13. EMMA
Chapter thirteen
EMMA
A ce didn't mess around this morning and quickly ushered my sore ass out of the house. Everything I endured with my father and Rocco, then the really fucking hot sex with Ace that I had last night; I’m a bit sore. But I still managed to be quick and now we are on our way to the air strip.
I've never been on a helicopter. Jets, planes, yes but a little helicopter, nope and what Ace has planned excites me, and I look forward to spending time with him alone, but how can we honestly relax? How can we just sit here and act like we both don't have bounties on our heads?
Last night, I learned Ace killed Luca's son and Luca wants his revenge. I just wish Ace told me, instead of my father telling me as he tried to choke me to death.
My eyes close, thinking about last night and the look in my father's eyes as his hands continued to strangle me.
He's gone, he is not a man I know, or a man I want to live another day.
I haven't told Ace about last night, and I will, when I'm ready to.
He kept his secret about Luca's son, I will keep this one for now.
I feel Ace's hand grip mine, causing me to open my eyes and look over at him, meeting his gaze I smile.
“What are you thinking about? He asks and I shake my head.
“How much fun we are going to have.” Total fucking lie, but he has enough to think about, he doesn't need my pain too.
He reaches over and pulls me to his lap as I straddle him.
He looks into my eyes with a seriousness to them.
“Fun, we will have for a few days, but Baby Girl, I need you to do something-”
“Sir.” Ace looks over my shoulder, looking to the front of the car where Caz sits and my eyes roll in annoyance; every fucking time we try to talk we get interrupted. Ace looks back to me with a grin, and nerves flood my body before he says. “We're here.”
The car comes to a stop, right beside the helicopter and my breathing quickens.
Ace opens the car door and gets out before he reaches his hand in for me to take.
I place my hand in his large hand, before his fingers clasp around it and he pulls me up from the car.
When my eyes land on the helicopter in front of us, I swallow hard and beads of sweat form on my forehead.
I thought I would be able to swallow this fear down and get on that fucking thing but there is no way I am.
I snap the words out of my mouth. “I can't get on that.” Ace looks down at me with a raised brow.
“And why not?” “I'm scared to death of heights, Ace.”
He barks a laugh, a playful laugh I haven't heard from him yet, and he carries it with his voice when he says. “You drift around sharp turns on the mountain with straight drop offs, but you're scared of heights?”
“That's different, that helicopter has nothing underneath it, it's so fucking small.”
“Well, Baby Girl, there's no other choice so you can either get on by yourself like a big girl, or I'm putting your ass on there.” I cock a brow and tilt my head to the side.
He bends over and wraps his arms around my legs before he throws me over his shoulder, a squeal slipping from my lips.
He chuckles before his palm comes down across my ass, leaving a sting in its path, exciting the ache between my legs .
“You're really going to hate me when you find out how we are getting off.” He chuckles as I instantly squirm against his grip tightening with each squirm as I bark out. “Oh you're funny now! Ace, I am not jumping!”
He sets me in the helicopter quickly getting in before he shuts the door, totally ignoring what I just fucking said, but he carries a mischevious smirk, showing a side to him, I have yet to see; And I fucking love it!
He slides the headset over my head before he puts his on just as the engines start and the vibration flows beneath me causing my nervous anticipation to sky rocket. I hear the pilot talk through the headset saying we are ready to take off causing me to swallow hard and my knee to start jumping.
“Oh, hell no I'm not ready to take off!” I feel Ace's hand on my knee, as he presses down, calming my knee from bouncing all over the place with my nerves before those blues bore into mine, with a calm tone.
“I gotcha, Baby Girl, keep your eyes on me.” His calm tone, those eyes, his warm touch calms me, and I find myself losing myself in the moment, until I realize the helicopter is in the air and I look out the window and down; holy fuck!
I hear him chuckle through the headset before his thumb and pointer finger grip my chin, pulling my head back towards him, snapping my eyes back to his. “I told you to look at me.”
“You're crazy, you know that.” He shrugs his shoulders as those delicious lips turn into a smirk. “So are you.”
Relaxing with each passing moment, my eyes stay locked on Ace's. The familiar hum from the engine, reminding me of my car, which calms me even more.
“See it's not so bad.” I giggle sarcastically with my words. “Yeah sure.”
“Baby Girl, you better get used to this, we'll be in a helicopter a lot.” My eyes slightly roll letting out a huff and his grip on my chin tightens. “Did you just roll your eyes at me?” I giggle as I say. “Maybe.” He shakes his head, a smirk toying on his lips.
The pilot comes over the headset, letting Ace know we have arrived which causes my eyes to look out the window, seeing we are still over water, no land insight, a boat in the middle of the ocean.
I look back over at Ace, a playful smile twists from his lips as he starts unbuttoning his shirt.
“Strip, Baby Girl; it's time to get wet.” My eyes widen and my mouth falls. “What? I thought you were joking.”
“Do you know me to joke?”
“Ace, I'm not fucking jumping!”
“Trust me, you will love it!”
A huff escapes my throat and I shake my head. He slides his shirt from his shoulders before he says. “You can either go with your clothes on, or take them off. I find it more refreshing without them.”
“You are fucking crazy! This is fucking insane, I am not jumping!”
He barks a laugh. “Do you trust me?” My heart slams against my chest with his words; yes I trust him, but what the fuck, we are jumping from a fucking helicopter into the water!
“Yes, I trust you.”
“Good, now strip, it will give you a high of a lifetime, I promise.”
I huff before I take a deep breath and start peeling my clothes from my body until I am left with nothing on. The pilot comes on saying he's ready when we are and my heart sinks to my gut when Ace reaches for the door and opens it, the fresh air smacking me in the face.
