Touching the Heart of Ace

Chapter 22

I did not know when I had such a good night??s sleep. Especially after the nightmare which turned to a

very... wet dream. I blushed without opening my eyes.

I was so comfy, I felt I was floating on clouds. I wanted to sleep some more, but I was well rested.

It was creepy, the first dream I had last night.

I woke up to a dimly lit room.

There were tail lights and everything was blurry which was making me even more confused. Where

was I? I wanted to rub my eyes and clear my vision but I could not move my hands, I could not shift my

body because something was tugging on my feet too.

What!!!

Where was I?

I was in the hotel room; I came here after dance class but why could not I move!!!

Calm down, Ace. This was a nightmare, nothing more.

But it felt so realistic. I was confused and worried.

Was that a picture of me? My vision was slowly clearing and there was an image of me on a monitor.

A projector, was displaying some video of me behind it.

But... There were hundreds of my photos in the wall too.

The monitor changed from my smiling one to a dance piece. What? I was practising in Hell??s studio

for the solo street performance.

My laughter. I could hear my own laughter and voice, where was that coming?

I shivered.

Stop panicking Ace, you are in the hotel room sleeping.

Tiny tiny... tiny pictures were on the ceiling... all mine. I squeezed my eyes shut to calm my racing

heart. It literally did nothing good and the darkness only encouraged the paranoia.

I opened them slowly expecting to see the closed door of my hotel room, but everything was wrong and

vividly clear in this nightmare.

I tried to move my body and could only rise my upper body a bit and...

I was naked!

Naked!

What!!!

No... No!!! Please...

Did someone???

No... My giggles were heard on the right side of me. I could not calm myself. Please...

Robbie... Where are you? Help me!!!

Everything was fine.

No.... NOOOOOO... Nothing was fine. Someone was here and they tried to... They saw me naked...

What did they want from me???

Robbie... Please, help me... Where are you???

Deep breaths...

Please.

??Rob... bie...?? I whimpered. I wanted him now... Only he was allowed to be with me that way... but

someone else...

??ROBBIE.??

I could hear my own voice rising. I wanted him to hear me. Would he hear me? Where was I? Would he

hear me if I scream harder?

??ROBBIEEEE...??

I sobbed. Why was he not coming for me? Big baby please, save me... Someone tried to...

Robbieeeeee... ??ROOOBBBIEEEE??

I heard movement near me and I screamed.

??STOP. Please don??t.??

I was panicking.

??ROBBIEEE...?? Someone was near me and they were watching me and I was naked. I did not like

this. I hated this person was seeing me naked.

The silhouette moved and I cried harder.

??Robbie...please... help...help please...??

The man moved closer and I screamed harder. Where was my Robbie? He had to be here.

??Save me, Robbiee... Som...one is... here...??

??Shit!!!?? The person cussed and I screamed at him. ??Don??t touch me... Robbieeeee.... Where are

you? Robbieeee... ROBBIEEEEE... Don??t come closer...??

??Shit... shit... shit...?? The person was coming here and before I could scream again... ??Robbie???

I sobbed in relief. ??Robbieee... Robbieee... someone was here... he tried to...??

??Shhh... No baby... No... Angel. I am here. I am right here.?? I screamed again.

It took a moment for him to understand I was not screaming at him but was screaming for him. The

restriction on my hands loosened and Robbie settled on top of me.

??I... I...??

??Shhh... I am here. There you go my Angel. Robbie is here. Shh... shh... Robbie is here.??

No, no, no...

Someone tried to touch me. I was naked. I woke up naked. I cried and the panic was not leaving my

heart.

??...me...Angel...at me...shhh...fuck...look...eyes...?? Someone was slapping me on the cheeks.

No... No!!!

NO!!!

??Open those eyes, baby and look at me. I beg you.??

??Robbie???

??I am here. You are okay. You are with me. It was me. No one else was here. No one but me. Your

Robbie. Open your eyes and you can see me.??

??No.??

??Yes. Open your eyes.?? I felt kisses on my lips. His tongue slipped inside my mouth and slipped

between my teeth and lips and he swished it left and right.

Only Robbie did that.

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I risked my sanity and opened my eyes.

??There... there... look at me.??

I hugged him tight, his weight settling on my chest and restricting the coldness from seeping to my

heart further.

??Robbie.??

??Yes, baby, Angel...Robbie... I am here. It was me. Only me. No one else.??

??Promise???

??Promise!?? He kissed me all over. And his three fourth of the weight squished me to the mattress

and blocked my breathing and the relief was instantaneous. The limited breathing was calming me

down and I focused on the feeling of another heartbeat above my own.

It was Robbie.

His heartbeat as frantic and scared like mine. But it was soothing. I focused on the sensations flowing

into my body. His hands on my waist kneading, I loved that. His lips were flickering here and there. I felt

them on my lips but soon they were on my nipples taking away the sting on them.

??Robbie...??

??My precious baby.??

I loved it. Was I really precious? I wanted to be precious. His precious.

??Please open your eyes and always look at me.?? I smiled at the possessiveness of his words. The

dream was truly amazing. I looked into his gorgeous eyes.

It was him, my Robbie.

I should not be that surprised. Only he could be this realistic in my dreams.

