Chapter 9
Angel
My mother had picked up Belle last night after I said I wouldn’t be at church the next day. I slept until Christian called. I was just removing the quiche from the oven when he arrived. The shredded hashbrowns, chocolate chip banana nut muffins, and the sausage were already ready.
“Smells good in here,” he declared as he stepped inside.
“I fixed brunch,” I pronounced, handing him a mimosa.
“You did it up, didn’t you?” he declared as he washed his hands in the sink while I plated our food.
“I did a little something.”
“I haven’t had a quiche as good as yours since back in the day. Glad you made it.”
“You’re welcome.” I tossed a shy smile his way. All night long, I had contemplated the kiss we shared. It led me to fantasize about him.
“Are you happy with your tree?” he asked once we had settled at the dining table and had prayed over our meal.
“I love that tree. I woke up this morning, and my entire townhouse smelled like pine, and I absolutely loved it. The beautiful flat needles are gorgeous, and the strong Balsam scent makes it the perfect Christmas tree.”
“Any regrets?”
“None.”
“Mm-hmm.”
“But next year, you’ll have to try out an artificial tree.”
“I’m good on that. My grandma used to get one every year. I prefer the scent of a good pine tree.”
We finished our meal before we headed into the living room to decorate the tree. I turned on some Christmas songs to play to add to the ambiance.
“Are you good?” he asked after we sorted out the decorations and hung the lights.
“I am. You?” I asked, hanging an ornament on the tree.
“I won’t lie. I’ve been worrying all night long about how you felt about that kiss.”
“I went back and forth with myself a million times. Finally, I conceded that if you weren’t Jeremiah’s friend, I would enjoy it with no recriminations. And when I conceded that point, I let myself go and fantasize about it.”
He took a step closer to me. “And what did you fantasize?”
I turned to face him. “I played that moment over and over in my mind. I fantasized about what it would have been like if we had been somewhere private.”
Christian grabbed the back of my head with one hand and my hip with his other one. “And did it play out like this?” he asked, covering my mouth with his.
The kiss, though slow and exploratory, quickly became seductively tempting and heated up. Christian’s hand moved from my lower back up to my mid back, caressing right underneath my bra strap.
I pressed my body against his, and he deepened the kiss and strengthened his hold around my waist. His tongue worked slowly inside my mouth. Donny Hathaway’s “This Christmas” played in the background, and I knew the song would become my favorite.
Christian broke the kiss and held my face in his hands. “You’re so damn beautiful, Angel. Everything about you that I’ve always adored and admired made me want you to be mine. Your very being is angelic.”
He kissed me and then dragged his lips to my neck. I threw my arms around his neck as heat lit my insides. A powerful moan ripped through me as he nipped at my shoulder in the off-the-shoulder oversized sweater that I wore.
“Did you mean what you said at the tree farm yesterday? That you want me?”
“I did, and everything that comes with you.”
“Chris, I need this.” I moaned.
His hands moved underneath the back of my sweater and unclasped my bra. I tugged the sweater over my head and tossed it onto the floor.
His heavy-lidded gaze dropped to my nipples, and he brushed his fingertips against them.
A chill ran through my body as my back arched, pressing further into his hands.
I didn’t have big breasts, but they were a perfect handful that fit into the palms of his hands.
He lowered his head and licked one and then the other.
“More,” I begged softly. My body was greedy for his touch and the feel of his mouth on every part of me.
His mouth covered my entire breast and sucked hard, and his eager fingers played with the nipple of my other breast.
My leggings suddenly felt too hot, and as he moved to my other breast, I tugged at my leggings to free myself from them. Only I became extremely self-conscious and shy when I stood before him wearing nothing but a pair of Christmas tree boy shorts.
“Damn, li’l mama. Never would have imagined you had all this ass.” His hands slid over my behind and squeezed my ass cheeks.
“You saw me in a bikini that year we all went on that vacation to the Bahamas.”
“Angel, trust me, sweetheart. I was doing everything that I could to not look at that ass on that trip. If I had, everybody would’ve been in trouble. Jeremiah and Erica would’ve been pissed at me, and the rest of our friends, too, because I would’ve fucked that trip up.”
