Killing For Ace Hernandez ✓

11 | Champagne

"It's a boy!"

"A girl."

"A boy! Ace seriously I'm a mother!"

"And I am the father. I am telling you that it is a girl." He adds, rolling my eyes I throw the blue coloured onesies back onto the table.

"Because you're the one giving birth."

"It was my sperm."

"Alright! Let's just get grey then." I replied, taking out the grey clothing. Ace rose a distinctive brow, shaking his head regularly. "What now?"

"You cannot get grey; grey is bad luck." He spoke.

"Your apartment was black Ace; I don't think grey would give our kid bad luck."

"It is the Mafias culture."

"The Mafia has a culture now?"

"No, I just do not like grey."

"Who doesn't like grey?"

"Me." He said simply, his hands tucked into the sides of his trouser pockets. I grab onto my hair, rushing my fingers through. This man gives me stress just by looking at him.

"Mr Hernandez, have you come to a decision?" Ace glances at me, before sighing.

"Bring me all the boys clothing, the one my wife chooses. From months to years." My eyes widen, as does the owner of the shop. She stutters on her own breath before nodding her head and rushing of to bring more employees.

"Ace-"

"I cannot wait for it to be a girl and tell you I told you so." I smile softly, standing up from the seat I was given. I pull onto Aces blazer and pull him against me before pressing my lip onto his.

"It is not my fault we decided on the no sonogram."

"Yes, it sort of is."

"Oh, shut up, but for compromising you do get rewarded with a kiss from me."

"Who said I wanted your kisses?"

"I did." I feel him smile against my lips; his hands slide through my hair. I feel him bite against my bottom lip asking for some sort of entrance. I moan into his mouth, and before I know it he slides all the baby clothing of the table and sits me onto it. I gasp hearing the clatter of hangers but my attention was immodestly caught by his lips against my neck.

I spread my legs apart, fitting him between them as he pulls down my hair giving him more access to my neck. "Ace-" he intrigued and interrupted me by rubbing against me. I gasp, forgetting how the pleasure of him against me felt like. Only to allow the memories to jolt back.

I moan, forgetting that I was in a closed store just for us. Aces eyes lock with my own, the moment I close them I hear his voice.

"Open." He growls, I follow after his instructions and open my eyes, his Hazel colour turned black. He rub harder, I try to muffle my moan with my hand which he grabbed down onto the table.

"Oh! f**k!" I moan, "I need you right now."

"Is it?"

"Ace! Just f**k me."

"What is the word Bella?"

"Please." I whisper out, he chuckles darkly before releasing my hands and removing himself away from me. My eyes widen in shock of the s****l frustration.

"Suddenly, I am not feeling like it."

"Your d**k says other ways." I whisper.

"It does, does it not?"

"Ace! Come back here." I groan watching him walk away, I follow after him.

"We should not have s*x whilst your pregnant."

"Why not!" I argue, he stops walking and turns around, looking me in the eyes.

"Because I want to f**k you so hard you do not walk. I cannot do that when you are pregnant."

"Well then, let's ask!"

........

"And the baby is doing fine, perfectly healthy, your bump is slightly showing. You are just a late bloomer." My doctor Natasha said, I smile as she wipes the jelly of before looking at Ace who stared at the Sonogram.

"So, Natasha I-well-I-"

"We wanted to know if us f*****g would harm the baby." Ace blurts out, my eyes shoot out of my head. Natasha does nothing but laugh.

"No need to get embarrassed Ms Taylor, and no it wouldn't harm the baby. If your pregnancy is normal and you have no complications, having s*x and orgasms won't increase your risk of going into labour early or cause a miscarriage. Later in pregnancy, an orgasm or even s*x itself can set off mild contractions. If this happens, you'll feel the muscles of your womb go hard. So, I suggest to be careful. Later on, " Both our eyes linked, I bit down onto my lips watching the doctor leave the room. I smash my lips shading his, he pulls me of the bed and grabs the side of my cheeks. I moan into his mouth as we begin walking backwards, I grab onto his blazer dropping it onto the floor as we exit the room. Our lips not leaving. He slips my shirt over my head and throws it to the side of the hallway, we never detached.

I made sure I tasted every inch of his mouth; I unbuckle his belt as he smashes me against the wall. He grabs my legs and raises it to his hips which were pretty high due to his height.

