Page 97 of Angel

I sighed in pleasure, reflexively opening my legs to rest them against his outer thighs. He held onto my hips while he kissed down my stomach.

His lips grazed like velvet against my swollen nub. Taking his time, he ran his tongue down my folds, and up, tormenting me as he alternated flicking my clit and licking my folds, mowing around in little circles.

A spark of pleasure hit and I cried out from the intensity of it all. Angelo slowed down, making his touch even lighter.

My body hummed in the intervals between every jolt of sensation, each new one coming on quicker than the last. They all piled onto each other until I exploded, with fingers digging into Angelo's hair and lips calling out his name.

Angelo crawled up towards me, that heated look I loved so much in his eyes. He kissed me deep, his tongue flicking gently against my own.

With one arm slinking under my neck, his hard tip brushed against my folds. Ever so slightly he pushed inside, making each inch gained a drawn-out affair.

My belly pounded and I pressed my hands hard into his back, eager to have his full length.

Reading me well, he thrust deep, entering me all the way. The pleasure rolled on in waves, a perfect match to our ragged breathing.

Angelo brought his hands down and under my hips, pushing my lower back up. His dick hit a new spot,theperfect spot. The room began to spin. I closed my eyes and embraced the earth-shattering ecstasy wrecking me.

Angelo huffed into my neck, his thick corded muscles flexing under my hands. He held me tighter, pushing all of his weight down onto me.

With a sexy rumble, he pressed his lips back against mine. Our tongues danced together as he shuddered in my arms.

Breaking the kiss, I turned my face to the side to get some air. Angelo nuzzled his face against my chest.

“Was that my big present?” I asked. “...Angelo?”

I turned back to see him looking at me with an intense gaze. My heart did a little kick jump.

Ever so slowly, he ran his finger down the length of my nose. I swallowed hard, sure something big was about to happen but at a loss as to what it would be.

“There are no words,” he slowly said. “For what you are to me.”

My lips stretched wide. “If you can’t say how I make you feel, how about you show me?”

“That I can do.”

With a growl, he grabbed my hands and hoisted them above my head.