She took out the Glock and set it aside. She followed that up with her book, the hot pink ribbon dangling from between the pages, and a package of tissues. Finally, she pulled out her wallet, unzipped the main compartment, then a secondary compartment, and came up with a foil wrapper that was wrinkled and looking a little worse for wear but blessedly whole.
“Bazinga!” she crowed. Then she shoved the condom in her mouth so she could use both hands to repack her purse.
Condom.
Mouth.
Naked woman.
Amazing tits.
Angel didn’t realize he was jacking himself off until Sonya cocked a sexy eyebrow and took the condom out of her mouth so she could wave it at him. “You want to put this thing to work or would you rather finish what you’re doing?” Her eyes sparked with wicked heat. “Honestly, I’m fine either way. As long as I can join you.”
He nearly swallowed his tongue when she reached down to touch herself, sliding her fingers between her folds and pinching lightly at the swollen bud of nerves.
Although there was a part of him that would be fine fisting his own dick if he could lay there and watch her get herself off, there was a larger part of him that needed to have her beneath him. Needed show her how much he loved her with his body because he couldn’t tell her with his words.
Not yet anyway.
“Come here.” He caught her wrist and dragged her down next to him, pressing his thigh between her legs. He was gratified when she eagerly rubbed herself against him.
Then he set about seducing her. Not because she needed it, but because he needed it. This was how he would win her heart. He would love her so thoroughly she would have no choice but to give in and give them a chance.
Her breasts were weighed and plumped in his hands. Strummed with his fingers. Sucked in his mouth. Every inch of her skin was examined by his fingertips. Kissed by his lips. Nipped between his teeth. He explored her softly and completely until she squirmed and mewled and begged him between ragged breaths.
“Stop being so gentle with me.” She pumped her hips against the fingers he’d softly feathered over her mound. “Why are you being so gentle?”
“Because I know you want me to be rough.” He carefully rubbed his thumb over her clitoris.
“Sadist,” she accused. “You like torturing me.”
“No.” He bent to suck on her nipple. “I like making you wild with pleasure. I like watching your body blush with passion. I like seeing you helpless and hungry for me.”
“Angel.” Her eyes were smoky. “Please. I need you in me.”
He picked up the condom from where it had fallen from her nerveless fingers and held it in front of her face. “Tell me, Sonya,” he said, unconsciously modulating his tone, his accent. That was second nature now. “Tell me you are willing to give us a chance. I am not giving you what you want until you agree.”
She grabbed his head, staring deep into his eyes. “You’re ruthless.”
“You have no idea. When it comes to you, no one will ever be more ruthless.”
“Then I agree,” she told him. “Let’s see where it goes.” She claimed his mouth in a kiss that left them both moaning.
When he finally pulled away, he caught the corner of the condom wrapper in his teeth and ripped it open.
“Ahhh, a foil wrapper ripping…” She watched him from beneath hooded lids. Her strawberries-and-cream complexion was now mostly just strawberries. “What a magical sound.”
His lips stretched into a wide smile as he rolled on the condom and positioned himself between her legs.
The wide head of his dick kissed her entrance. He didn’t give her time to catch her breath. He penetrated her without preamble.
She cried out in pleasure. In pain. Her body rippling and squeezing, shocked by the sudden intrusion.
A witch’s brew of physical bliss and nerve-racking restraint bubbled inside him as he held himself still, letting her get used to him. Letting her feel the pulse of his heart through his shaft. Letting her body relax and then wind itself up with an aching need for more.
More hardness.
More friction.
