Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Angel tightened her fingers on his shoulders as she rose onto her tiptoes to get closer to him. Her world shrank around them as he forced her to ignore everything but their exchange and the sensation of his powerful form wrapped around her. Vex explored her mouth, seductively swirling around her tongue and teasing it into an eager response. She rubbed her pelvis against his, trying to get closer. His steely cock thrust hard against her stomach. Her body answered his arousal with a gush of slick juices. She squeezed her thighs together, savoring the need that made her come alive.
A playful honk made her jerk back. She’d completely forgotten they were outside on his driveway. Before she could spot who’d tooted their horn, Vex tossed her up in the air and eased her over his shoulder. As the world whirled around her, Angel automatically grabbed at his hips for security as he jogged into the house. His tight butt captured her attention, completely distracting her from any other thoughts.
Slowing at the door, Vex entered, ducking to protect Angel from hitting the doorframe. She smiled at his care but gasped in shock when he spanked her bottom with a sharp smack. “Daddy!”
His low chuckle did funny things to her inside as he headed straight for his bedroom. In a world-tilting move, Vex lowered her from his shoulder onto the bed. Angel pushed herself up to sitting as he knelt between her legs on the carpet. His hands wrapped around her thighs, pinning her in place.
“Baby girl, I’m not a gentle man. I want you to promise me to stop me if I push you too far.”
She nodded and bit her lip as she studied his face. Angel wasn’t a virgin. While her few sexual encounters were okay, she hadn’t understood the excitement and allure surrounding the intimacy. Attributing the lack of fireworks to herself a couple of years ago, Angel had decided to wait until she married Trevor. Then it would be more special.
Now, the emotions and desire swirling inside her clued Angel in that she’d never met the right guy. She hadn’t needed more of something—only Vex. Desire burned deep inside her. She craved every look and touch Vex lavished on her.
Her excitement mingled with apprehension. What if he found her lacking? “I… I don’t know what I’m doing, Vex,” she admitted.
Vex’s lips curved in a sexy smile. “That’s the best part about making love, Baby girl. We figure out what pleases each of us and what we need. We’re doing this together. For us and no one else. Okay?”
Angel nodded.
“Use your words, Baby girl. I need to be sure you’ll talk to me if something isn’t right.”
“You’re here with me, Vex. That’s all I need.” Angel smiled at him. Hearing herself say that aloud made the truth resonate inside her. He was the essential component.
“Good girl. Kiss me, Baby girl.”
Angel leaned forward and tangled her fingers in his red hair. She tugged firmly, pulling his face toward her until their lips met. She brushed her lips against his softly at first, then nipped his bottom lip and sucked on it lightly. His groan of arousal sizzled inside her.
She brushed the tip of her tongue across his lips and deepened the kiss when he opened his mouth. He allowed her to set the pace as she explored the warmth inside, savoring his taste. When he chased her tongue into her mouth, Angel sucked on it, loving his flavor.
Vex froze for a millisecond before cupping her skull in his hand and holding her captive as he took over. Urgent need flowed from him, exciting Angel. He made her feel wild and sexy like no one ever had. The silky scratching of his mustache and beard added an extra sensation on her skin. Angel wanted more of everything.
She met each of his kisses with demands of her own as her hands cruised over him, and she explored his hard muscles with her fingertips. Dips and bulges defined his chiseled body, urging her on. Angel grabbed the soft material of his T-shirt and drew it upward. She needed to see him.
Vex reached over his shoulder in a display of thick biceps and triceps to grab a handful of the cotton material. He ripped the fabric over his head, leaning from Angel only slightly to avoid bumping her. She admired his toned shape, brushing her hands over his hard strength. A dusting of red-gold freckles decorated his skin, and immediately she wanted to count them, even if tallying them took her a hundred years.
Angel leaned forward to run her tongue over his chest, connecting the scattered spots. Vex’s hands tightened on her arms as a rumble sounded deep in his throat. Feeling more powerful than ever before, Angel traced his nipple with her tongue and gasped as he bolted back an inch from her.