??Bastard... you scared me!?? I scowled at him and slapped his left cheek.

??I am sorry, Angel. Forgive me.?? He groaned to my forehead. Pecking me and begging for my

forgiveness.

I smiled against his shoulders.

He would always do this. Come into my dreams and make me his. He was going to touch me there,

right now. How many times had we done this! I prayed I remained asleep until I could be wholly his and

become connected as close as we could be.

There! I felt it.

The slight tinge of pain. Unlike all those other times, it felt so real. But I loved it, I winced when the pain

intensified, hissing to his ears.

??Shhh... My Angel?? He whispered.

I blushed, why was he not hurrying? His warmth was seeping into me. I giggled when he rubbed a

finger around my cavity. It was truly Robbie. Only he knew about the tiniest of tiny protruding nub above

my hole. Robbie had said, that was what helped my cave to accommodate him completely because it

would stretch when he pushed himself inside, keeping him snug and tight.

It tickled when he flicked it with his nail.

Tickled at first making me giggle again and slowly the sensation changed to an itch that only he could

scratch.

??I want to put it in.?? Only Robbie would command something like that to me and then I felt the real

intense pressure morphing to pain.

I sighed at how familiar it was.

My naughty baby.

??It is me.?? He announced.

I knew it was him. He felt so right. I hoped I would not wake up. It happened before and I did not want it

to wake feeling so hot and needy.

I sucked on his shoulders and the saltiness of the sweat spread on my tongue.

Too realistic and too glorious.

We moved in sync, my face safe and comfortable between his shoulder blade and neck. My arms

tightly wound around his back.

He was panting and the breaths were slowly luring me to the euphoric daze.

??Robbiee... I am... I th... think... you are gonna... gonna... make me... haa... make... me... Robbie...

I??m...??

He went faster and I loved the wave of pleasure it brought.

I thrusted my chest onto his and I was swept away by release. Only he could do that to me. I had

nothing to worry about.

It was him... only him.

I was safe.

He had really scared me. I bit his shoulders hard. My Big Baby! Couldn??t he just get to this right away

without trying to scare me!

??Kitten! You must me really tired and sore. Don??t tempt me to take you again before I am out of your

sweet hole.?? He threatened. Silly Baby!

I yawned against his chest.

Hmm...

Normally, I woke up right away but I was feeling so content. I curled around, my fist right over his heart

and his heartbeats were only calming down, along with mine.

I loved that.

I loved him.

I felt him rubbing his lips over mine. I sighed and let the sleep take over me.

Now, I refused to leave the bed. I was so comfy, satisfied and calm.

The heaviness on my heart had momentarily faded away and I could float away. If I opened my eyes, it

would throw me to the coldness of the reality and I was not ready for that... yet.

Another ten more minutes and I would be ready.

Who was I kidding? I would never be ready but I had to.

I tried to shift my position and a sharp pain shot up from my back.

??Oww.??

What?

Why?

I rubbed my eyes and removed my blankets.

This was not my hotel room.

The monitor was still showing my images.

It was supposed to be a dream. I looked down to my naked body, gulping my heart down my throat.

My pale thighs were red with hand prints and hickeys. There were angry nail scratches on the sides of

my waist.

No!

It was a dream. It was supposed to be a dream. It had to be a dream.

My whole body ached and tiny explosions of electricity passed from my thighs to my privates

frequently.

Where was I?

I sat on the edge of the bed trying to get a grip of reality.

I looked up the ceiling remembering something from my ??dream??. My photos plastered all over the

ceiling.

They were still there.

I bunched up the blanket covering my body, clutching it against my chest and the soreness of my

nipples took me by surprise and the blanket slipped down to my waist.

I limped to the open window trying to understand my surroundings. The bursts of sparks still travelled

from my thighs to my tip, making everything difficult.

I winced at each step.

I looked outside the window and I could see only the wall of another building opposite to the building I

was at. I could not even see the ground from here. Where was I?

I did not know what made me turn around. I did not feel ??him?? standing on the other side of the

room, leaning on the door, slowly sipping his coffee.

He was observing me. For how long, I had no idea.

I was troubled at the vulnerability I was feeling right at this moment.

There was soreness in my heart.

What did I do last night? Did I lower my guards? What did I tell him? Did I disclose the secrets in my

heart? Did I slip how much I craved him every day and night?

I was vulnerable and I thought he knew it too.

He took another sip, keeping his eyes on me and I could not hold his stare any longer.

I slowly peeked to his shoulders and blushed at the angry red bite mark on his shoulder. I had bit him in

my ??dream??.

??So fucking beautiful.??

He let go of his ceramic coffee cup just like that and it broke into million pieces on floor spilling his

coffee.

I curled my shoulders to my chest and hoped to cover my heart??s vulnerability when he stalked to me

like a hunter.

I pushed my right palm in front of me to stop him but he did not even slow his pace.

His chest was warm on my palm.

He did not feel the restriction, advancing inch by inch until he was breathing down my forehead.

His fingers curled around my neck and his thumbs slowly pushing my face upwards but I was not ready

to look at him. I could not look at him. As long as my eyes were closed, he would remain a dream.

I felt his kisses on my eyelids, slightly wet and his lips were not chapped anymore.

??My beautiful Angel.??

This was no dream, was it?