The Guardian Angel

Chapter-20: James

                                                                                Advisory: Mature Content.

She was a head shorter, so her hands were almost touching my shoulders. If I wanted, I could have been easily able to break out of her hold. But the intense desire dancing in her eyes stopped me from doing so.

She leaned closer, her eyes locked on mine. Both of us were starting to breathe harder. Our chests falling and rising in a synchronous motion. Her eyes moved down to my chest and her eyes narrowed. She brought a hand to lightly trace the red, angry scab that had developed over one of the cuts.

Her hand smoothed against my chest as she tilted her head up to look at me again.

She stood on tiptoes and whispered in my ear, "No excuses now. You aren't going anywhere and neither am I."

She pulled me towards her, her fingers running through my hair. Our lips met, with her crushing me against the wall. I slid my hand up the back of her neck, cradling it. Her chest was flush against mine. Clothed against bare.

"It's funny." I murmured against her lips.

"Hmm?" She hummed. "What is?"

"How I always am the one without a shirt."

I felt her smile on my lips.

"Oh, we're gonna have to fix that."

"You're right." I grasped the hem of her tee and slid it up, exposing each part of her slowly. She lifted her arms, allowing me to easily pull it over her head. Her skin was soft under my unrelenting hands. Greedy hands that wanted to explore every inch they had just uncovered. Her hands seemed to want to do the same.

We weren't even acting with our mind now. We were in a flow. A flow neither of us could or wanted to break.

This wasn't a want. It was a need. A necessity.

Sliding my hands into her pockets, I slide it down in one movement. She stepped out of it, one hand grasping my shoulder. I discarded it to a corner of a room.

I twisted her around and pushed her against the wall. Grabbing her wrists in one hand, I held them above her head as I ran my nose down her soft and silky hair, inhaling its intoxicating scent. I'd been wanting to do that since the time she bumped into me at the bar. The way her hair had cascaded down her back. The same hair that was now being twirled in my fingers. The same hair that my nose ran through. 

I skimmed my teeth over the edge of her earlobe, nipping it gently. She let out a whimper. The sound doing weird things to my heart. 

I moved closer to her, my length digging into the small of her back. I trailed kisses down the side of her face down to her neck.

"God, you're fucking gorgeous." I whispered. "The things you make me feel. Make me do. It's insane." 

I sucked gently on the soft spot of her neck, as my hand slid down her spine. It trailed down until it came to her bra. I unclasped it and let it fall to the floor. Now only her panties remained, covering her ass barely. I reached my arm out front and pulled her further into me, arching her back, my hand splayed out on her hot skin.

An anguished breath left her mouth as she bared her throat to my relentless onslaught. I let my hand that rested on her belly travel down, my hands skimming the front of her panties until it went down further. 

"Is that all for me?" I whispered. She craned her neck back, giving me yet another wave of her intoxicating sweet scent. I slipped my hands into her panties, separating her slick folds. 

She whimpered against me as I set a steady rhythm, that had her weakening under me. As she built up higher, higher and higher. And each time she tensed, I found myself tensing too, the tension building around us.

At this time, a meteor could have hit the world, a civil war could've been raging, it could've even been the damn zombie apocalypse and I wouldn't have cared. Not a single bit.

Her moans became progressively louder as my fingers kept hitting her sweet spot over and over again. 

"Come, baby." I whispered in her ear, hitting the spot yet again. And she unraveled, her insides clenching around my fingers as she came vigorously. So hard that I couldn't have taken my fingers out if i wished to do so. At this point I was the only thing stopping her from collapsing onto the floor. 

I wrapped my arms around her, gently lifting her before carrying her to the bed. Laying her on the sheets, I dragged her panties down her legs. I lifted each of her legs lightly, removing it, before throwing it to one side of the room. There was something immensely satisfying about strewing clothes around the room. It added to the mood.

I strode over to my bag and produced a foil. I reached to remove my pants. 

"Nuh uh." She said, lifting her head high. "I'm doing that." She pulled me toward her by the waistband of my pants. 

She pulled it down, followed by my boxers, letting me spring free. I ripped the foil open and rolled the condom onto myself. 

She crawled further up the bed, beckoning me with her with her arms tugging mine. I crawled on top of her, my large body covering her small one. 

Her large brown eyes were filled with desire. Not apprehension or second thought. 

I leaned my forehead against her, breathing slowly. 

"You're the most fucking beautiful woman alive, Leah. I don't know if you know that, but the things your mere presence does to me is fucking insane." 

She smiled a mischievous smile. "Don't make me wait any longer or I'll combust." 

I entered her slowly, both of us grunting at the same time. 

"Fuck, that feels good." She moaned. 

I slowly started moving. Her arms wrapped around my hips, pressing me closer to her. I kissed her fiercely, increasing the pace. Our breaths were coming harsher now. The temperature in the room seemed to rise by a few degrees as we moved as one. 

She surprised me by flipping me over, locking my wrists together with both her hands. She smirked at me. The entire time we hadn't even broken our motion. She continued, moving up and down on me, having my wrists locked together. I could see her breasts bouncing lightly as she moved faster and faster. As she leaned down, her hair fell over my face, surrounding me with her scent. 

I had to grit my teeth to not blow immediately. She felt so fucking good. She bent down, dragging her lips down my collarbone with featherlight touches. Her lips reached mine, when her tongue swept along my lower lip, before her lips crashed hard onto mine.

I moved my hips up to meet her thrust for thrust. Each thrust of ours getting more and more erratic. I slammed into her harder and harder as our moans and groans that punctured through the otherwise quiet room. 

Both of us built up. Our breaths shallower and much faster now, our heated breaths mixing in the cool atmosphere of the room. 

I broke my wrist out of her control and pulled her into a passionate kiss as I thrust one last time deep inside her. Both of us let go together, coming together in an intense moment, just holding onto each other for several minutes as we lay on the bed, with her sprawled upon of me. 

As our breaths and heartbeats came down to a more leisured pace, I shifted her slightly off me. She stirred, looking up at me, confused. 

"I'll be right back." I promised her, kissing her on the lips. 

I moved to the bathroom, where I disposed off the condom. I came back to the room to see her sprawled out on the sheets. It was a beautiful sight. Leah sprawled on the bed, her chest rising and falling, her body seeming a boneless heap from the exertion. She cast me a sleepy smile, eyes still clouded with lust.

I climbed in beside her and pulled the sheet over us. She snuggled closer to me, as I wrapped an arm around her. She tucked her chin on my shoulder, as I did mine on her head.

"Good night." I murmured. 

"G'night." She told sleepily. 

And with one last kiss to her hair, I let my eyelids drop down.