His Angel: The Angel Trilogy Book One (10 page)

“Say it Abby.” His tone says this is a warning to do as I’m told, like a good girl.

“Fuck you Evan. You damn well know I want you to touch me!” I’m not as amused by this whole thing as he assumes I am.

“Abby, if you want me to stop just say the safe word.”

Ok, I want to say no, but I think better of it when I realize this isn’t a question. I won’t be able to take any more of this soon though. I need him to take me now.

His lips suddenly meet mine, his tongue enters and takes over, giving me a way to touch him. I need some kind of release and this is all I’m going to get until he deems it time to untie my hands.
Where is all of the pleasure he promised?
His tongue tastes of mint and me.

“I’m going to make you come now Abby.”

Finally!

I’m lying on my back in the middle of the bed, ready to be fucked by this exotic god. Evan swiftly pulls my thighs apart and his hot tongue lands on my pulsing clit. I want to scream, grab his hair and pull him closer. His tongue moves slowly in circles and a pulse runs through my core as I’m already getting close. Suddenly I can feel his finger rub the outside of my valley sliding my moisture to my clit.

“You are so amazing,” he breathes.

I’ve never been touched this way. Marco was more like a ‘wham bam thank you ma’am’ kind of guy and apparently I didn’t know better. I didn’t know I could feel this way. I had been getting screwed, no pun intended.

His fingers caress me, smoothing over my folds, going deep. I can feel a tingle as he comes in contact with my g-spot.

“Ahh.” I can’t help it, I feel it coming. “Evan…” I explode around his fingers.

He doesn’t stop, his hot tongue on my clit continues to suck the life out of me. My orgasm goes on for several minutes draining me of all fight. I can’t move; I’m paralyzed.

“Now I’m going to fuck you Abby,” he declares.

I can’t say my safe word even if I wanted to. Good thing I don’t want to.

Evan’s hardness is at my entrance now. I can hear his breathing and feel his warm breath over my mouth, but I stay very still waiting for the moment that he gives me what I crave. His cock is pulsing and ready for me, sliding against my wetness.

He’s such a fucking tease!

Evan suddenly thrusts himself into me.

“Yes!” I scream.

Maybe I want him to punish me, devour me into his mouth, and make me his with his controlling cock. Yes I want all of that.

He thrusts one more time as I make room for the large presence entering. I’m swollen for this man. Every cell in my body is quivering with this intrusion. His hand grabs my wrist as he enters harder and faster. I want this. Oh my God I want this.

“Abby,” he whimpers.

One more thrust and I explode around him. My body refuses to stop, I feel it from my toes to my ears. He reaches down, grabbing my thighs, pulling them up as I thrust myself towards him wanting more. I can’t get enough, I may never get enough of this man.

“I know you’re close Abby.” I’m not sure how he knows I’m going to explode again.

One more thrust and I come undone everywhere.

“Evan I-” I trap him as he explodes inside of me, slamming his mouth to mine, devouring me just as I hoped he would. He’s taking me, claiming me, like I’m his.
I want to be his.
No doubts are lingering and I’m sure I want to always have him.

Chapter Seven

Abby

“This is so cool Addyson, I love this car!” My sister sits in the passenger seat, so beautiful in her pink posh princess dress she selected for our sixteenth birthday party.

I wanted to wear a low cut version, but she isn’t having any of that. No, Addyson loves to shop and she says that we are princesses and we should look the part so we are both wearing the posh princess dresses tonight.

“Oh my God I love this song.” Addyson giggles as she turns up the radio in the Red Porsche PDK.

The black Corvette at the stoplight is revving their engine: they want to race us.

“We can so take them!” I laugh.

“Abby, floor it.”

“Mom and Dad are so awesome for getting us exactly what we wanted. I love our cars, don’t you?” Addyson smiles with her pink glossed lips.

“Oh yea so awesome! But, I’m sure that we have to get straight A’s for the rest of our lives now.”

The black vette really wants to take our car on, they start spinning their tires and roll down their window. “Hey princess, let’s see whose car can hack it.”

Addyson and I look to each other with grins on our faces.

“Oh yeah Ad, we got this.” I grip my hand on the stick shift. I place the car in neutral to shift the double clutch into first gear as the light turns green. This car’s transition is smooth with no lurching. I smile knowing we’ve got this.

I’m several feet ahead of them in the intersection.

BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG.

Bright lights, screaming. What happened Ad? Ad?

My mouth isn’t moving. My body won’t move.

ADDIE WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME? My body is covered in something warm.

ADDIE!

Somebody get that stupid light out of my face. What is my head leaning against? Oh my God what happened? Addie?

Warm tears are running down my face as I’m finally able to turn my head.

All I hear is screaming, so much screaming. Addyson is squished against the roof of the car. We must have flipped the car.

My ears are ringing as I realize the screaming is mine. There is blood everywhere, her pink dress is now bright red.

“Help us! Please! God please help us!” The bright lights dim in and out as I think there are people walking in front of it. Headlights, I think it’s headlights.

“Are you ok?” A woman asks me.

