“Angel… Jesus.” My body is on fire with the things she’s doing to me.
Her insides clench and pull, massage and tug. It’s hot and slippery and so damn wet. I want to yell as my orgasm tightens my ass. Her head drops back and she bites her lip. Her soft breasts are at my chin, and she’s better than every centerfold. Angel getting off on my cock is fucking nirvana.
Palming her breasts, I suck a hardened nipple into my mouth, and her body responds. My lips move to her neck, and I pull a nip of skin between my teeth, moving higher, behind her ear.
She breaks with a moan, spasms rippling and clenching her core, and I relax my brow and let go. My balls tense, and my cock pulses as I fill her, holding her, loving her.
We hold each other, eyes closed as our breathing drifts to normal, as I have these thoughts about merging our lives together permanently.
“I have an idea.” My beautiful, sated girl props an elbow on my shoulder, smoothing her hand in the side of her gorgeous, wild hair. “We’ll pretend they don’t matter. They don’t exist. We’ll go on with our plans, and fuck them.”
A smile lifts my cheeks. “You’re adorable when you cuss.”
“I’m serious!” Her whiskey eyes widen at me. “If they don’t want to be a part of our happiness, who needs them?”
Damn, I love this girl, but I know better. “You do.”
“I do not. Especially not some absentee brother, who suddenly appears trying to push me around and ruin my life.”
Sliding down into the bed beside her, I pull her back against my chest. “I hate to say it… Your brother’s kind of a dick.”
“Kind of?” Her voice is sarcastic, and I chuckle.
“But a dick with a point. Something happened. We can’t just ignore it.”
Her fingers thread with mine. “I don’t care what happened. It’s the past. We’re here now. It doesn’t change us.”
“Life is long, Ang.” I squeeze her hand in mine.
She pushes up on her forearm turning to meet my eyes. “Nothing changes us, Deacon. Promise me.”
Exhaling a smile, I slide my hand along the side of her neck. “I promise.”
She settles in again, nestling close against me. I wrap my arms around her, burying my face in her softly scented hair. This is right, us together, forever. She’s all I’ve ever wanted. She’s mine…
But uneasiness is in my chest.
Late night promises are one thing, but when the morning comes, we’re facing a lifetime of warring with our families. Angel doesn’t want that, and neither do I.
I will fix this. I’ve just got to find the truth.
10
Angel
I’m floating on butterfly wings through clouds of sparkling bliss. At some point I mount a unicorn and ride his horn to an orgasmic Eden where a lion curls up with a lamb, giving me a knowing look. I smile shyly, warm bands of iron wrap around my waist, and a woodpecker starts tapping against my tree of happiness…
The annoying tapping grows louder.
My misty mountaintop begins to melt.
The pesky woodpecker learns to speak, and it’s shouting outside my door. “Ceecee, wake up! Waaaaake up!”
It’s not a woodpecker. It’s Sofia.
“Oh shit!” I sit up fast, looking at the window then at Deacon asleep beside me.
My shoulders drop at the sight of him. He’s so damn sexy in my bed. Full lips rest gently together, thick dark hair curls right around his ears… Muscles ripple down his arms, his abs… My insides clench at the memory of his cock. I’m pretty sure I know whose horn I was riding, and it was thick and delicious.
“Carmieeee!” Sofia’s voice grows louder, effectively killing my love buzz.
Locked doors did not exist in Valeria’s house. As soon as the girls were old enough to walk, they’d get up every morning at dawn looking for company.
“Give me a minute, Soph!” I jump out of bed, grabbing my discarded clothing and pulling it on.
The sun is only just brightening the horizon, thank God. Everyone was drinking and celebrating last night, and I don’t expect anyone to be awake at this hour—anyone older than four.
“Deacon.” I gently nudge my sleeping Adonis. “Wake up, babe. It’s morning.”
“What?” His blue eyes blink open, and when he sees me, he smiles. “Hey.”
My heart melts, and I lean down to kiss him slow.
The rapid banging on my door starts again.
He hears it and pulls back. “Who’s that?”
“Carmie! You’re missing it!”
My eyes narrow. “That’s a four-year-old child.”
Deacon is out of my bed in a flash. “I forgot to set my alarm.”
He’s in the bathroom pulling on his jeans and tee. I’m sitting on the foot of my bed, my heart breaking at the thought of him leaving me. Returning to my bedroom, he looks my way and pauses.
“Damn, girl.” His eyes are hot as he surveys me, sitting in my short shorts and nearly transparent tee. Crossing the room, he cups my cheeks and kisses me, looking deep into my eyes. “You are so beautiful.”
Could I love this guy more? Sofia starts to whine, and panic tightens my chest. She’s going to wake up the whole house if I don’t let her in, but I’ll be damned if I let her see Deacon here. That girl cannot keep a secret.
I stand, catching his arms and leading him to the window. “This is so risky.” My throat is tight as I watch him throw a leg over the balustrade. “What’s going to happen now?”
His lips press together as he looks out across the yard. “This isn’t how I wanted things to go.”
“I know. I’m sorry—”
“Sh…” He lightly touches my lips. “I told you no more of that.”
“I can’t help it.”
His finger slides to my cheek, moving a curl behind my ear. “I’ve got to go to Harristown and check in with my clients there. I’d wanted to take you with me, see if you liked the town.”
“I want to go…” I’m half listening, half worrying about Sofia’s ongoing noise.
“I’ll only be gone a day, maybe two. Will you be okay here?”
“Oh, sure. As long as I do what I’m told.” Like a child. I’ve got to get my own place.
Deacon’s lips tighten, and he pulls me close, kissing me firmly. “I’ll be back soon, and we’ll work this out. You have the burner phone I got you?”
“I’ve got it.” The box is on my vanity.
“If anything happens, call me. I’ll drop everything and come to you.” His hands are firm on my arms.
“Can I call you now?”
He traces his thumb along my jaw, resting his hand on my shoulder. “We’re going to fix this, Angel. I won’t let you give up your family for me.”
“Maybe they’re the ones giving me up…”
Exhaling slowly, he looks into my room. “Your brother obviously loves you. Look at this beautiful place—”
“It’s a beautiful cage.”
“Just give me some time. We’ll find a solution.”