Page 39 of Beg Me Angel

I wanted to feel her thighs quiver as I buried my head in her delicate skin to taste her juice and lap her flavor till her body broke and she lost all control.

Pushing my cock into the arch of her foot, I rolled my waist. “I can show you, if you'll let me.”

Vera peeled her eyes open slowly, bringing a finger to her mouth to nibble the nail. “If I let you, can you promise me something?”

“What's that?”

“Promise me that if I ask you to stop, you will.” Wisps of her hair tickled her lashes as her thighs began to slide back and forth.

“You won't want me to stop, I can promise you that.” Twirling a single finger around her knee, I touched her with barely any pressure.

A spark ignited in her eyes as her hips shifted and her foot began to gently rub the raging hard-on between my legs.

“But what if I'm not ready?”

“Angel, being ready isn't what you need to think about.”

“Then what should I be thinking about?”

“You should be thinking about what you'll feel, what you'll experience. Think about what you want and not the fear that comes with it. Because I won't hurt you, even though I will make you scream.” My fingers crept a little higher, caressing her inner thigh.

Vera was already shaking, her thigh trembling beneath my fingertips as I lightly touched her.

Her tongue rode her bottom lip as her head dipped down and her lids fluttered. “Is it bad that I'm nervous? Because my heart is racing right now.” Covering her chest with her hand, she patted her heart. “It's going a mile a minute—that's not really helping the mood any is it? I'm kinda spoiling it with all this—”

Pressing a finger to her lips, I silenced her. “Shh, you're not ruining anything. I won't make you do anything you don't want to, but to enjoy it, you have to stop thinking.”

Shaking her head up and down, she smiled with playful lips. The once shiny trails of tears were now dried up and hidden behind blushed skin. Vera's chest was lifting rapidly, her fingers dancing over her collarbone and grazing her shoulder.

Sliding my hand higher, I glided it up her belly and between her tits, wrapping it around her neck. Leaning in, I brought my lips to the side of her face, resting them right outside her ear.

“Let me give you something you'll remember, let me take the weight of the world off your shoulders and give you one thing you'll never forget.” My lips traced the curve of her jaw, following the tender skin to her mouth.

I stayed still for a moment, listening to her strained breath as our mouths barely touched. Her eyes darted between mine, her tongue tempting the opening as she parted her lips.

That was what I waited for, for her body to fully respond, for every part of her to be telling me the same thing.

Everything I thought I never wanted, it was right here, right beside me. Being lonely had never been a thought that really crossed my mind before her. I had spent so much time hating the world around me that I couldn't see how much I needed someone with me.

But now that she was here, now that I had opened myself up to her in ways I could never explain. . . My angel had become all I needed.

Crushing my lips against hers, my body buzzed as the electricity flowed between us. My taste buds exploded as her tongue tangled with mine and my chest expanded to inhale a deep breath as I gave in to all the desire streaming through my veins.

Stretching my hands around her face, I cupped her cheeks and kissed her harder. I felt her body loosen beneath me, rolling in hard and pressing her tits into my chest.

She's moving on feeling, not thought.

My angel was finally giving in and not letting her mind control her body. That was the only way for her to really experience what I was about to give her.

Her clouded thoughts would blacken the way my cock would feel as I spread her open, she wouldn't be able to enjoy the rush or escape from the past that haunted her dreams in shadowed memories.

Curling my hands into her hair, I tightened my grip around the roots and held her in place. Her waist rolled, her back arched, and as our lips parted, Vera exhaled a deep moan.

“Wow,” she whispered as her hands came up and clutched my wrists. “Pax, I've wanted you to kiss me all day.” Touching two fingers to her lips, she smiled.

I didn't say one word. Staring into her eyes, I scrunched her hair between my fingers, letting the air between us drown her in need. There wasn't a part of my body that didn't want her, that didn't want this.

She had wanted a kiss, but I wanted so much more.

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