“My sister, get me out of the seat belt so I can save her.” The woman crawls in and unhooks my seat belt. “Sweetheart you might have a neck injury you shouldn’t move, the ambulance is on their way.” She speaks calmly. I have to get Addyson out of the car!

Sharp pains pulse through my stomach. I have to get my sister out of the car. She isn’t talking; I can’t tell if she’s breathing.

“Addyson!” My dress is caught on something. I slide my hand to the tuft of material to pry it loose, but it won’t budge. Please, I pull with my left hand this time and I hear it tear free.

I free my left leg from the car window and then my right as I adjust myself with my hands. I glance down and there is blood covering my hands and dress; it’s everywhere. Shit! Mommy, Daddy please I’m so sorry!

I get free, but I am so dizzy. The lights are so bright. Strangers are running to me now screaming for me to lie down. I have to get to my sister.

“Stop! You are so badly hurt, you have to sit down sweetheart! The ambulance will be here in just a minute. Somebody see how far away they are. Is there a doctor here?” The woman’s voice is frantic, it’s not that bad, is it?

I slowly make my way to the passenger seat. The passenger side is completely smashed in and there isn’t enough room in the window for me to climb in because of the bent frame. Addyson isn’t moving and I can’t feel her breathing.

I scream. “Addyson!” I have to pull her out, her seat belt is stuck, oh God I can’t get it loose. “Help me!”

The hysterical woman and a man are there behind me asking me to move so they can help.

Warm hands land on my arms and pull me away from the car as the passerby’s try to break her free. I can’t stop crying. I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean to do this Addyson. I’m stuck here. I can’t get to you, I’m so sorry Ad, I’m so sorry.

Tears fall as my mind gets heavier, my eyes are foggy now, and I feel heaviness take over my body.

“Addyson I love you! Please save her.”

The darkness is so thick now.

“Abby! It’s just a dream, you’re safe, wake up Abby.” I hear Evan’s voice as I realize I had the nightmare of the night that broke my soul.

My body is soaking wet with sweat, I’m shaking and my breath is ragged.

Evan’s arms are around me, he’s trying to give me comfort. Little does he know I’ll never have comfort until the son of a bitch that hit my car that night is caught and prosecuted to the highest level of punishment the law will allow.
I will never have comfort, rest or be ok until that happens.

He touches my face with his hand and presses a kiss to my forehead. I can feel my breathing slow.

“Abby, are you ok?” He’s so gentle.

“I’m fine, just a bad dream,” I lie, but I don’t want to push that nightmare on anyone. When I talk about Addyson I want everyone to hear the good stuff.

“Are you sure?” He’s running his hands through my hair now.

I turn my head to look at him and I see concern etched on his forehead. I hate lying, but I have to.

I smile. “I’m fine, really.” He cuddles with me as I drift back to sleep.

Evan greets me with tousled hair and a beautiful smile. “Good morning beautiful. Awe baby have you been crying?” he asks, setting the cups of coffee on the counter and approaches me slowly.

“I thought you were gone.” I just let myself completely open up, everything becoming raw for him.

“You did?” He runs his hands through his hair. “I’m really sorry Abby. I know that leaving the last time without saying goodbye after what,” he pauses, “after what we had experienced together was a serious dick move and it won’t happen again.” He brings his hand from his hair taking me into his chest, leaning down to kiss me ever so passionately, and I need it, I love it. He carries me back to my room and quietly makes love to me for most of the morning.

When I look at the clock it’s nine fifteen and I’m exhausted. Our fingers intertwine in each other’s.

He rolls over, laying on his arm. “There is so much I want to tell you Abby.” He glides his fingers down my cheek to my breast following to my flat stomach.

I stare at his face amazed that I have given myself to him three times even if I have only just met him.

“You can tell me anything.” I roll over, meeting his gaze.

“I need to know who this Marco guy is to you.” Well, that hit me like a ton of bricks, making me remember something I don’t think I want to anymore, probably from guilt.

“How do you know about Marco?” I haven’t told Evan about Marco.

“Dom told me a few things when he threatened to cut my balls off if I hurt you.”

I roll over to my back, throwing my hands over my face.
Why would Dom tell him something that personal?

“I have to know.” He nuzzles me.

“Well, first of all,” I pause to pull away, “that’s none of your business and second of all, he left me three months ago to go back to Brazil,” I say as I get up, throwing my robe on.

“Wait.” He grabs my arm. “WAIT, I just need to know that you aren’t in love with him anymore.”

My morning just turned to shit. “Why do you need to know that? I’m sure this is just a simple fuck her and leave her.”

I turn to look out the window and Evan follows me from behind, pulling me into him. His body is stiff behind me as he holds me tighter than he had before.

Evan’s body stiffens as his phone rings.

“Hold that thought.” He lets go of the hold he has on me to answer it.

“E,” silence, “Yea,” silence, “fuck,” he goes silent again, but I don’t see the look on his face because I’m still looking out the window.

“Abby, there is nothing in this world I want to do more than stay here with you all day, but I have to go to work for a little while...Ok?” He searches my face for my reply, but I only nod. His phone beeps and he’s gone with the door shutting behind him.