Page 96 of Angelic Vengeance

I scoffed, running a hand down my face and chuckling. Walking towards her, I closed the distance between us. She swallowed, tilting her head up to meet my eyes.

Leaning down until I was on her level, I felt the dark smirk on my lips. “You’re not leaving like this.”

“I’ll wash these and give them back to you.” She gritted her teeth. Guess we were back to the cat-and-mouse game.

Frustration replaced my amusement. “You think this is about the clothes?”

She cocked her head. “What else would it be about?” When she tried to push past me, I stepped in front of her. “Get out of my way.”

I stepped even closer. “Not until you get out of my head.”

Anger oozed off both of us. We stared each other straight in the eye as the tension built, our breathing growing heavier. I could see the flames in her eyes and feel the fire in mine.

I snapped.

Grabbing the back of her neck, I kissed her so deep and so rough I was drowning in her.

My world had tilted on its axis.

The air felt thicker and my clothes heavier. The room was spinning and all I could feel washer.

Despite the force with which I had smashed my lips against hers, they tingled. My chest felt lighter. And I thought I was going crazy.

Shewas driving me crazy.

At first, she didn’t kiss me back – just tensed and stilled completely, probably too confused or surprised to reciprocate. Yet she didn’t push me away.

My irritation came back. She wasn’t letting her guard down.She wasn’t letting me in.

But then my grip on the back of her neck tightened as I grazed my teeth on her bottom lip and her lips parted with a gasp. I used the opportunity to dip my tongue into her mouth and savor every feel of her. She tasted fucking amazing.

I grazed her tongue with mine once.

Twice.

After the third, she melted into me. Her hands shot up and went into my hair, fisting and tugging.

I groaned against her lips and she moaned into the kiss, vibrations surrounding my tongue. A dark hunger took over and I lost myself in her as fire ignited throughout me.

I roamed over her body, trying to remember every curve. My hand went messily into her hair and I tugged her head back to kiss her deeper. While her hands dropped to the sides of my neck, mine lowered to her ass. I gripped her over the sweatpants material, digging my fingers in harshly and pulling her into my body.

My hands flowed around her waist and to the front of the sweatpants, ready to untie them. My dick was painfully hard and I couldn’t wait to fuck her brains out.

I had no idea who she’d been with before me, but I was determined to make her forget them forever. To fuck her so good until she was a mess and all she could do was chant my name; over and over again.

Maria’s hands let go of my neck and forcefully gripped my hands, keeping them in place. Slowly, I stopped the kiss and pulled away slightly, to look at her.

“Do you want me to stop?” My voice came out raspy as we both breathed hard. I wanted her to want me. In my fantasies, she was only screaming my name in pleasure.

She didn’t answer, only bit her lip and looked down at my hands on her body. She wasn’t scared or uncomfortable. She was… nervous.

I gripped her waist in my palms, my fingers almost connecting over my T-shirt which she was wearing. Red desire flooded me at the sight of my clothes on her.

“Let me make you feel good.”

Finally, she looked up, meeting my eyes. A dark, twisted satisfaction spread through me when I saw the fire in her gaze – more than I’d ever seen before. And it was all because ofme.

I leaned down and kissed her again.