I put my hands in my pocket. “I want you, Angel.”
“Want me for what?” She gets an adorably confused look on her face.
“I think you know.” Her eyes drop to my cock. “You want me too.” I felt the heat of her body. She is attracted to me too. I don’t see why we can’t explore that. “That kiss was…” I can’t think of a word for it. Not one that does it justice anyway.
“Was it good?” she asks, taking a shot at my ego. “It felt different. When I kissed—” I cut her off with my mouth, not wanting to hear the rest of that shit. She gasps as I pin her to the bed. Fuck, I’m even surprised by how fast I moved to get to her.
“Don’t want to hear about you kissing anyone else.” Anger runs through my body.
“Okay,” she agrees when I release her mouth for a moment. I claim it again immediately, wanting to erase any kiss she’s had before me. She goes soft in my arms, letting me kiss her all I want. I groan when she takes a nip at my bottom lip. The small shot of pain unexpectedly goes straight to my cock, making my balls draw up.
Holy fuck, what has this girl done to me? I’m about to come all over myself. I shouldn't be surprised at this point. Everything about this Angel is unexpected.9AngelHe wants me. He lets out a low groan as he deepens the kiss. I feel his cock press into my sex. I shift my hips, and this time it’s me that’s letting out a moan. I slip my tongue into his mouth, tasting him.
I’m not sure what’s come over me, but at this point I don’t really care. I’m guessing with the attraction I have for him that it’s not going to be very hard to pretend Logan and I at least have some level of passion between us.
“Fuck.” He grunts and is suddenly gone. My eyes fly open to watch him head for my bedroom door. For a second I think he’s leaving until I hear the lock click into place. He looks a bit disheveled but still too damn handsome for his own good.
I watch as he walks back toward me. I swear I have to clench my thighs together at the sight. My heart starts to race from the look in his eyes. It’s almost one that you see when an animal is stalking their prey. That look that tells you that they’re starved for them and won’t make it another second without a taste.
“What have you done to me?” I hear him say under his breath. I don’t get a chance to respond before he’s on me again.
This time his kiss is more frantic. My hands are all over him. I’m not sure what I’m trying to do, but I want to touch him everywhere. He rocks his cock against me, giving me the friction I need. My fingers grip his shoulders as he rocks back and forth, hitting my clit with each stroke.
“Logan.” I whimper out his name.
“I know what you need, sweetness. I’ve got you.” His voice is so tender and sweet that I trust him to take care of me as he said. “You want me to make you come?” he asks. His mouth leaves mine to kiss along my jaw. “All you have to do is ask.”
“Please. Logan.”
“Fuck me. I want to make you beg for me, but you ask so sweetly.” He pulls away from me. I try to grab at him, but the man is too quick.
“Don’t go.” I sit up to make another grab for him. My body needs release now.
“Not going anywhere.” He pulls at my shoes, letting them drop to the floor. Then he’s pulling my leggings down with my underwear. I sit there in shock for a moment. I’m half naked in bed with a man I only met this morning. I have no idea how this is happening, but I don't want it to stop.
He reaches up, pulling off his sweater. I knew the man was going to be built. You can see it without him having to take his shirt off. He’s not all fine lines like you would see on some GQ magazine, but dear God, the man is sexy as hell. He is a solid brute force which reminds me of one of those football men my dad and brother are always shouting at on the TV.
“Spread your legs.” I watch as he undoes his pants. Are we going to have sex? I swallow. “If you want me to make you come you have to spread your legs, Angel.” I tentatively spread my legs wider.
Logan’s nose flares as his eyes focus between my thighs. It takes everything I have not to close my legs. My shy nature threatens to take over, but I push it down based on the way he’s looking at me.