonight. 

“Do you like it?” I ask him as we sit at his dinner table…our…our dinner table.  I made him dinner tonight and it wasn’t anything special. Just spaghetti and meatballs, but they were homemade meatballs and I the pasta I made by hand too when I’d found the tools to make it in his kitchen while he was at work. 

“Princess, you’re gonna get a marriage proposal if you keep making me food this good.” He says and I smile and then continue to twirl my spaghetti around my fork. 

The thing I love most about Ace Ares? You would THINK it’s the fact he’s a sex god. But no. I love that he always says exactly what’s on his mind. He doesn’t filter things out. He communicates EVERYTHING. and I’m still not used to it. I love that there’s no guessing with him. But I know I have to work on my end to communicate as well as he does. 

I’m used to holding things back, to avoid confrontation, or arguments, or making someone uncomfortable. It started with my parents , never wanting to upset them, because they got upset over everything I did or said. Then it carried onto relationships. Boys would manipulate me and gaslight me and call me crazy for trying to communicate the simplest things. So I just stopped. I became smaller and smaller and kept my thoughts and feelings tucked away.  But here was Ace Ares, demanding me to spill them all out onto the table. Even more, he could read me. He CARED enough to read me. He paid attention. He knew me. He saw me. That’s why I love him. Because for the first time in my life, I believe in soul mates, and true love , and good men. 

“Think out loud Princess” he says and I stop twirling my fork and lift my eyes to him. His brow lifting slightly with a small smile on his lips. And I realize I do it all the time. Things I could be saying out loud to him, I say in my head. 

“I just love you.” I say and he smiles and finishes chewing his food. 

“I just love you too” he smirks at me and I smile at him and then bite my lip. I let my fork settle into the spaghetti as I look down at my plate. 

“No, I like…I REALLY love you.” I say and he gives a soft laugh and I lift my eyes to him and blush slightly. 

“I really love you too Princess” he says and I bite my lip. 

“You’re my favorite person.” I say and he smiles wide now and sets down his fork. 

“That is definitely reciprocated Princess, the feeling is mutual.” He says and then pats his lap. 

“Come here.” He says. 

“Youre eating.” I say , not wanting to disrupt his meal. 

“Are you telling me no?” He lifts his brow. Turning on the dominance , turning on the alter ego of “Master”.

I shake my head, my body responding to the flip of the switch as I shift in my seat. 

“Then get up. And get over here. Now. Don’t make me say it again Alice.” He warns and I feel my pussy ache as I push up from the table and walk around to his side and he gently pulls me onto his lap. I bite my lip as he makes me straddle him. My hands going to his shoulders as I settle on his lap, an almost silent moan slipping as I feel his cock already hard in his pants, pressed against my panties. My dress riding up and his fingers push the hem up more. 

“Tell me what else you were thinking over there” he says and his hands slides to my hips under my dress and over the fabric of my panties as he grabs my hips and pulls them. Rocking me forward and then gently pushing me back. I suck in a small breath and try to push my toes to the floor or the wooden beams running on the side of the chair to rock myself. 

He swats my legs. “I’ll take care of it. You just sit here like a good girl.” 

I whimper , because that little slap of my legs, the denial of any control, makes me even more wet. So I let my legs dangle and he smirks. 

“Talk to me while I rub this panty covered princess pussy against my dick , Alice” he groans and rocks me again and I gasp.  My body wanting to move. My hips pushing and pulling and he grips my hips harder. 

“Sit still.” He growls. “I decide how your pretty cunt gets wet.” 

“Yes sir” I cry as I try to let my hips relax and he waits and then pushes my hips and pulls them back to him as he grinds himself up just the slightest bit. 

“There you go, you listen well, don’t you baby?” He groans and keeps going and I grab his shoulders harder as I force my body to let him command it and move it. 

“Now talk to me” he groans and I whimper. 

“I can’t” I whine

“Why not?” He asks as he thrusts slightly up again while pulling me back and forth. 

“Because I’m too wet” I whine . “I can’t think about anything other than how much I want it”

“What do you want Alice?” He groans. 

“Your cock” I whimper and he groans and gives me a few more thrusts, a few more pull and push of his hands at my hips and then he’s  removing me from his lap. 

“Go sit down. We need to finish dinner before we finish playing.” He says and I whimper. 

“Ace” I whine and he smirks. 

“Go. Sit. Down.” He commands and I huff and turn and sulk back to my seat like a wounded puppy as he grins at me from across the table. 

“That’s was so mean.” I mutter. 

“What was that Princess?” He asks and I look at him. 

“Youre mean.” I say and he fights a grin but I see it. 

“Still love me?” He asks. 

“A little less than before.” I lie. Joking and he narrows his eyes. 

“Not funny.” He growls. 

“I love you more than I can stand.” I tell him. 

“That better be a good thing Princess” he says. 

I nod. “It is.” 

“Eat.” He says and nods and then picks up his fork.  

“Yes sir” I say and his lips curve slightly as we go back to eating our dinner. 

An hour later , I’ve been fucked and fucked again, and now we’re getting dressed to go to the club. 

Ace picks out my outfit. Because apparently he bought me one. It’s a red “Bordelle Adjustable Bondage Angela” dress, I have no idea what the hell that means. But that’s what he said it was. 

“God you look incredible.” He groans into my ear as he stands behind me. Looking at me in the mirror in front of us. His hands on my hips. His fingers running along the elastic satin and the metal rings that line the entire back of the dress giving two lines of peekaboo skin from the top all the way down the back and over my ass. Yeah. You don’t wear panties with the dress. At least I’m not. 

His one hand lifts and reaches around to my chest and he traces the cups of the corset like feature that presses my tits up and tight to my chest. 

“God you look stunning” he groans and then his hand slips down , rubbing a flat hand down over the front. His hand slipping over the harness straps that cross over the front. 

It’s a hell of a dress. I have to agree. 

“I’ve always loved this dress.” He says and groans. “I always knew I wanted to woman I would marry to wear this for me” he says and kisses the slope of my neck and my breath hitches. 

“Because… I WILL marry you Alice” he says and I lean back against him. His hand just continuing a slow roam back and forth and up down over the front of the dress. 

“And you’re going to let me, aren’t you Princess?” He whispers in my ear as I whimper softly and nod. He smiles against my ear. 

“Is it okay that I’m going to love showing you off tonight? That I’m going to tell every single person there , that you belong to me?” He whispers and my pussy fucking soaks itself even further and I nod. 

“I’m going to enjoy having my Princess on stage with me tonight” he whispers. 

“On her knees beside me while I demonstrate for everyone what I do to this body behind closed doors” he growls softly and I exhale. My head going back as his hand slips back up and cups one of my breasts. 

I was to sit on my knees tonight,on the stage while he worked. While he called up willing participants for impact play. 

“I can’t wait to see the puddle this pussy leaves on the stage Alice” he groans and I exhale hard again and moan as he grabs my other breast and bites my ear lobe gently with a growl. 

“It’s going to be impossible not to bend you over and take you in front of everyone there” he growls. 

“Ace” I moan and he groans into my ear.

“Would you let me ? Would you let me fuck you for everyone to see Alice?” He asks. 

“I’d let you do anything” I admit with a single breath. “I’d do anything for you” 

My answer has him groaning deeply against my neck. Kissing my skin and then biting it , making me hiss. 

“Good girl” he groans.

“Now let’s go before I sink my cock inside of you and make us late.”