The sensation of her silk nightgown and weight on top of me was indescribable. Her breasts pressing against my chest had stolen my breath. But her words and sincerity possessed me. “You being so close already has me soaring.”
Looking like an angel, she whispered, “Thank you.”
Softness caressed my lips until she chose to deepen our kiss. I followed every lead she was willing to take. When her tongue asked for entry, I opened and surrendered to her every whim.
Her mouth widening built a hunger in my body. Her flat stomach kept expanding as she tried to inhale the air that her lungs now required. I was becoming desperate when she said, “A-Angel.” Her sweet breath mixed with mine. “My belly is… tight.”
I fought to breathe so I wouldn’t pass out due to my extreme level of arousal. “That means your wings are stretching. They are getting hungry for air.”
Tasting this gorgeous creature, I became intoxicated. Drunk on her scent, her touch, her want, and her need. It was right that I was restrained. I wanted to take charge and control her body. I wanted to slip her under me so I could cover her with hungry thrusts of savage behavior.
“Angel, are you wanting to be free?”
Yes. “Just my wings stretching, too.” The only control I had was with my mouth, so I used my weapon, sucking in her luscious bottom lip so I could feed from her exquisiteness.
I was surprised by her moan. “Oh, yes, please do that again.”
I continued to feed off of her taste, sucking on that lip I wasn’t sure I could ever release.
But she pulled it from me to say, “Angel. The ache. It-It is moving.”
“Let it.” I was aching to touch her with my hands. “Follow it. Become it.” I was a man possessed by her body. “Your wings are searching for the wind to lift you off of the ground.”
Blindly, her lips found my neck. “Can I kiss you here?”
She was following rules we had taught her so that she would learn to recognize danger—a man not respecting her limits. Now, I wished no rules or limits existed, so she would just do anything she wanted, when she wanted. If it hurt. Fine. If it made me come. Fine. As long as she didn’t stop touching me.
I let my head fall to the side to give her whatever she wanted, and sincerely responded, “Of course.”
My eyes rolled and my neck stretched as her tongue licked over my skin. I wasn’t used to such detailed attention, but quickly became addicted.
Slipping down my body a bit, her breath brushed my chest. “Can I kiss you here?”
My rocket’s engines were aflame. Throatily, I told her, “Do anything you want to me.”
When she sucked on my nipple, I could barely stay composed. “You are a creature that makes my world spin like a deadly storm that could kill me, softly, with all the power it possesses.”
She suckled and licked… “Good words, Angel?”
“Yes.” Get these fucking napkins off me! I wanted to lick her from head to every adorable fucking toe. “Yes.”
She bit my other nipple. “Ache. I ache.”
Before self-control set back in, my whole body arched off the bed. My dick wanted in this woman causing me the most intense, sensual torture I had ever known. But I instantly realized that may have been too much. I had just lifted her off the bed by my pelvis. “Oh, Star, I’m sorry—”
“Do it again.” I didn’t believe there was one more thing that Scarlett could do to make me any more aroused until she growled those words.
I almost came. “Are you sure?”
She bit down again, demanding my obedience.
Fuck! Yes. More. My hips lifted. This time, I felt her damp core on my erection. Oh. God. Help. Me. She wanted friction. Her need made me dizzy as all my blood rushed to my dick, so ready to obey her direct order.
After feeling me like this, she sagged against me. “Angel.”
Oh, shit. Had I pushed her too far? Was she reliving a terrible memory? “I’m right here with you, Bella Donna.” I wanted her to know I would stay by her side for as long as I could.
Lazily sitting up, her body swayed. “What does that mean?”
Bella Donna? “Beautiful woman.”
Scarlett suddenly jolted, her eyes opening. “Say that again.”
“You are so beautiful.”
The stars in her eyes floated in a sea of emotion. “You did it, Angel. As my lover, you gave me happy tears.” Those precious lips trembled as she gave me the most beautiful smile I may ever see. She whispered, “Thank you.”
Something in that divine smile made this concrete for me. I knew that for her, I would possess every ounce of self-control she would ever need of me. “Star, untie me.”
As if she was so ready for me to take charge, she rushed up my body. Her delicate fingers trembled while fighting the restraints. I kissed the inner thigh of the leg laying across me while she stretched to reach. “You’re okay. I almost have you.”
Tears fell down her lovely face. “Angel.”
“Right here.” Once untied, my left arm raced to hold her as I sat up, leaving my right arm wrenched awkwardly behind me. But I didn’t care. My muscles could rip from my bone as long as she knew I had her. “Right here. I’m right here.”
“Angel.”
“Right here.” Her clothed breasts were in my face as she reached and fought to untie my other hand, but I did not take a taste. I didn’t have permission.
Once my other hand was released, it only wanted her.
Scarlett melted to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I love your hands on me.”
“They never want to let you go.”
“Don’t let them.” Scarlett found my mouth and took it as her prisoner.
I had never been so elated to be caught, captured.
“Angel, I don’t want clothes between us.”
No questions asked, I pulled her nightgown over her head and tossed it aside.
I had seen Scarlett naked many times, but not like this. Never like this. She was the essence of all that could make a man become a slave to desire.
“I don’t want sheets between us.”
She merely had to mention her want, and it happened. I kicked the sheet from my legs so that nothing was between us except for our burning passion, so heated it could blaze through every layer of the Devil’s ice.
“Yes. I want all of you.”
Then all of me is yours.
“Angel, show me everything I missed as a young woman.”
Affection. Respect. Adoration. I showed her all of it, through each and every kiss I placed on her soul-stirring body.
“Do to me what should have been done.”
Permission… I carried her body until I was ready to lay her down and make love to the most courageous soul I had ever known.
“Give me every part of you.”
Hoping she understood all I was offering by covering her body with mine, I laid on top of her, wanting to replace all her ghosts with the memory of me.
“I ache.”
I do, too, my shooting Star. Sinking between her thighs, I prepared to cross a barrier that should never have been stolen from her. I felt we were both experiencing a first. Those men may have stolen her virginity, but I was capturing her soul.
“Higher,” she whispered.
Here I was, about to give away the heart I had sworn I could never give away again. I guess Scarlett wasn’t the only one being brave. “The best part of flying is learning how to fall.”