The Fallen Angel

Chapter 6: Heated

Chapter 6: Heated

My insides had exploded and my gut felt almost numb with pleasure. I rolled my head back, mouth slightly open releasing nothing but breathless gasps, eyes squeezed shut, chest rising and falling rapidly. Angelo leaned forward, running his tongue along my neck. He marked my skin as his with soft nips.

Tainting his sins on me.

My orgasm had been quick and unexpected, slamming through me in a shattering manner. My eyes closed and when I reopened them my vision was black for a second. I swore I saw a thousand stars, my body gone to a whole other dimension. A sort of high I hadn't experienced in any of my past hookups.

My final scream had been swallowed by Angelo as he kissed me deep and hard, his tongue caressing mine as they danced. He was patient while letting me slowly ride out my orgasm on his hand. Hips jerking slightly as his sleek fingers moved slowly against my very sensitive bundle of nerves. I hummed in pleasure.

"Do you believe me now?" He whispered while pulling away. His lips kissed the corner of my mouth affectionately.

I blinked a few times, trying to gather my wits. Still in a daze, I met his wicked silver laced gaze, that seductive smile still on his lips. The beauty mark above his perfect lips made me want to kiss him deeply again. To have myself get lost in him once more, body and soul travelling to a paradise somewhere in between.

"Yes-wait-what?" The answer was raspy and confused, already forgetting the main reason as to why we were in that position in the first place.

Wide eyed, I watched as Angelo raised his fingers to his mouth, sucking on the middle finger in specific. I bet he could feel my breath hitch at how hot it looked savoring my taste on his lips like wine he could get drunk on.

My lips parted in disbelief.

"You didn't."

Just to prove his point, he made an obnoxious sucking sound yet again.

My eyes widened.

Oh yes, he did.

Awkwardly, I cleared my throat as my eyes flitted across the room. As the bliss of the Big O I experienced by his skilled fingers wore off, the reality of the situation hit.

I had let a stranger touch me inappropriately.

After feeding me a bunch of ludicrous historical tales of us being made for each other.

And I liked it.

Holy crap!

My mind was on a haywire as I frantically pulled down my dress after pushing his solid body away from me.

Angelo looked at me as if I had grown two heads as I glared at him heatedly.

"What's wrong now?" He asked as if I was the one with major issues.

Albeit, it was probably my fault for allowing him to have his way with me and smiling like a damn clown afterwards.

"I don't need to answer to you. I didn't owe you anything." I said as I ran a hand through my tossled hair. My legs were striding towards the door and I was surprised when he had let me gone through it without a fight.

Maybe he was satisfied with how he had successfully turned me into a fool!

Wrong.

A hand grabbed me and before I knew it, I was slammed against the walls of the empty hallway. My hand balled into a fist as the beautiful man stared down at me, his eyelashes looking longer and features more defined.