Page 69 of Scarlet Angel

I shake my head as I search the dark.

He steps forward, and the details of his face emerge. His roughened goatee and angular chin. Ruffled hair. Deep-set eyes I can’t see, but I swear I feel.

“Shall I get a condom?”

“Can’t get pregnant, remember?”

“I’m clean.”

“I figured, or you would’ve just gone to get the condom.”

“Right.”

He steps forward, and I slip off the bed so I’m standing before him.

“So you do trust me then, eh?”

In answer, I lift my nightgown over my head and let it drop to the floor.

I hate fear, and running head-first into the source is how I attack what I hate.

“My god, you are lovely.”

He steps closer, close enough the energy between us is palpable. He tenderly tilts my chin upwards, and his lips fall over mine.

Soft, at first. A flutter.

His hand cups the back of my head, holding me, gently asking.

I open, and his tongue slips inside. Tentative.

His tenderness throws me. I expected him to throw me on the bed, to slam into me, and yet…I’m bared to him, and his interest is in my lips.

His kiss is slow and sweet. Exploratory. Soon, it steals all thought.

CHAPTER17

NICK

She’s fierce. Strong. I sensed her spirit in the chapel.

I’ve wanted this one since I first spotted her on the threshold of a sanctuary. Hair aflame, magnetic green eyes atop a divine figure of milky smooth skin and curves.

Finally, she opens, and her sweetness is everything I dreamed of. As heavenly as she tastes, as intense my cravings, I will myself to maintain control.

She needs to gain her footing.

The agreement isn’t for me to do as I like with her body. No, she wants to use my body. And I’m game.

My body begs, eager, but I must take my time. Appreciate her swollen, wet lips, so full and plump. Her chest rises and falls slowly, as if she, too, fights for control. And fuck, her breasts. Those eager peaks beg to be suckled.

“How do you want me?” I’ll let the goddess direct this play.

Uncertainty flashes in her eyes.

Please don’t fucking change your mind.

My cock is so fucking hard. It might be a remnant side effect of whatever drug she dosed me with, but I jacked off earlier, dreaming of the sex we didn’t have. And yet you’d never know based on how badly I ache.

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