Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
“That you’d never physically hurt me.”
“I wouldn’t. But I also won’t let you go.”
“Even if I ask?”
“Even if you asked.”
I lay my head on his shoulder. That should scare me, but for some reason, it doesn’t. In fact, it makes me fall a little more for him. Maybe I'm not right in the head, either.
“I’m not asking you to,” I tell him, pressing a kiss over the scar on his neck.
I want to be the center of Abel’s world, because he’s quickly becoming mine.
15
CHURCH
Her not running or fighting me on this gives me a shred of hope that when all of the cards fall into place, Angel might not hate me. That she won’t run from me when she knows some of the things I’ve done, even to her own family.
I stand with her in my arms, carrying her back toward the bed. I need the rest of her. “I need all of you, Angel. To be inside of you.” I lay her out in the center of the bed, coming down over her.
“I need that too.” She gently strokes the sides of my face. I swear with each stroke of her fingers, she soothes the demons inside of me. She takes them into her hands and holds all the power over them. Over me. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her as long as she stayed by my side. I don’t think my Angel knows the power she wields. “Make love to me, Abel. Be my first.”
“Your only.” She smiles at me. Her dark green eyes are full of so many emotions. It is one of the things I love about her. She wears her emotions. There is no hiding them. It’s her nature. “My only.” Angel’s eyes widen in surprise at my admission.
“But how?”
“I don’t like to be touched.” I brush my mouth against hers. “Except by you.” I claim her mouth, parting her lips with my tongue. Her own tongue meets mine, sweeping inside my mouth.
“Good, because I love touching you,” Angel manages to get out between kisses. Her hand comes up to touch my face. I lean into it.
“Let me love you.” I utter words that I never imagined I would say in my life. I’m not only asking to make love to her but for her to allow a person like me to love her for the rest of our lives. She responds by taking my mouth in a soul-shattering kiss.
I kiss her long and hard, pouring everything I have into it. It’s not long before I feel her hips rise, her body craving a deeper connection. I break the kiss, my mouth trailing down her neck, feathering kisses along her collarbone. She shivers in anticipation. I continue my journey down until I get to her taut pink nipples, which are begging for my attention. I don’t waste any time. I trace little circles around one of the tight buds before flicking it with the tip of my tongue.
“Abel,” she moans out, her voice a little huskier than usual. I swear just hearing my name on her lips is enough to make me come. “More,” she demands.
I slide my hand down between us, parting her wet folds to pet her clit. She moans my name out more. I suck her nipple back into my mouth. My cock pulses with need. I want inside her so badly, but I know I have to go slowly. To build her up to it. The last thing I want to do is hurt her.
I slowly sink two fingers into her, rubbing her clit with the palm of my hand. “Oh God.” Angel spreads her legs open farther. “Naked with me,” she demands. The only thing keeping me out of her cunt right now are the shorts I slipped on earlier, but I can’t tell her no.
As I move farther down her body, I kick my shorts off. My mouth is watering for another taste of her pussy. I want her on my lips when I sink inside of her for the first time. To cover myself in her sweet honey.
My fingers work in and out of her as I tongue her clit. She's so worked up already that it doesn't take me long to have her coming for me. Angel knows already that one orgasm isn't enough for me. As I push her toward a second one, I feel her legs shaking. When she gets close, I pull back and start all over again. She might think I’m torturing her, but it's just as painful for me. Believe me, there is nothing I’d rather do than sink my cock into the heaven between her thighs. But I need her so worked up that she’s begging for release. So much so that it’s the only thing she can focus on. That it consumes all of her thoughts.