Badboy Ace novel Chapter 5

Ace's pov

The woman with dark hair moaned underneath me as I quickened my pumps. I couldn't remember the girl's name but that was always the case when I had an encounter with a certain officer. She's always the reason behind my sexual frustration and damn her for being so beautiful and untouchable.

She couldn't have been older than five when I had first met her, she was always a cute child but the woman she grew into was now a walking temptation for all men, and sadly I was one of the poor lads trying to get her into bed. I chuckled at the thought of finally seducing her and the girl under me moaned louder as I began to thrust brutally.

I let out a groan as I pictured the girl underneath me her and poured myself into the condom. I rolled off the raven haired girl and got off the bed to remove the used condom. Bending down to pick up my discarded boxer, I tugged it up to cover my manhood.

Hands came around me to circle around my waist making my muscles tighten as her cold hands touched them. I let out an irritated sigh as the girl's hand trailed down to grip my manhood. I placed my hands on hers, stopping her exploring hands. She let out a soft whine before coming around to face me.

Her red lips that were coated in red lipstick were set in a pout. I cringed oh god what was I thinking when I decided to fuck this woman? I took a step back from her making sure to have some distance between us.

"Don't you want to come to bed anymore?" She asked in a sultry voice. I just fucked her and she already wants more, I hate women who are clingy. It didn't have an effect on me as I rolled my eyes at her suggestive tone. I walked pass her towards the door and opened it fully.

"Get Out." I said in boredom and motioned her the way out. Her bottom lip trembled as she looked at me, she was still stark naked and her ample breast just reminded me of why I had fucked her in the first place.

She let out a sniffle before picking up her scattered clothes and rushed to put it on. Her body was trembling with sobs and the now loud sniffles confirmed it.

She rushed past me, rubbing at her eyes before stopping a few feet away from me and turned around to face me. She had dropped her hands from her face and I cringed inwardly. She doesn't have a nice cry.

"Can we do this again Ace?" She whispered so softly I barely heard. I raised an amused eyebrow at her words. Some women really don't have any shame!

"No! And don't call me Ace again, call me Mr. Reed." My voice was harsh but I didn't care and didn't feel an ounce of sympathy when she nodded and began to cry her eyes out. I am beginning to be like my father. And that thought didn't sit well with me.