“I want you.” Nothing was truer.
“Me?”
“You, Angel.”
“Claudius—”
I covered her lips with mine and kissed her. A soft moan escaped her lips when I sucked on her tongue and tugged on her bottom lip.
“Lie down for me, Angel Doll.” One more time. Or whatever we had strength for. I could feast on her forever. I really could.
She did as I said, resting back against the stack of pillows.
I smiled, loving the way she submitted to me. I lowered my mouth to her right breast and took the diamond-hard nipple into my mouth. I was the first man to do this to her. The first to have her, and I wished that I could have been her only.
I thought I’d hit the fucking jackpot when she told me she was a virgin, then I instantly felt like she deserved better than some dirty gangster who wanted to devour every piece of her.
Then I couldn’t resist her. Like now. Just like now.
I sucked and tasted, licking and lapping at her nipples, working the tips to life with my tongue. She loved it.
“You like that, Doll?”Doll, she had been my angel doll, and she still was.
“I love it,” she moaned. Running her fingers through my hair, just the way she used to.
I moved to the neglected breast and sucked, giving it the same attention, allowing myself to get drawn right back into this blissful existence that we’d created.
She moaned as I sucked, holding my head to her so I could take her deeper.
“That was nice,” she hummed.
“I’m about to make you feel better, Angel Doll.”
She chuckled softly. It was a sound I could relish forever. It sounded like tiny bells or tingles of delight. That’s what it felt like too.
Listen to me. No one would believe this was me. No one. No one would fucking believe I could be like this, not for any woman. And it was true.
I couldn’t be like this with any woman. Just her.
I trailed down the smooth path of her stomach placing kisses all along the tight skin.
When I got to her thighs, I nibbled on the soft skin and buried my face home to where she craved me. She was already wet for me. Her pretty pussy was already wet for me. Wet with that sweet nectar that tasted like heaven. Tasted of her and the ethereal beauty that surrounded her.
She moaned and writhed beneath me. Her movements told me that she was nigh on coming, but I didn’t want her to yet.
“Claudius, I can’t take it.” She winced.
“Wait, Angel. Come when I say.”
“Nugghh…” she moaned, pushing against my mouth, making me take her deeper.
I licked the hard jewel of her clit and sucked on it, making her wetter, making her scream and gasp.
“Claudius,” she groaned.
She tried to pull back, but I held her to me, grabbing a good handful of her lush ass, and I devoured her pussy. Fuck. I couldn’t take it either. I was rock hard, wanting to be inside her and wanting to taste her.
The need to taste her, however, got the better of me. I didn’t know how because I wanted both so badly. I could feel the point where she couldn’t take any more. I could feel the buildup and the tension.
