Page 52 of Angelic Vengeance

This won’t end well.

I pulled down my sweatpants.

When I turned around, Maria’s eyes were on my tatted chest. She swallowed and looked up; her eyes immediately bored into mine.

Fire.

The desire to look at her –all of her– was so strong, but I controlled myself. She didn’t trust me, so I needed to show her she could.

Running my tongue over my teeth, I kept my eyes above her head as I joined her under the spray of the shower.

I ran my hands over my wet hair and glanced down to see her watching me – looking up at me with big eyes, her hands covering her tits.

“Thought I told you to wash your hair.”

Her skin, already flushed from the hot water, turned a deeper shade of pink.

“I– I can’t… I’ll just wait till you’re done.”

I shook my head. “Just turn around.”

A small frown formed between her eyebrows. I was ready for an insult, backtalk. Hell, even a slap across the face. Instead, she did as I said. My chest filled with a dark, twisted satisfaction when she listened to me without hesitation. The red-blooded male in me wondered how obedient she could be with the right person.

The right person.

Me.

I’d do thirty to life before I sat back and watched her pick another man over me.

Her hands and long, sharp, red nails went in her dark hair. I physically fought the urge to reach out and touch her.

How pretty they’d look around my cock.

Without thinking, I turned my head to the side, a piece of metal that formed part of the shower wall catching my eye. The blurry image of Maria imprinted on my mind. Her tits were the ideal size, not too big or small; simply perfect to squeeze in my rough hands. Round. Firm. Soft.

The moment I blinked, the image of my mouth swallowing her small, hard nipples flashed in my mind. Another blink – my tongue flicking over it, my teeth grazing it.

I swallowed and looked away –big mistake.

Long, sexy legs. Thick thighs. Smooth bronzed skin. And her round ass in that torturously small, red thong.

Blink – my hand fisting her hair. My dick pounding in her tight pussy from behind.

Holy fuck.

I was going to get off on this for the rest of my fucking life.

And then I saw it; what changed everything. Her inner thighs sparkled with something that wasn’t water.

Maybe this attraction wasn’t as one-sided as I’d originally thought.

Heat rushed to my groin until my cock grew and pulsed painfully against my wet boxers.

I turned and walked out.

“Take your time.” Blood roared in my ears. “I’ll get you clothes. Towels are out here.”

I waited for the bathroom door to close before I leaned my back and head against the black marble wall. I let out multiple breaths I didn’t know I was holding. I throbbed between the legs, and my heartbeat pulsed in my clit. My thong had gotten damp from more than just water and I could feel it leaking down my thigh. My nipples were diamond peaks and my breasts were unusually firm.