Page 24 of Buying Angel

I could feel myself start to calm at his words and the way he was holding and stroking my arm. My tears started to subside, and I could feel my heart rate slowing the longer he held me. After a while, I spoke.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lower the mood. It’s just, tonight has been so amazing. I just felt overwhelmed…”

He placed a finger on my lips to stop me from speaking. “It’s okay. I was expecting this to happen. After everything that you have been through, to have someone treat you the way I have, you were bound to suffer afterward. Just remember never to feel bad about that. It’s natural for many subs to feel a drop after a scene. Just know that I will always be there to care for you.”

He pressed a kiss to my forehead and picked up a sponge from the side of the bath. He poured soap onto it and worked it into a lather before carefully washing me all over. I had never been treated this way before. No one had taken the time to care for me after a scene. To worry about how I was feeling. I was just usually told to get up, get dressed, and get the hell out of there. I couldn’t help it as the tears started to fall again.

His soft voice enveloped me in a warm hug as he spoke to me. “Shh, Angel. No more tears.”

He finished washing every part of my body before he spoke again.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed. We can talk more in the morning.”

He carefully got out of the bath and helped me up. He grabbed a big, fluffy robe and placed it around my body before putting on one himself. Without warning, he picked me up from the floor, carried me out of the bathroom and playroom, and up the stairs to a bedroom. I wasn’t sure when he had done it, but my case was already waiting for me in the room, along with some pants for Hudson. He quickly dried himself off before placing the pants on.

He opened one of the wardrobes, grabbed a t-shirt, and passed it over to me. “You can put this on if you would like.”

Within a few moments, I was dried, dressed, and tucked into bed. Hudson pulled me into his arms and held me. I had never felt so content as I did right then. Everything would have been so different if I had just waited for Hudson to come back that evening, but they say hindsight is a wonderful thing.

The events of the day started to take over as my weary body started to shut down for the evening. As my eyes grew heavy and I started to fall asleep, the last words I heard were Hudson’s.

“Sleep well, Gaby.”

With that, I succumbed to the fatigue that came over my body and fell into a deep sleep, contented for the first time in ages.

Chapter Fifteen

HUDSON

I WOKE UP EARLY in the morning to find Gaby still wrapped in my arms. I was sure that after all the events of yesterday, she would appreciate sleeping in, and seeing as it was only just coming up to eight in the morning, I decided to leave her there. I carefully got out of bed, trying not to disturb her, and headed down toward the kitchen. I needed caffeine, and I needed it soon. I could already smell the strong aroma of coffee as I walked toward the kitchen door. This meant that Nico was already back and waiting for a blow-by-blow account of the evening.

He couldn’t have heard me coming down the stairs, because he was staring out the window at the gorgeous spring morning. Life was so different in New York with all the hustle and bustle 24/7. There was always something going on, but here on the outskirts of Detroit, it was calm and peaceful. Maybe too peaceful for his liking, but he had been away from here for so long that it wasn’t surprising.

I walked up behind him and placed my arms around his chest, feeling his hard muscles desperately trying to escape the excuse for a t-shirt that he insisted on wearing. Not that I really minded; any chance to feel them against me, I would gladly take. He turned in my arms, giving me a disapproving look, the one that always told me he wasn’t happy with me. I leaned in toward him, and he immediately put his hand on my chest to stop me.

“What have I done wrong now?”

He raised his eyebrows at me as if to say, you really want me to tell you? He knew the score last night, so I wondered why he was being such an asshole this morning.

“Took you long enough to get up, didn’t it? Do you know how long I have been waiting here?”

Before he could say another word, I seized my opportunity, as he had taken his hand off my chest, and slammed my lips against his, slowly moving my hand down his chest and placing it on his cock, giving it a slight squeeze. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist me for too long. It was only a few moments before his hands were in my hair and he was kissing me as though we had been apart for months. We broke apart after a while both breathing heavily and almost desperate to pull each other’s clothes off. But I needed coffee and we needed to talk, and not just about last night.

“So, how was the lovely Rosa?”

I had to laugh that he was already calling her Rosa and not Gaby. I was sure that it would stick both inside and outside the bedroom.

“Coffee first, then we can talk.”

I sat down at the table while Nico got us both a cup of coffee. He placed the cups down on the table and then sat down.

“Well?”

Nico was never a very patient man. If he wanted to know something, he wanted to know it now and couldn’t even wait for someone to have a drink. However, I would make him wait just a little while as I took a sip of my coffee. The bitter flavor hit my tastebuds like nectar to a bee. I placed my cup back down and took a deep breath.

“She’s perfect for us, Nico. Most of the time, I didn’t even have to direct her. It was as though she knew exactly what I expected her to do as my sub without even being told. She is an amazing lover and great at sucking cock.”

I knew that would get him going. It was the one thing that Nico truly enjoyed more than anything. To hear that would be music to his ears.

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