Reckless Kiss

Our lips seal, quieting our moans as she rocks faster.

“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.