Chapter 6
Angel’s ears drummed as his jealously went through the roof. The little voice in the back of his head tried to reason that he had no fucking ground to stand on. Nora had every right to fuck whoever she wanted, but he would never tell her that.
“I’ll kill every fucker who comes near you.”
She scoffed. “This is wrong on so many levels. I don’t even know where to start.”
“I don’t care.”
She took a deep breath before she said, “You don’t see the double standard here?”
Angel shrugged. “It is what it is. You know club life. Your own brother was the whores’ favorite before he met Teagan.”
“Don’t remind me. I don’t understand why you’re so obsessed with what I do with my body while all you guys do all day is?—”
“Damn right, I’m obsessed. Ever since that kiss, I’m in Hell because I know I should never touch you again.”
“I’m telling you that it’s okay to touch me.”
A tug-of-war between excitement and skepticism crippled him enough to not immediately react when Nora’s hands crept underneath his black IVMC T-shirt. Goosebumps raised all over his body when her trembling hands explored his back.
Nora’s gray eyes pleaded with him to not turn her down. He had to move quickly before he would give in to what they both desired.
“Give me one night,” she whispered.
She silenced the protesting voices in his head by pressing her sexy lips against his t-shirt clad breastbone. Her unexpected, sweet gesture warmed his stone-cold heart.
Angel didn’t do sweet. He fucked without going anywhere near to making love. He didn’t do love. Life had fucked him over even before CPS took him from his parents’ home wearing nothing but dirty underwear and one orange sock. It took CPS six long years before they finally figured out that two crackheads were unfit parents. Assholes.
He fisted Nora’s ponytail, tilting her head backwards so he could look down into the stormiest gray eyes he’d ever seen. He couldn’t deny the trust reflecting back at him.
Angel never trusted anyone the way Nora did and didn’t know if he wanted to punish her for it, or rather treasure her innocence.
“We’re doin’ this on my terms. Do you trust me?”
Her trust in him was written all over her face, but for some sick reason, he also craved the words. If a pure and honest person like Nora saw something good in him, it had to count for something, right?
Without any hesitation, she said, “Completely.”
A weird pang in his chest took his breath away.
“You shouldn’t,” he said before claiming her mouth. She tasted like strawberries and any other sweetness underneath the sun. Fuck. He already was in deep but couldn’t help to take things even further.
He broke their kiss and said, “Lie down, sweetheart.”
Nora complied and Angel’s eyes feasted on her long, slender legs underneath her black cotton pajama shorts, her flat stomach and firm B-cups.
Angel kneeled at the foot of the bed before he grabbed Nora’s thighs and jerked her closer to him.
“Ah, Angel!” she shouted before she slapped a hand over her mouth.
“Let them hear you. It makes me fuckin’ hard.”
She pressed her lips together and shook her head.
“That’s okay, Sweetheart. I’ll just work a little harder, so you’ll scream my name.”
His fingers grabbed hold of the waistband of her shorts, also leisurely pulling her underwear down in the same go.
His fingers slithered around her ankles before he tugged her closer to the edge of the bed, resting her legs over his shoulders.
“Angel…”
The desire in her voice turned him on while he kissed the inside of her thighs. Her sweet scent drove him crazy, and he almost forgot to take things slow for Nora.
Angel feathered soft kisses upon her outer lips while her hand shot out, fisting his hair.
He flattened his tongue, bringing it up from her entrance right up to her clit, where he circled it until she writhed underneath him.
“Oh, yes. Right there.”
He grinned, liking this vocal side of Nora.
“You… ah… this feels so… good.”
“Tell me more,” he said.
It shouldn’t surprise him that she got shy again. If only they had more time together, he would make sure that Nora would tell him exactly what she needed from him.
Angel tested her reaction when he slid his index finger through her wet folds. She opened her legs even wider, silently begging him to push his finger inside.
“You want this?”
“Yes,” she moaned while lifting her ass from the bed, almost pushing his finger inside of her.
He slapped her cunt, grinning as she instantly locked eyes with him.
“I’m in charge, Jump Fire. Stop lifting your fine ass.”
“Sorry.”
“There’s only one thing I want you to do.”
“A-and that is?”
“Say out loud what I’m doing to you and how it makes you feel.”
“Angel! You know I can’t do that.”
“Yes, you can. Now start.”
His tongue flicked her entrance for a few seconds before he pulled away. He raised a brow at Nora, who let her back fall against the mattress in a huff.
“Fine,” she said.
A victorious chuckle escaped his lips before he dove back in.
“Y-your tongue is licking me…”
“Where?”
“Down there.”
He gave her pussy a little slap, and she shouted, “Between my legs!”
“You mean your pussy?”
“Yes!”
He loved toying with her. “And how does it feel when I do this?”
Angel pressed his tongue between her lips, tasting her honey.
“S-so good. I love your tongue there.”
His tongue swirled up and down, delving deep inside. He fucked her with his tongue as her grip on his hair tightened.
He stopped for a second to ask, “Tongue inside feels good?”
“Oh, yes! I need you inside.”
He pushed his finger inside, deeper and deeper, loving her fucking tightness.
Damn.
He unzipped his jeans, fisting himself before spreading pre-cum with his thumb over the head of his hard cock.
Angel kept pumping his finger in and out of Nora while simultaneously jerking off. He imagined her tight cunt around his dick, spreading her lips wider as he pumped in and out of her.
“Fuck. I need you,” he said.
“Yes,” she moaned.
He tasted her again, reveling in her moans and panting before she squirmed underneath his tongue.
“Angel…”
He added another finger, instantly feeling her tight grip as she clamped down on his two fingers.
“Ah!”
“That’s it, Jump Fire. Come for me.”
As her juices coated his tongue, he squirted cum all over his hand.
“Fuck, yeah,” he groaned.
“Oh, so good,” she moaned as he licked every last drop from her lips.
He pressed a kiss against her pussy, enjoying her nails raking his scalp before she let go of his hair.
“That was…”
He laughed when she puffed out her cheeks.
“Yeah. For me, too.”
She lifted her upper body, resting upon her elbows. “It was?”
He cleaned his hand with his shirt and enjoyed how her eyes widened as he suddenly climbed on top of her, pushing her back against the mattress again.
“I came so hard, if I wasn’t hard again from thinking about fucking you properly, I’d think I broke my damn dick.”