Angel's Silhouette (18+) ☑

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Damien

I watched the look of hurt flash in her eyes as the words registered with her.

You are destruction.

The entire time she had been on top of me, Earl's last words had been screaming in my head.

She is pure.

She only knew a part of me. The part that I was when I was with her. It was a very different man than who I had always been. It was time she saw the rest of me. If she leaves, then it was her decision to do so.

The moment she sees the real you, she will leave. I just pray it is before she is in too deep.

This was the only way.

I ran a hand through my hair, sighing, then got off the bed and walked to the shower without another word.

My eyes closed, I stood under the water. It was all too much. That thought was becoming my mantra. It felt like the world was against us, trying to keep us apart.

I turned around and grabbed the shampoo, scrubbing it hard into my hair. I had to get out of my own head.

The tiny hands sliding around my waist, wrapping around me caused me to jump. I spun around, nearly falling, to see my Angel standing there, now fully naked.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, squinting through one eye as the shampoo began to run down my forehead, over my eyebrows.

"Shh." She shushed, as she reached up and began to wash my hair, taking over. I leaned back into the water to rinse it, eyes closed, when I felt her still soap covered hands, moving over my body, washing me.

She wasn't supposed to be in here. She was supposed to run. To storm off.

I hissed when I felt her soapy hands wrapping around my cock, washing and stroking. She hummed in approval as she felt it growing, hardening in her tiny hand.

She turned me with her other hand on my chest and pushed lightly, causing me to press into the cold shower tiles behind me. I looked down at her as the water began to cascade over her body, groaning at the glorious site before me.

Her hand was working faster as she looked up at me, a smile on her face. I brought one hand to her face and ran my thumb over the swollen, bruised lip that I had bitten. I didn't mean to hurt her.

Her lips parted and she took my thumb into her mouth, sucking hard, twirling her tongue over it.

I felt my cock twitch and swell in her hand.

"Fuck." I moaned out, leaning my head back against the surface and once more closed my eyes.

She released my thumb, and only a moment later, I felt her lips around my cock. Startled, I looked down and there she was, on her knees, my full length shoved down her throat, those doe-eyes staring up at me.

My hands fisted her wet hair as my hips began to gyrate against her face. After weeks of no release, even though I just got off, I was going to fucking come again. Right now.

I pounded into her mouth only a few more times, before I felt it. I gasped her name as my hips stilled and my hot seed shot down her throat.

She got up from her kneeled position, kissed me on the cheek, then got out of the shower. I stood there in shock.