22. EMMA
Chapter twenty-two
EMMA
S itting on the edge of the bed still wrapped in my towel, I pick up my phone from the nightstand and call Zee. If Ace wants things to go smoothly, we need this to be as normal as possible, and that involves getting Zee to start a race.
Ace said we were going to have a little fun tonight and he was going to race me, but all this came up so that changed those plans.
I haven't spoken with Zee since my car was taken, and before Ace took my ass on that boat. God, that feels like it was weeks ago, but it was just the other day.
The phone rings in my ear. “Hey Em.” Finally his voice loudly comes through the phone, I playfully respond. “Hey to you.”
“Where the fuck have you been Em. I've been calling for days.” He growls.
“I know, I'm sorry. I got busy, really busy. But I need you to do something for me. Think you can help me out?”
“Whatcha need?”
“I need you to get a race going. I need one of those Heathens to call me out tonight.”
“He's already called you out, but I haven't been able to get in touch with you.”
“Tell him it's on then.”
“What's going on with you lately? You're not yourself.” He questions me, causing me to sigh. “A lot has been going on with my family, Zee. I can't tell you everything, you know that.”
“Yeah, I know, your secret life.” I hear the annoyance in his voice, and I understand but I can not let him get hurt, or know my life. “Don't say it like that.”
“I'm just worried about you, and now you want to race a Heathens driver. It's Zeke, he's the best driver.”
“Zee, please understand I can't tell you this, but I can tell you I'm married.” I end that last sentence playfully.
“WHAT? To whom?”
“Remember that guy that drove my car after my last race.”
“Yeah.”
“That's him. But keep that between us okay.”
“Em, were you forced to do that?”
“Well, not exactly, but I love him Zee and I don't regret it.” I told him. I don’t regret marrying Ace. I regret how things happened but what can I do about it now?
“Okay, if you're sure. I'll make the calls. You've got two hours.”
“Thanks Zee, I'll see you then.”
Our call ends. Hitting the lock button on the side of my phone, I twist my phone in my hand as my mind begins to wander; never a good thing.
My excitement is through the roof. I am so fucking excited to get back into my car, I can't stand it, but yet, I'm not running out of this house. The drive to push myself to get dressed and go race, isn't there. Why? I love racing; this isn't me.
Ace was about to say something before Bear barged in and I didn't like the way it sounded.
The Bear situation, well, it's going to stop.
I'm tired of people coming between Ace and I's relationship.
I'm cool with their past, whatever they did together, which I can imagine what they've done; fuck I've imagined having two men at once, but I've imagine a lot more than just that.
If this was different, maybe, but I'm married to Ace.
Our marriage may have started as a contract, but it's definitely not now.
He gives me everything I need, in so many pleasurable ways.
He may be the only man I've been with, but I'm okay with that.
I waited twenty one years to find the perfect one, and I did.
If we weren't married, and I didn't love Ace, I think I would be encouraging a good time, but I'm not and I'm going to nip it in the ass before it goes any further.
Ace said that I could choose what I wanted when we got Luca and of course I chose him. My dream isn't a dream without him in it anymore.
“Baby Girl.” I jump, startling not realizing Ace has walked up on me. I meet his gaze and he asks. “What's wrong?”
“Nothing. We have two hours. Zeke is the driver, he's already called me out, Ace. So the race is on.”
“That's Luca's best driver.”
“Yeah. He beat me a long time ago, and he hasn't called me out since then.”
“He's up to something.”
I nod in agreement then ask. “Can I say something?” I can't restrain myself anymore, I need to say what I have to say.
Ace sits beside me on the bed, holding his gaze on me.
“Ace, earlier you told me I could choose what life I wanted and I told you that my life is with you.
I meant that, and in the shower you said that you would make this all better for me.
Please don't push me away thinking that's what's best.” His hand cups my cheek, deepening his gaze.
“I didn't say that to push you away Emma, I said that because I want you to be happy and whatever that life is, that's what I want for you. It breaks me seeing you hurt.”
“I would hurt being away from you at this point, Ace.”
“This conversation sounds very familiar, when you told me we are safer together.” He says playfully, knowing yes we have been here before.
“And I was right.” He leans in and presses his lips to mine before he hovers, whispering.
“Yes, you were.” His arm wraps around me, pushing me back on the bed, laying on top of me, claiming my lips in a hot meaningful kiss, and I embrace it.
