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"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
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I watch from the corner sipping on a whiskey as I watch my angel talking with her father in the distance, his eyes meet mine for a second before he looks back down at her, he nods his head once and kisses her temple before sending her on her way. She comes rushing up to me and grabs my hand before dragging me upstairs.
She packed a small bag as I examined her bedroom, it's her for sure, the artwork, the colour pallet, the room screams Willow, not to mention it's soaked in her intoxicating smell of jasmine blossoms, and before you ask how I know what that smells like, remember I grew up surrounded by women.
As soon as we got into my car I sped home, I just wanted to spend time alone with her, away from prying and judgemental eyes, I'm selfish, and I want her all to myself, fuck, I'd handcuff her to my bed if I could. She said she wanted to shower so while she was doing that I got out of the damn suit Wesley made me wear and into some grey sweatpants, it's too warm in my house to wear a shirt, well.. that's a lie, I just like seeing my woman drool over me.
I lean against the headboard and jump on my phone to pass the time until she's finished. You'd be surprised how many headlines are about her even though she's only been to one major public appearance, comments on these idiotic posts either consist of people thirsting over her or tearing her to shreds, people can be fucking vile when they hide behind a phone screen.
I can feel myself getting heated as I read the comments so I get out of the app and go into my emails instead, deleting the spam that always fucking manages to come through even though I unsubscribe to their bullshit websites, I barely hear the bathroom door creak open.
I lock my phone and toss it onto the bedside table as my eyes finally meet hers, I notice what she's wearing, a short little red satin nightie, delicate lace lays over her breasts and upper thighs, I can feel my cock awaken at the sight, such a fucking tease.
"You look divine angel", I decide to not make a move, she needs to make it first, I want her to beg me, beg me to kiss her, touch her, fuck her, to let her cum.
She chews on her bottom lip and there's nothing more I want than to replace her teeth with mine, "Thank you" She mumbles back shyly before creeping over to the bed and getting in beside me, she lays on her side and looks up to me, I take her silent plea and lay down on my side facing her.
She seems more content with this position, my hand caresses her face running my thumb over her soft delicate skin, she continues to chew on the bottom lip of hers, I move my thumb to it and pull it out from her teeth, her breathing is erratic, I can't help but feel accomplished that she feels so much by my doing so little. So sensitive to me, only me.
