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Before she had a chance to ask him what this was all about,
he pressed her against the side of the wall and kissed her; deeply and
passionately. He kissed her in a way he
hadn’t done in a long, long time and Angel felt her body melt beneath his
touch. His fingers wrapped around the
back of her neck and weaved through her hair, as he pulled her close, using his
other hand to guide her hips against his. She felt his wanting and wished for a moment
she could make the world and all of time stand still so they could openly
express the ignited desire trapped between them. His fingertips brushing gently over her
breasts confirmed something she knew all along; her body ached for him. Other men had come and gone but he knew her
like no one else.
There was no awkward fumbling, no questions and no fear of embarrassment; he
knew exactly what she liked. The truth
was, despite her mixed emotions, she had missed him. They’re relationship had ended so abruptly
that her heart never truly learned to let him go.
“I don’t know what to say,” she whispered.
“Say you
feel what I feel between us,” he urged.
“I
do. You know I do.”
He grunted
frustration and then pulled Angel into another deep kiss. “I want you.” He smiled and his brown eyes
sparkled with desire. “I want you so bad
I can’t concentrate.”
Angel knew
the feeling. There was a part of her
that wanted to push him into one of the patio chairs and climb on. The thought sent shivers of delight up her
back and she wondered if he knew what she was imagining.
Leaning
his hands against the wall on each side of Angel, he whispered in her ear. “Someday I’m gonna bring you out here, when
the night is clear and you can see a million stars stretched across the sky;
and I’m gonna make-love to you.”
Angel
couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across her face.
“I’m gonna
touch you in ways no man has ever touched you,” he whispered and she could feel
the warmth of his breath against her ear.
“I’m gonna bring you more pleasure than you ever dreamed possible,” he
said and then ran his tongue up her neck and fondled her ear lobe. Angel’s body flushed with desire. “I know how to take you there,” he said and
Angel knew he wasn’t bluffing. She
remembered his magic fingers. “I’m going
to make you tremble and shake in my arms,” he whispered and Angel felt like she
was going to explode from the longing that was filling her entire being. He brought his lips close to hers. “Do you want that as much as I do?” He asked.
Yes!
Omigod, yes, yes, yes! She
didn’t say it aloud, but gave a simple nod of her head. While she was hanging in the anticipation of
another passionate kiss, he pulled back.
“I gotta
go,” he grinned, “but I’ll be back to finish what we started.”
A man?
ReplyDeleteYes... Angel is talking to a man....but which man? Who is he?
DeleteOh, man, who was the Latin guy? Think...think...think....
ReplyDeleteHey, you didn't say how specific I had to be! 8-)
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