I take her hand and help lower her onto the cushion. Her gaze stays locked on mine as she brings her hands to my belt buckle. The tug of my zipper echoes off the walls in the quiet office, the only sound other than my heart pounding in my ears.
I doubt there will ever be a day when Angie doesn’t affect me like this, no matter how many times I’ve seen her on her knees for me.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she frees my straining erection. Her dainty hand wraps around the base, squeezing lightly as she takes me into her warm mouth. She pushes forward again, only to pull back rapidly, spit into her hand, and slick her saliva along my rigid length.
The next time she takes me into her mouth, she damn near swallows me whole, and a whimper slips past my lips. She watches me with unmitigated heat in her eyes as she begins to bob up and down on my cock. A mass of dark hair surrounds her face, obscuring my view, so I wrap it around my fist and hold it there.
I give an experimental thrust forward, hitting the back of her throat. When she doesn’t so much as flinch, I do it again and again. She meets me thrust for thrust, sucking and swirling her tongue with expert precision.
“That’s it, baby girl. You know exactly how to take care of me, don’t you?”
She presses her thighs together.
“Mm. Such a good little slut for me.”
She wraps a second hand around my cock, twisting in opposite directions. My eyes roll back in my head at the added friction.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come,” I rasp out the gruff warning, but she doesn’t let up. “Angel, I’m?—”
She pulls off me with a lewd pop, her hands still working me over. Her chest heaves as she catches her breath, and the sight of her like that is all I need to finish me off. I’m absolutely wrecked.
My orgasm tears through me like a goddamn hurricane, filling her mouth with cum, and coating her chest and chin as well.
“That’s it. Take it all,” I grit out the words as the orgasm subsides.
She swallows and swipes a finger in the mess, bringing it to her lips.
I fall to my knees and cradle her face in my palms. “You’re mine, Angel, but I’m yours, too.”
She presses her forehead to my temple, still catching her breath. With Angelina in life, I might never be able to catch mine.
Chapter 31
Famous Last Words
? Everything I Did To Get To You - Ben Platt
38 weeks: Baby is the size of a Pomeranian
Griffin
Girls, Hayes, and Neighs
Wilder: Anybody have eyes on Poppy? She’s not in her pen.
Me: She wandered over the sanctuary again. Hanging out with Sadie.
Jaxon: My bad. Didn't realize she was a free-range fluffy cow.
Me: She's a menace.
Wilder: Finders keepers. She’s all yours now.
Me: Emmy Lou would never let you get awaywith that.
Wilder: Fine. I’ll pick her up in an hour.
Olivia: Wilder Hayes if you try to get rid of my daughter’s cow one more time.
