Chapter 12

 

“You’re so beautiful. I don’t want to rush you after everything else.” Angel shakes her head slowly, her long hair falling across the pillow.

“I need you. I need to feel that connection to you.” I slide my jeans off quickly, thanking God, I didn’t have a shirt on. I climb on the end of the bed, slowly lifting the long dress up her legs. The bruises are faded, and the cuts are basically gone. Bumps form on her skin as my fingers skim over her soft skin. I press light kisses up her legs, watching the way she reacts to me. Her eyes never leave mine as she lays there propped up on her elbows.

“Do you have any idea–how much I missed you?”  Her smile could melt the coldest heart. Much like she’s doing to me right now.

“Not as much as I missed you.” I slide the dress further up, revealing her black lace thong. My body ignites in fire as I look at her.

“Goddamn, Angel.” Her smile couldn’t get any brighter than it is right now. She’s gorgeous.

Her fingers find their way into my hair. She slides her fingers over my scalp. Grabbing the side of her thong with my teeth, I drag them down her body. Angel’s breathe catches. Her eyes stay locked on me.

“Devil.” My name leaves those lips and I want to lose myself in her, but I know I can’t. She’s still healing, if not physically, emotionally. I discard her panties to the floor, running my hands up her legs. Just her scent alone, is sending heat rushing through me. I spread her thighs, sliding in between her. I slowly drag my finger through her wetness, listening to her moan.

“I didn’t play very nicely that first time.” Her head has dropped back, her eyes closed. Sticking my tongue out, I slowly drag it between her slickness. Fuck, this is better than I have ever dreamed it would be. Groaning, I run it up and down in a slow tortuous motion. Her fingers stay in my hair, lightly tugging. She has no idea how much that fucking turns me on. I flick my tongue over her clit, and her body damn near leaps off the bed. Chuckling against her, she looks down at me.

“I need you, Devil.” 

Just hearing her say that has me so worked up, I can barely contain myself.

“You want me–Angel?” I slide my hands up under her dress and straight to her breasts. Damn it! I’m going to fucking cum all over this bed.

“Yes, Devil. I want you.” I lift her up, sliding the dress over her head and tossing it to the floor. My lips come down to cover her nipple through her matching lace bra. Angel’s hands wrap around my neck, trying to pull me up to her.

“I can’t have you just once–Angel. You need to know that. I want all of you. I can’t let this go.” Kissing between her breasts, I finally move up to her neck. Her hardened nipples scrape over my chest, making me shiver. Sucking her soft skin into my mouth, I want to mark her as mine. I want everyone to know, that she’s mine.

“Angel.” It’s a question. I need to know that she wants me the way I want her.

“You’ve always had all of me, Devil.” My eyes jump to hers. The soft tears dripping down her cheeks.

“Have I?” Nodding her head, I capture her lips with mine. Our tongues skate against each other, taking what they need from each other. My dick rubs along that wetness I just tasted, and there’s nothing I want more than to take her any way I can get her.

“If you’re not ready, Angel, tell me. I’ll wait for you.”  My words surprised her. She gulps back a tear.

“I know you, Devil. You won’t hurt me.” Her words shoot straight through me. My mouth slams back into hers. I take what I want from those soft lips.

The way her body is arching against me, I need to be inside of her. I reach between us, sliding inside of her.

“Tell me you’re on somethin’?” I can’t pull out now. Not now that I’m inside of her.

“I am. Don’t stop.” That was all I needed. Angel’s legs wrap around my waist, pulling me in closer. I don’t think I could get deeper if I wanted to.

“My, Angel.” Whispering against her neck, I roll my hips. Feeling her like this, so free, so raw. It’s fucking heaven. 

***

Angel sits on the counter in the kitchen looking like a goddess. She’s beyond anything I’ve ever seen before.

“Stop lookin’ at me like that.” I grin. Angel giggles as I dump the food onto a plate.

“I can’t help it! I’ve never seen you cook before. In fact, I’ve never seen you in the kitchen unless it was for liquor.” Smirking over at her, I pick up our plates and walk toward her.

“Is this you? Like, the real you?” Nodding toward the dress, she knows what I mean. Angel takes the plate from my hand before taking a big bite.

“It is. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love dressing up like I did, but this is what I feel best in.” The way she says it makes me smile.

“Why? Is it too weird for you to see me like this?” Yeah, because that would ever stop me.

“You look fuckin’ hot in anything, Angel. We just look like complete opposites now.” My smile must do something to her. Her body shudders while I watch.

“We might look different–but deep down–we’re the same.” I wish that was true. We couldn’t be any more different.

“What do you think?” Nodding toward the food, Angel grins.

“It’s amazing.” I give her a sly look making her laugh.

“It is! You are going to have to cook more often for me.” I finish chewing my food letting those words sink in.

“Does that mean you’re gonna come see me again?” Angel sets her fork on the counter next to her plate before looking at me.

“Come here.” Setting mine down as well, I shove my way between her legs.

“I don’t know how to live here anymore. I don’t want to be looked at, as the club whore, that I know I am. It was my place for a long time, I just don’t want to be that anymore.” She’s serious. She is actually fucking serious, right now.

“Have you understood nothin’? You aren’t a fuckin’ club whore, Angel. You’re mine. If you need a goddamn patch to prove that, you got it.” Her mouth falls open. She doesn’t believe me, not yet anyway.

“You would do that for me?” Damn this woman!

I reach up, gripping her face in my hands.

“I’d do anything for you. Don’t you get that?” Angel leans forward, pressing her lips to mine.

“Thank you, Devil.” 

Our conversation was cut short. Angel never really said one way or the other about being with me. I’d like to think that thank you, was a yes, but I can’t put words in her mouth.

“She’s freeing the Devil,” Roc says. Glancing over at him, I shake my head.

“You’ve lost your goddamn mind, brother.” Bringing the cigarette back to my lips, I let my eyes wander over to Angel.

“Sure, I have. Look at you, man. You’re like a fuckin’ female–all beamin’ and shit.” Raising my eyebrows, I look back over at the mental son of a bitch.

“She doesn’t wanna stay, Roc,” I tell him. Roc huffs under his breath.

“She’ll come around. Maybe she needs some more time.” Shaking my head, this is ridiculous.

“She doesn’t need time, Roc! She needs a goddamn man that can take care of her. Look at her. That’s the real Angel right there. The one that wears the expensive fuckin’ clothes, and lives in a goddamn mansion.” I roar. I turn my head but I didn’t notice the girls standing there.

“Even after all the other shit, that’s how you see me?” Angel says. She stands in front of me with Aria wrapped around her waist.

“It’s not how I see you. I fuckin’ see you, for you, Angel. I know I can’t give you what you have there. You deserve someone that can.” I’m truthful with her. Her eyes widen and just when I think she’s going to cry, she unleashes all her anger on me. It’s almost a welcomed relief, too.

“You told me not to give up on you yet. You told me that you wanted me, Devil! You fucking told me last night, that you didn’t want just one time with me!”  She screams. Ghost chuckles behind her. Aria raises an eyebrow, looking at me. I shove myself off the couch and stand in front of her. Aria reaches over, plucking the cigarette from my lips. These women are going to be the death of me. I run my hand through my hair as I look at her.

“I know what you need. You need to be happy, Angel.” Taking the last step in between us, she stops.

“You make me happy, Devil. More than anyone ever has. I told you I wasn’t ready for all of this. That didn’t include you.” Her lips press against mine and I’m once again lost in this girl.