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I am throbbing right now. I will say anything this man needs to hear just to have his mouth back on me again.

“Yes! I promise, Adonis. I won’t read the spell out loud!”With that, he gives me a smirk, his blue eyes sparkle and then disappear between my legs.

It only takes me a second before my body starts shaking, and I come into his mouth.

Adonis slurps up all my juices and doesn’t stop until my body stops jerking.

Once my body is done shaking, he pulls back and then kisses my mouth. Tasting myself on him, I immediately want more. Need more.

I reach down and grab his dick. He thrusts his hips forward, pushing himself in my palm with a growl.

“Your friends are waiting, my beautiful goddess. I’ll see you tomorrow. Have fun tonight.”

He helps me down from the table and back into my pants. It’s a sweet and gentle gesture, one I’m not used to with Adonis.

“Thanks for the orgasm,” I say while I swat his ass.

I go to walk out the front door, but he grabs my arm and roughly pulls me back.

“Leaving without a proper goodbye? I should punish you for that.” His breath is hot on my neck as he holds me. His hand holds my waist while his other grips my throat, just how I like it.

“I love to be punished,” I say as I push my ass into him.

“I know you do… You keep this up; you won’t be having a little girls’ night tonight… Now, give me a real goodbye, then you can go.”

He turns me around, so I face him now. I stand on my tiptoes and lean in to kiss him. “Goodbye, Adonis. Have a good night. I hope you think of my lips wrapped around your cock.”

His eyes darken. “You make me so hard, Dani. I love you. You know that, right?”

The playful moment turns serious, and my heart skips a beat.

“I do know that,” I brush my hand on his cheek, and he leans into my touch. “I love you so much, Adonis. So much, I can’t breathe sometimes.”

With a final kiss, he ushers me out the door.

Amelia sticks her head out the passenger window. “Come on, Dani! You’ve gotten enough action tonight, girl!”

“Sorry! Coming now!” I look back to Adonis one more time as I walk down the old, weathered, wooden porch. It creaks under my feet.

I quickly lift my shirt and bra and flash him my tits and then blow him a kiss. His eyes widen but then his face softens as he catches my kiss, placing it over his heart. I mouth ‘I love you’ one last time and then get in the back seat.

Chapter 29

Dani

“Damn, Dani, you roll the best joints!” Jules says as she passes it to Amelia. She takes a deep inhale.

“Why do you consider yourself a fallen angel, Amelia?” I ask, curiosity tinged with confusion. “You’ve talked about being sent here for the guys, so why does that make you a ‘fallen angel’? Don’t fallen angels get cast out from the heavens for some sort of sin?”

Amelia throws her head back and releases a melodic laugh that fills the smoky air around us. Her eyes, glazed and shimmering, look particularly striking in their chocolate-brown hue. “Dani, you’re quite adorable,” she chuckles, her laughter bubbling up like a sparkling stream. “The only reason I call myself a fallen celestial being is that I find myself mingling with demons. I prefer to keep things real and genuine. But no, I wasn’t tossed out of the ‘heavens,’ as you might say... You do realize there’s no such thing as heaven, right?” Amelia’s eyes would have grown wide with astonishment, but the haze of the weed she just smoked kept them comfortably glazed. “Crap, I shouldn’t have said that!”

“Babe, it’s fine! We don’t follow religion,” Jules assures her, her voice dripping with casual ease. “So, it’s not like you’ve just shattered the magic of Santa Claus for us by saying he isn’t real.”

I gasp dramatically, my eyes widening in exaggerated disbelief. “Santa isn’t real!?!” I exclaim, putting on what I think is a masterful performance of shock. But in all honesty,who am I fucking kidding? My mind feels hazy and foggy as I realize I’m stoned as hell.

Amelia and Jules laugh loudly, their cheerful voices filling the room. I laugh with them, enjoying the moment.

All night long, the earthy scent of weed curls around us like a warm blanket as we share endless jokes, laughter, and playful banter. Jules has always been a sister to me, and now, I have another.