Page 28 of His Virgin Angel

“I don’t know what I want. I can see you’re holding back.”

“I’m a man, Piper. Twenty-four years your senior, and what I want will probably scare you.”

Biting her lip, she stepped forward, running her hands up his chest. “What if I told you that I’m not afraid?” Life had been shit to her for so long, taking care of her brother, trying to create a better life, that she’d pushed all of her own needs and desires to one side. What was wrong with giving in?

She had been the good girl for so long… She didn’t know if she could be bad, but in that moment, she wanted to be naughty.

Gripping his belt, she tugged it open. Even as her hands were shaking and she didn’t have a clue what she was doing, she did what felt right.

He covered her hands, stopping her.

No words were needed. He held her hands as he sank to his knees before her. Releasing her hands, he gripped the edge of her jogging pants. Slowly, he peeled them down her thighs, and she was aware of her thicker, slightly dimpled thighs.

“I’m not perfect.”

“I don’t care.”

Next, her panties followed until she stood before him naked. Within seconds he was on his feet, his own pants gone.

“To me, you’re perfect.”

He grabbed her ass, pulling her close. His cock pressed against her stomach, and she knew without a doubt that he was well endowed.

“We’re not having sex tonight?”

“No. Not tonight.”

She tilted her head to the side. Her heart was racing, and she’d never been so excited before in her life. “What can we do?”

Piper squealed as he lifted her up. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she held onto him. The age difference between them never bothered her. She didn’t care how old he was. Jack Sosa would always be an angel to her. The man who was willing to care for her no matter what.

He moved her back until he kicked open her bedroom door. Laying her on the bed, she watched him stand up, and stare down at her.

When she went to move, he stopped her. He gripped her knees. “No, you don’t need to hide with me. When we’re together, I want to see every part of you.”

There was no fight in her.

Piper wanted this more than she ever wanted anything else. Was it wrong of her to be just a little bit selfish?

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Jack had never cared about a woman before. He took what he wanted, and she found her pleasure her own way. So many women had come and gone in his life, they’d all blended together.

Piper wasn’t just any woman. She was his woman, and he intended to be different with her. All he wanted to do was flip her over, and plow deep into her cunt, taking that precious cherry, and owning her forever.

Instead, he spread her legs, sliding the tips of his fingers down the inside of her thighs. He stopped near her pretty cunt. Her pubic hair was nicely trimmed, and he saw how wet she was. The lips of her pussy were spread open, giving him a delightful view of her clit.

Never had he gone down on a woman before.

Piper was untouched, and he didn’t care how much of an asshole that made him, he wanted it with her. He wanted to be the only man to lick, to touch, to own.

It meant more to him than ending Ronald’s life.

She didn’t speak as he touched her pussy. Spreading her open, he stared into her eyes, as he stroked over her pretty clit. Piper gasped, arching up. Circling her clit, he dipped down to do the same to her entrance, never penetrating her.

When his fingers were coated in her cream, he wrapped his fingers around his cock, covering his shaft with her.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

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