Ace takes my hand and pulls me up to him, standing next to the door, looking down at the water below us, Ace wraps his arms around me and looks down at me.
“You ready?” Ace askes with a mischievous smirk to his lips.
“Fuck N-” Without waiting for my full response, he lifts me off the floor beneath my feet and launches himself out the plane with me in his arms. I wrap my legs around him and cling to his body for dear life as we fall from the helicopter, his arms holding me tight, bracing for our fall.
We break through the surface of the water with force, falling below, I immediately start swimming for the top.
Ace's arm is still wrapped around my waist as he uses his other to swim up to the surface.
And when we surface, air rushes into my lungs as I wipe the water from my face, focusing my eyes on Ace as I wade in the water.
“You good?” He asks and I splash water at him as I say playfully. “You dick!” He barks a laugh. “You can't say that wasn't fucking fun!”
“Alright, I'll admit it was kind of fun.”
“See. Now come on, let's get on the boat.”
Ace starts to swim towards the boat and I follow him, enjoying this beautiful site around me. The blue warm waters, bubbles in my stomach rising with excitement as I swim.
ACE
I look over my shoulder making sure she is still behind me as we swim to the yacht, and that smile she gets when she drives is spread across her face. She fucking loved that shit, and now I know, she trusts me, and I can get her to do whatever I need her to do.
We didn't have to jump but it's how my crazy ass likes getting to the yacht.
Our yacht barely ever sets port, always out in the open water in the event we need to hide, it's like a safe house for us.
Only accessable by boat or helicopter, a place we can let our guard down, to escape the world we live in for just a fucking minute.
And that's what I plan on doing, letting my guard down with her for a few days while we cruise our way to Russia, and then we will get airlifted to my Family's estate.
It may be the last chance her and I have to see what we are in this crazy fucking world we live in before I leave to find Charles.
When I find him, I will bring her home, and let her get her revenge, but not until he is found.
I will not risk losing her, and I can't think clearly with her home. I want to, but I can't.
EMMA
We get to the back of the yacht, and Ace pulls me to the stairs before I start to climb them and he follows, getting onto the deck, Ace grabs a towel and hands it to me.
I take the towel and wrap it around myself as Ace wraps a towel around his waist, the water running down his neck from his hair, down over his chest, glistening in the sunlight my eyes look up to his, a smile forming on my face before my eyes catch a young man walking towards us.
“Mr. Collins, Mrs. Collins.”
“Duke, this is Emma, my wife. Emma, this is Duke the Captain of this ship.”
I smile with Ace's words when he introduces me as his wife for the first time, before I look back to the Captain. “Nice to meet you, Duke, you can call me Emma.”
“Noted. I'll let you two get settled, Cassie has put your things in your room.”
“Thank you, Duke.”
Duke nods before he walks away and I look up to Ace with an amused smile playing on my face before I say. “You know, I like what you just said.”
The corner of his lips twists as he reaches out and pulls me into him, playfully. “What did I say?”
“You introduced me as your wife.” He chuckles before his hand comes up and cradles my face in his hand.
“You are my wife.” He leans down and presses his lips to mine before he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. “You're mine, Baby Girl.” He whispers on my lips then takes my bottom lip between his teeth before he devours my lips again, he walks down a hallway before he opens a door.
His long strides reach the bed before he drops a knee onto the bed, still holding me before he lays me back, his body following, resting between my legs.
Our lips become frenzied as my fingers trail up his back, feeling every ripple to every muscle in his toned back as he rocks his hips into me.
I pull at the towel wrapped around his waist before I toss it to the floor, my hands wrap around that tight ass of his, digging my nails in the skin of his tattooed ass cheeks.
He rips at my towel, leaving my skin igniting with his warm body against mine.
Feeling his hand slide between my legs, I suck his tongue into my mouth as I rock my needy pussy against his hand that slides between my folds instantly playing with the ball over my clit.
My breath catches in my throat before it escapes into his mouth as he smiles against my lips.
“I love how wet you are for me, always ready, needy.” He whispers into my mouth before two fingers slide inside me, instantly going to work inside my pussy; fuck.
I'm already on the fucking edge, and jesus christ, his two fingers work in a perfect thrusting motion.
A moan rips from my throat as my pussy clamps down around his fingers, right there ready to fucking detonate and he rips his fingers from inside me, then slams his thick length deep inside me, ripping the words from my mouth as I fucking loose it.
“FUCK!” My legs shake around his waist as his cock continues to drive deep inside me, stretching my still fresh virgin pussy as I come undone.
Feeling the wetness pool between my legs, making the sounds of skin slapping louder and louder, echoing from the walls.
“You're soaking me baby.” He growls against my neck before he nips my skin in between his teeth.
His hand squeezes around my ass cheek bruisingly hard.
“And I'm going to do it again if you keep doing what you're doing.” I pant.
His thrusts are methodical, hitting deep in my walls, that spot, the one perfect spot, oh so fucking perfectly, my insides screaming with each thrust. The friction of our bodies setting my nipples on fire, and I can't take it anymore.
My climax hits its peak feeling the gush between my legs, ripping a groan from Ace as he picks up his pace.
Brutally thrusting deep inside me before he slams into me, holding himself there as his cock pulses deep inside me.
We pant against each other's necks, letting myself feel every bit of this moment as I wrap my arms around Ace's torso, placing my hands flat against his back as we both pant into each other's skin, coming down from our high.
After what feels like a few minutes, Ace lays beside me and I roll onto my side and lay my head on his chest. “Baby Girl, there's some things we need to talk about.”