Angel & Ace

You Are Safe For Me

   The night had been going well. When we were through with our dinner we made no attempt to get up and leave.
   "How much longer do I have you for, Ms Dávila?" I spoon fed her the chocolate soufflé we shared and every time some made it on her lips or chin I'd lick or suck it off slowly. I wanted badly to get her in my bed covered in chocolate for me to ravish. It wasn't only sexual chemistry we had, it was also how the conversation flowed, how even when we didn't vocally speak we kept up conversation between our eyes and the subtle moves in our bodies. I enjoyed learning her small quirks; how she bit the inside of her cheek when she was nervous, or how she'd rub her thighs together when she got horny, I especially loved how she leaned into me instinctively. Like how she was currently doing, with a glass in her hand and her body lax beside mine.
   "My father's out late tonight at a banquet, I told him I was going out with some girlfriends and couldn't cancel because we'd been planning the night for so long. I was expected to be at that party." I caressed her chin, rubbing her lip with my thumb like I found myself often doing. She had beautifully plump, inviting lips.
   "I'm sorry I'm keeping you," I whispered. She curved her lips in secrecy, whatever crossed her mind in that moment, I liked.
   She shook her head and peered at me with shining pools of deep azure irises. "No, I very much want to be here with you, Tobias. I enjoy just being myself for a couple of hours." She settled her glass on the table and turned toward me. "Are you sure you don't have a girlfriend?" I chuckled.
   "No, Sutton. Why are you inquiring?" Her cheeks turned crimson.
   "I've never had a real relationship of any kind," she said shamefully, glancing down in embarrassment. I couldn't have that. She should be proud for she's a diamond. A forbidden, pure, sexy elegant diamond. A priceless prize— as bad as that might sound, it's true.
   "I'm not sure if I'm boyfriend material, but truthfully, I'm not one of those men who find excitement in one-night-stands either," I leaned forward, capturing her lips quickly and then moving to her ear, leaving her wanting more. "I enjoy learning the body and mind of the person I'm with. I take sex and intimacy very seriously. I want whatever you have to offer, even if it's just meeting up and having dinner a couple times a week. We don't have to have sex, but I want you." Her nails dug into my abs and gripped my shirt in need. I smirked, enjoying the thought of her pussy oozing hungrily, aching for me to fill her. Defile her.
   Her words came out slow and cautiously, "I am scared. I've never trusted someone with my body, I've never wanted anyone to explore my mind for my father wouldn't approve of anyone I seen, and getting close to someone just to have them ripped from me isn't something I've ever considered. But, yes Tobias, I want you. You are safe for me, and untethered to my private dysfunctional life, you are interesting, and my body seems to love being near yours," I kissed her neck, suckling her sweet silky skin, gently baring her with my teeth. She moaned responsively. "I do... want you to fuck me..." she breathed as I abused her unblemished skin. I withdrew, the task to do so proving hard. I was hard. Extremely so. I wanted to bury myself inside her so she'd never forget me. She'd never forget it. And if I was lucky, she'd get addicted, maybe she'd even indulge my kinks, my fetishes.
   "It's too soon, Angel, for I'm still a stranger. I know you're eager, and you're unsatisfied, but I want you to be sure-"
   "I am. I've never been more sure, and I think it's hot—," she glanced down abashedly. "I think it's hot you're a stranger." My cock throbbed and ached, blue balls seemed inevitable. I strained a sigh and put my forehead to hers.
   "Shh, Sutton," I pled. "don't say anymore. I want you to go home, decide for certain, and figure out what days we can meet. I want this to work." She cupped my face joyfully and kissed me passionately, scratching my cheeks in the process. I grunted and stifled a chuckle, taking her infliction. Her excitement poured out in shades, and her grin swallowed her face. In that moment, my heart warmed like never before and I knew I was in trouble.
   "It'll be a couple of days. My father watches me like a hawk, and Timber— his personal security guy— has been guarding my well being. It'll be hard to shake him. I'll need to come up with a convincing lie." It seemed like too much, a hassle, but she was so eager. Willing to submit her body to me like she'd been needing it. I understood why. I was hopeful that she'd figure something out soon. "I'll have to get a second phone so you can contact me. He doesn't check my phone, but I'm sure he would if he thought I was hiding something." I wished I could make it easier on her.
   "I'm sorry you have to do all this. I can't imagine how you've survived under his scrutiny all these years. I hope one day you're free of him and his expectations." She gave me a small thoughtful smile, and I kissed her forehead. "Here, I'll put my number in your phone under Kat. Just tell him I'm your new friend at some fancy class you're taking."
   "I might do that, or something like it. It'd give me a good excuse." I kissed her chastely, always leaving her wanting more. I wanted her nice and ready whenever the moment would come.
   "Go. We don't want him or Timber getting suspicious, now do we?" Her wide eyes peaked up at me.
   "No, we don't. I'll just go pay." I grabbed her hand.
   "I got it. Text me when you arrive home, and keep me updated and let me know what you plan on doing for schedule."