His hand slides down my side, reaching my waist, then his hand stops.
And then he starts tickling me, fucking tickling me and I completely loose it.
I squirm under him as the laugh rockets out of my throat.
His playful laugh echoes in my ears, as he continues to pin me with his body and his fingers tickle across my now bare skin.
“Oh, my god, Ace stop!” I wrap my legs around his waist and with all my force, I flip him off me, pinning him under me as I straddle him, looking down at him.
“Fuck, Baby Girl.” With one hand hooked around my hip, the other slides up and massages my bare tit, feeling him grow between my legs through his pants.
I lean down and press my lips to his and his arms wrap around me, holding me tight against his chest, before I pull back and whisper on his lips.
“I have to check my car over and we only have two hours.”
“I already did.” He smirks.
I smile against his lips, before I say. “You're spoiling me, Mr. Collins.”
“I'm just getting started, Baby Girl.” He peels his back from the bed, sitting up as I continue to straddle him, his hands slide down cupping my ass cheeks firmly in his hands.
“Let's get this race over so we can come back and finish this.” I nod and press a sweet kiss to his cheek before I slide from his lap.
“Meet me in my office when you're done, don't forget-” “I know, my bracelet.” I sass.
“Good girl.” He shoots me a wink and walks out the door.
I walk to our closet and get myself dressed. I wrap my gun holster around my leg, high up on my thigh, then check my gun before sliding it in. Bracelet goes around my wrist and I'm ready.
And I walk out the door. I get into the hallway and once again Bear is leaning against the wall. Lifting a brow I ask. “Don't you have anything better to do than stand outside my door?” He peels his back from the wall, stepping in front of me. “Yes, I do, but this is where I'm needed right now.”
“Why is that?” I ask.
“You are under my protection… Queen.” That smirk twists from his lips before his eyes trail down my body, taking in my outfit and exposed skin, before they lock on my cleavage. He wants to play games, then let's play.
My hand snaps out, grasping the bulge in his pants firmly gripping my fingers in his heavy girth, as I slam him back against the wall, narrowing my eyes at him.
“If I am your Queen then respect me as one.
And show Ace some fucking respect. I'm his fucking wife, not some girl off the street you two fucked.”
“Don't get yourself all excited; though, you're going to make something else excited if you don't let go.” His eyes dart down to my hand that is firmly grasping his cock and I rip my hand away, stepping back.
“You sure you're not that girl? I can see the desire you carry in your eyes, the hint of curiosity.” He jokes.
“Fuck you, Bear.” His hand latches around my throat as he leans down, whispering in my ear.
“If I wanted to fuck you, Emma, I would have already did it and you would have loved it.
Having Ace and I fill you with our cocks, that sweet fresh barely touched pussy would be ruined.
But I'm not that guy, and I'm only messing with you.” His hand falls from my neck and he steps around me, walking away.
What in the actual fuck just happened.
I swallow hard, swallowing down that glimpse of arousal that ignites inside me before shoving it down; I won't think of it again. I shake the thoughts in my buzzing mind as I walk to find Ace.
ACE
I'm just about to walk out of my office and Bear barges in, his voice playfully echoing out. “You've got that girl wrapped around your finger.” I turn and face him, meeting his gaze. “I don't know about that.”
“Oh I do!”
“What did you do, Bear?”
“I looked at her tits again; it's kind of fucking hard not to. And then she slammed my ass into the wall, with her hand squeezing the fuck out of my dick, calling me out on my shit.”
I can't help but bark a deep laugh; serves the fucker right, his ass doesn't get overlooked often and my girl did and I fucking love it. But now that she has made it clear. It's time I say my piece on it too. “That's what you get Bear, stop fucking with her.”
“Then tell her to put those delicious looking tits away.”
“Watch it, Bear.” I growl.
“Brother, I haven't had any in months. I'm dying here and then she walks around here with her bad girl shit and that sexy little body, Fuck!”
“You better just get the fuck over it, this is her fucking house.”
“Then she better get used to me looking because I ain't changing and you know that; just like you know I ain't touching, just like I fucking told her. Though, that desire flashed in her eyes when I said something about it, you got yourself a freak my King.” He holds his hands up, clapping his hands playfully tilting his head, and I fucking loose it.
I've fucking missed this fucker.