“How?”
“Oh, you would’ve gotten fucked that week.”
“But you had a girl.”
“A girl who I could never be good enough for. And then there was you, who I was already crushing on,” he explained as he tugged my boy shorts over my hips.
“I didn’t know,” I muttered against his lips.
“I know,” he stated, sliding his fingers over my folds.
“Mmm.” I arched my back and spread my legs wider. “Christian, I need you inside of me,” I begged.
He covered my mouth with his and we kissed. “Don’t ask for what you’re not ready for,” he warned when the kiss ended.
“I’m ready for it.”
“I’m a lot to handle, Angel.”
“I’m a big girl, Chris. I ain’t ever scared.”
He winked and dropped to his knees. “I think you need to be introduced to me one bit at a time.” His fingers parted my folds, and he slid them through me.
It had been so long since a man had touched me.
The feeling of a sex toy and my own fingers paled in comparison to a fine ass man on his knees, pleasing me.
I gripped his wrist as he plunged his fingers inside me. “Please, don’t stop,” I moaned, on the verge of an orgasm.
He pulled his fingers back. “Your ass better not cum yet,” he growled as he sucked my juices from his fingers. “You smell delicious.”
“My taste is incomparable. Trust me, I know.”
“You’ve tasted yourself?”
I nodded. “And you should too.”
He thumbed my clitoris and watched me closely before he finally slid his tongue through my folds. My fingers pinched his shoulders, and I whimpered. “Oh shit, Chris.”
“This is what your little sexy ass was fantasizing about last night?” he asked.
“Or was it this dick plowing through you, beautiful?” he asked as he pulled his thick, long erection out.
Large veins were prominent underneath the surface of his skin.
And as he ate me out and jerked himself with his free hand, I couldn’t help but want to taste him and feel him at once.
I didn’t have a long wait to feel him inside of me. I came on his tongue, and he lifted me into his arms and carried me upstairs to my bedroom.
“Do you have protection?” I asked.
Aside from not being sure of who he’d last slept with and if he was clean or not, I also wasn’t on birth control. The last thing that I needed was an STD or another baby.
He reached inside the back pocket of his sweats and removed his wallet. He produced a couple of condoms. I unwrapped one while he undressed.
When he lay beside me, he held my hip and stared into my eyes. “Angel, if we do this, there’s no going back to the way things were.”
“I know.”
“I’m not here just to fulfill your fantasy or alleviate your sex drought. I’m here for the long haul, so you need to decide if you can handle what I’m offering.”
“I want everything that you’re offering, Chris. No going back, and no recriminations.”
He rolled me onto my back and hovered over me. Lowering his head, he covered my mouth with his kisses. I opened my mouth and legs to him, and he sank into me. I gasped in pleasure as he filled my insides, my heart, and my mind as he surrounded me with his aura and his essence.
“You’re so much better than my wildest dreams, Angel.” He huffed as he pumped inside of me.
I clutched his back tightly, afraid to let go. “I cannot hold on, Chris. I have to cum.”
“It’s okay, beautiful. Give me what you got, because I’m going after another one once you’re finished.”
I came on him, and he pumped hard into me before he flipped me over onto my belly. He covered me with his body, spread my legs wide into a frog position, and slid inside of me. I gripped the pillow tightly in my arms and buried my face as he dug deeper into me.
I rolled my hips and thrust my ass back as he dug deeper and deeper. He grunted and pressed his hands underneath me and cupped my breasts. He kneaded and rolled my nipples as he sucked on the shell of my ear.
“It feels so good.”
“You feel so good, baby,” he whispered. “You’re everything that I wanted and more than I imagined.” His movements were slow and precise, and he timed his deep thrusts with the relaxation of my pussy muscles.
“Chris!” I screeched as I came again.
“That’s it, baby. Give it all to me,” he muttered through clenched teeth.
Only moments later, I felt his hot seed filling the condom, and I lost my heart and soul to him.