His jacket fell, then his shirt and tie. I tugged his belt opened and he reached to his side, sliding a Desert Eagle .50 caliber pistol from its holster and setting it on the nightstand. I recognized the gun from my training, and the fact he was packing that kind of heat only made him hotter. I unbuttoned his slacks and slid them down. He stepped out, kicking them aside. Eyeing the massive bulge pressing against his boxer briefs, I hooked my fingers in the waistband and tugged them down before leaning back and taking in an eyeful of Angel in all his naked glory. Broad shoulders, well-defined body, and a face I could stare at forever. The man was gorgeous.
Our bodies mashed together again, and this time Angel's hands went to work. He undid the strap of my bikini top and tugged my bottoms down. Grabbing my ass, he pulled me upward. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we continued kissing as he backed me against the wall.
Trapped with Angel's hard chest pressed against me, I continued to explore his mouth while my hand slipped between my legs to stroke his length. He moaned as he kneaded my breasts, and then he began to pull and pinch at my nipples. It was torture, and I wanted more.
"Condom?"
"Not yet," he replied.
One of his hands traveled down my stomach then cupped my sex. Rubbing my folds, he pressed me harder against the wall as his kisses grew greedier and more demanding.
Everything he did just continued to stoke the fire within me. I arched my back and pressed myself against his fingers.
He broke off the kiss. "You're so fuckin' wet," he breathed against my neck. "I could play with this pussy all day."
No. I didn't want to just play. I wanted everything. I started to object, but he plunged two fingers inside me. Surprised, I cried out. They wiggled and twisted, coming close to the spot I needed them to hit. Squeezing them inside me, I began to rock my hips against him.
Still fingering me, he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. He nipped at it while pressing against my g-spot and my burning body combusted.
"Ohmigod!" I shouted as the orgasm rocked through my body.
Angel held me on his fingers until I finished, then withdrew and secured my legs back around his waist. Carrying me, he bent and picked up his pants along the way, plucking the wallet from his pocket before tossing them back to the floor.
My ears were ringing.
He set me gently on the bed before brushing more kisses over my body. Collarbone, breasts, stomach, inner thigh, he paid homage to each like they were holy before settling his face between my legs. The first stroke of his tongue rejuvenated my body and rekindled the fire within. He lapped up my wetness while his thumb circled my clit. Overstimulated and loving every second of it, I lie back and let him bring me to another orgasm.
Only after I released the second time, did Angel pull out a condom from his wallet. Still horny, I watched as he put it on and slid it over his massive cock. He kissed me again, and this time I could taste myself on his lips. It turned me on even more. Lining himself up at my entrance, he thrust deep inside of me.
My body stretched around him, and he filled every single inch of me.
"Fuck," he hissed. "You feel so fuckin' perfect."
I was thinking the same exact thing.
He slowly pulled out and then thrust even deeper. Again. And again. He began building momentum. I wanted more. My body was all tingly, and I needed him to be rougher so I could feel it.
"You okay?" he asked.
I nodded. "More. Faster. Don't hold back."
He smirked, and then stilled long enough to kiss me again. "How flexible are you?"
Smiling back, I said, "You should find out."
He scooped my legs up and set them on his shoulders before burying himself inside of me again. Oh my god. He was so deep! Biting my lip to keep myself from saying something stupid, I crossed my ankles behind his neck.
Angel kissed my calves, watching me as he fucked me. On the brink of coming yet again, I threw my head back and closed my eyes. No doubt sensing I was close, he sped up. Grabbing his arms for something to hold on to, I gladly took every thrust, letting it build my climax. He pounded into me until we both toppled over the edge.
After we finished, he got rid of the condom and crawled into bed beside me. I knew I should object--knew I shouldn't let him get too close--but I loved the feel of his arms around me. Lying my head on his chest, I let the sound of his beating heart lull me to sleep.
***
The next morning, I awoke, still in Angel's arms. He watched me as he traced circles over my shoulder with the tips of his fingers. It tickled, but not enough to make me want to move and interrupt him.
"How'd you sleep?" he asked, his voice doing that husky, sexy thing again.
"Really well, thanks."