He lifts my hands above my head and pulls down my trousers. I help him by slipping my feet, I feel his sloppy kisses drag down my neck as he sucks the day light out of me.

We were in the hallway. Of his mansion. Where we could get caught. But he doesn't care. Because he knows he owns it. He knows he's the boss. And that's who I'm having s*x with. The biggest Mob Boss in Italy. Spain. America. He allows me to walk backwards, we stumbled, giggled and crashed into a few things. Unable to hold our hands away from each other.

Then. We reached his door. The moment he opens it, I rip open his button. Allowing it to fly onto the ground, his fingers dissolve into the roots of my hair. He unlinked my bra; I grab onto it as I push away from him. He bites his lips as I slide it of my breast before dropping it onto the ground.

"Oh, please don't stop on my account." I screamed loudly as I grabbed onto Aces biceps pulling him against my breast. Aces head snaps to the door as I look around. We were in the wrong room.

"No continue."

"We thought-"

"Mm, you thought. Alrighty children get out my room." Rodrigues said, Ace nostrils flared as he grabs me his shirt and covers my entire body with it. He kisses my lips, "wait here." He whispers before turning around revealing the scars on his back covered with tattoos. His broad shoulders, waist, I bit onto my lips as I watch him grab Rodrigues head and pushes him out of his room. Closing the door, I hear the lock click.

"Ace! If I see your sperms anywhere near my head, I'll kill you!" I chuckle softly as Ace makes his way back to me, he rips the shirt exposing my breast to his eyes.

"f**k me." He whispers, he towers over me as I lean down, his lips settle on my n*****s while his finger circling the other. I arch my back slightly, feeling his manhood against me. My hands dig onto his hair, I moan his name which only seems to aggravate him as he sucks harder.

"Ti scoperò così forte che urlerai il mio nome complete..." he whispers as he trails down my stomach, he rubs onto my clit from my outside my underwear. I lift my head, as I feel him going harder. I try to remove my underwear but he doesn't let.

"Ace-"

"No. It stays on." I groan, rolling my eyes. He stops doing anything. "Did you just roll your f*****g eyes at me?"

Shit. "No..."

"Do you know what happens when you roll your eyes?" I shook my head; he pulls me of the bed turning my body around before pushing me down. But in the air, face on the covers. "This happens." He whispers, I Yelp when I feel him hand stain against my ass. The pain stung for a minute until I feel him do it once more. He pulls me back up, his hands around my neck as it leans against his shoulder. "Touch yourself."

"What..?"

"Touch yourself Arabella." I was in shock; I gulp before being my hand against my breast. "Not there." He bites onto my lips; I look ahead of me to see a mirror. The height difference was immaculate. "There." He brings my hand down as it reaches my underwear. "Go on."  I slide my hand inside, rubbing onto my clit as I watch him through the reflection. I moan softly, my head falling back onto his shoulder as I brush my fingers deeper inside. "Push three fingers." My eyes widen.

"Two fingers of mine is like-"

"Do it Arabella." I push three fingers inside; my eyes widen as I thrust it in deeper but not reaching the spot I wanted it to.

 "I can't reach it." He smiles, removing my hand as he pulls open my mouth. He pushes my fingers inside and allows me to taste myself. Sweet. Then he rips my underwear of within seconds, I feel his fingers dive inside. My eyes shoot out of my sockets, I moaned his name so loud, everyone could hear. He thrusted his fingers inside, slowly yet hard. His s*x was better than Jason's.

Closing my eyes, I allow all the senses through me. "Look at yourself." He growls, my eyes open as I watch myself moan. I see his hand against my p***y, his hair fallen. Just looking at him makes me wet.

"O-oh my- oh my god! Ace! Right there! Yes!" I moan loudly as I grip onto his forearm, "Ace-ohhh." There it was. My orgasm. He removes his fingers holding it against my mouth.

"Suck." I did as he said, feeling tired all of a sudden. He pushes me onto the bed, removing his underwear as I see his d**k come out. My eyes widen, it was as if I haven't seen it before, but I forgot. It was huge. He was already erected, he spreads my legs over and towers over me, I feel him at my entrance.

"Just f**k me!" I shot out, he rose an eyebrow. I slapped my hand against my mouth, waiting for his reaction. He spreads my legs wider, before pushing himself all the way in. I moan loudly, taking him all in as I feel him in my stomach.