Salvation (Angels Halo MC Next Gen 1)

Her entire body trembled at the first caress, her hands clenching in my shirt. When I felt how wet and ready she was for me already, my dick leaked onto my thigh, screaming for attention. But I didn’t come here to get off. I came to show her she could trust me, and if I had to, to beg for a little time to clean up the mess I’d created when I’d tried to get that bastard Campbell out of our lives so we could be together.

But I’d be damned if I was leaving before she came all over my fingers. I needed to feel her lose control for me, and I needed to show her that she would always be my top priority.

“You smell like heaven,” I told her as I circled her opening. “I want to bury my face right here.” I thrust one finger into her and nearly came in my jeans at how tight she was. “And lick up all this honey.”

“Please,” she whimpered, pressing her face into my chest to muffle the achy little sounds she couldn’t control.

“Tell me this is my pussy,” I commanded, playing with her clit while thrusting one digit in and out of her tight heat. “Tell me you’re mine, Lexa.”

“I…” She shook her head. “No. I’m not yours.”

Growling, I took my thumb away from her clit but kept thrusting my finger into her. “You are. Your body, your heart, your soul. They are all mine. Tell me, and I’ll make you feel so good, baby.”

“You can have my body, but not my heart.”

Clenching my jaw, I pulled my finger from her and thrust two into her, stretching her a little more. “I want it all,” I told her greedily. “Tell me, Lexa. Give me what I want.”

“N-no.” She shook her head stubbornly. “I won’t give you anything else to hurt me with.” Grabbing my wrist, she pulled back enough so that our eyes locked in the darkness. “Take what I’m offering—or leave. I’ll just get myself off when you’re gone.”

“Will you now?” Grinning, I propped myself up on one arm, looking down at her. “Show me.”

“Ben!” she hissed.

“I’m serious. Show me how you make yourself come. Do you rub your perfect little pussy with your fingers? Or maybe you have a toy. If I looked in your nightstand drawer, would I find a vibrator, baby?” She looked away, but I caught her chin between my thumb and index finger, turning her face back toward me. “Show me. I want to see you touch yourself.”

“The vibrator is in the nightstand behind you,” she informed me, giving in.

I grabbed it from the drawer. The little egg-shaped thing was swallowed by my hand, but it fit perfectly in hers. Rolling onto her back, she pulled her sleep shirt up to her stomach, exposing her bare pussy.

I wanted to turn on the light so I could see her better, but I knew it would only draw attention if someone got up.

Keeping her eyes on me, she turned on the little egg and then rubbed it down her flat stomach and straight to her clit. The tiny gasp that left her when it first made contact had me rubbing my palm over my cock, trying to ease some of the pressure already building in my balls.

Her lashes started to lower. “Eyes on me,” I ordered, and they flicked upward once more.

Getting on my knees, I moved between her spread thighs, needing to see it all. “Lift your shirt,” I instructed.

Without hesitation, she lifted her shirt with her free hand until both her tits were exposed. Cupping one in her palm, she lifted it toward me in offer, but I shook my head. “Play with your nipples for me.”

As she pinched and tugged on first one nipple, then the other, I heard her pussy getting wetter and sucked my fingers I’d had in her moments before, licking her essence from each digit.

“Ah,” she whimpered. “I’m close.”

I fell on her then, pushing the vibrator out of my way and sucking her clit into my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue, drowning in the honey that flooded from her as I tried to lick it all up. She fisted her hands in my hair, lifting her hips off the mattress as she rode my face until she was coming apart on my tongue.

I pressed my hips into the bed and sucked her clit even harder to keep from shouting as my own release hit me with the force of a tsunami, and I shot load after load in my boxer briefs and jeans.

When I found the energy to sit up, we were both still breathing hard, and I wiped her remaining juices off my face. She looked up at me sleepily, and I lay down beside her, cuddling her for a little longer before I had to leave. I didn’t want to give Bash a reason to shoot me, so I knew I had to go before long or risk him finding me in Lexa’s bed.

Trustingly, she put her head on my chest and wrapped her arm over my stomach. Kissing the top of her head, I savored the peace that filled me in that moment.

It was only a matter of minutes before her breathing evened out and she was fast asleep. Wishing I could stay like this with her forever, I gave myself another half an hour before carefully untangling our bodies and then tucking the covers back over her.

As I was putting my boots back on, I noticed her phone charging on the nightstand and picked it up. Surprisingly, there wasn’t a lock code, so I went in and unblocked my number, knowing she was too stubborn to do it herself.

Grinning, I started to replace it, when I saw she had a text message alert. The grin disappeared when I clicked on it and saw it was from some guy named Theo. I read the last text he sent.

Theo: If you need me, I’m there. Just say the word. Call me when you get up. I want to hear your voice so I know for sure you’re okay.