Page 54 of Avenging Angel


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But now Luna, who hadn’t been a fan, was all over it.

And I wasn’t sure that was a good thing.

Although I’d bought a new dress and shoes, since we were still in summer and I was still rocking the honey tan I allowed myself to have when I hung out on my off days at the pool (the trees did offer some sun, you just had to chase it around with copious lounger changes), I decided on the white outfit Luna suggested as a kind of end-of-summer farewell.

Not to mention, it was girlie at the same time as it was sexy as all hell.

So it was perfect, but it gave me something else to be nervous about, because right on schedule, I’d started my period.

Every woman’s lot, the constant worry about leakage, when there couldn’t be anything more natural than a cycle (something I used when I peptalked myself into wearing all white).

I’d done a little shimmery-dewy-fresh makeup look that took half an hour but appeared effortless (I had a dab hand with a makeup brush), tucking some subtle iridescent pink in the inside corners of my eyes that made the cornflower blue of my irises pop. I curled chunky curls in my blonde hair, leaving it long to tumble over my shoulders and down my back, which meant a flowing hank of it often fell over my left eye. I’d added some mixed metal bangles to my left wrist, slipped my large, Ippolita mother-of-pearl ring on my right finger, but decided to let the sexy shoes and my tits in the tight tank do the heavy lifting.

So I was ready.

I headed to the door.

I opened it to Cap, in dark-wash jeans, a hickory-colored blazer, which contrasted beautifully with the flawlessly white button down stretched across his chest. He wore oxblood oxfords on his feet. And his hair was slicked back with a little lift on the full side of his part that was so delicious, my clitoris, especially, reacted positively toward it.

“What, do you jump the gate?” I asked in a tease.

It took me a sec to note Cap wasn’t in a teasing mood.

Cap was in a mood to make my nipples defy the light padding of the racerback bra that covered them, something I was sure they did as his gray-blue eyes roamed…

No.

Devouredme from head to toe.

Then I had his hands to my hips, I was pushed in, the door was slammed, I was turned, backed into it, and Cap was kissing me.

I didn’t hesitate.

Not for a moment.

I opened my lips, his tongue swept inside, he tasted like mint and man, so I wound my arms around his neck and pressed into him.

His arms around my waist pulled me closer as he took the kiss deeper.

Okay…

Okay…

GoodGod, this man couldkiss.

Around about the time my clitoris signaled her maximum approval of his kissing abilities, he eventually pulled his mouth from mine, but didn’t go too far away, so our heavy breaths mingled as he growled, “I like what you’re wearing.”

“I got that,” I forced out.

“If I told you how I bypassed the gate code, I’d have to marry you.”

“At this exact moment, I’m not seeing an issue with that.”

He smiled.

I mentally swooned.

And straight up, my lip gloss glossing his lower lip and mustache did a seriously hot number on me.

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