Angellica
Want to come inside? I hear myself ask and it’s like an out of body experience. But I can’t help it. I have been aware of the handsome football coach since I first landed in this town, but tonight everything changed. He was kind and funny and surprisingly romantic. And let’s not forget how sexy he is even if he isn’t trying. So yeah, I invited him in.
“You sure?” He asks and I just smile coyly, I hope, and nod yes. “And Mable?” He asks.
“She’s out of town,” I tell him, my back to the door. He nods once, and tightens his grip on my waist. Like I said, sexy. He leans down and puts his forehead on mine.
“I’d love to,” he says softly.
I turn and open the door. Placing my purse and keys on the table in the entry way. I hear Cody shut the door behind me and throw the lock. When I turn around, he’s there, his mouth on mine. Cody lifts his hands and shoves them in my hair. And I go wild. I don’t know what happened. I’ve never been like this before. With anyone. Not Joe. Not Jimmy the Saint Bernard. Not anyone in between.
Cody growls as he deepens the kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and he lowers his hands to grab my ass and pull me tight against what is proving to be an impressive erection. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I hop up and wrap my legs around his waist. I whimper when the stars align if you know what I mean. I throw my head back on my shoulders as he kisses his way down my jaw to that place on my neck that apparently makes me go crazy, I wouldn’t know, no one has ever found it before. I grab fists full of his t-shirt in my hands and move my mouth back to his.
“Bedroom,” he growls. “Where is your bedroom?” He demands as he slams my back up against the wall and kisses me again. I go a little dizzy for a minute when he pulls back and gives me that panty melting smile.
“Top of the stairs, to the left,” I tell him as I wiggle my hips trying to get a little friction. Cody’s grip on my hips tightens, pulling me harder against him and I whimper again.
His mouth comes back to mine as he tries to make his way to the stairs. I hear glass shatter and I know it was that ugly ass lamp Mable insisted on buying, but who cares. With sure feet, Cody carries me up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom.
Once inside, the moon is shining through the sheer white curtains I have hanging in the three windows that make the rounded front of the house. Cody is even more handsome like this than I realized. I drop my feet to the floor and slowly push his t-shirt up over his chest. Cody reaches up behind him and grabs the back of the neck of his shirt and pulls it over head. He drops it to the floor and then kisses me again, his hands tangled in my hair.
His hands fall one by one from my hair to my shoulders, sliding straps of my silky tank off of my shoulders. The top floats down my body and settles around my heels. Carefully, I step out of my blouse and kick it to the side. I reach for Cody’s belt, but he stops me before I can get it fully unbuckled. He finishes my task and pulls it free from his jeans, dropping it too to the floor. The whole time, his eyes are on me, on my body as he toes off his boots.
I step out of my black pumps and he looks sad to see them go. I unbutton my jeans and slowly lower the zipper. The sound deafening in my quiet, moonlit room. I push my jeans down my thighs and then step out of them when they are close enough to the floor to stand on the ends. I toss those out of the way too. Now, here I stand in nothing but a pink satin strapless bra with lace trim and matching panties.
That was apparently, all Cody needed. He grabs me again, kissing me hungrily. I gasp and he uses that to his advantage, licking his way into my mouth and I taste him and the wine. It’s intoxicating. Running his hands up and down my back, my shoulders to my ass. He seems to shore up his courage because he reached for the clasp of my bra and unhooks it with skilled fingers. Cody tosses it to the side with one hand and quickly returns to my body, both hands sliding around to palm my breasts, lifting them. I scratch my nails down his abs, looking into his handsome face, and his hazel eyes are on my blue ones.
“You’re beautiful, Angel,” he tells me as he kisses the peak of one breast, his thumbs grazing over my nipples. “So fucking gorgeous,” as he kisses the other. I moan and he takes my mouth again. I’m glad for it. I need him. Now.
Cody lifts me up in his arms again, but this time like a bride, as he carries me over and lays me on my bed. His body follows mine. His weight on his forearms by my head, caging me in, as his hips settle in between mine. Slowly putting pressure where I need him most as he kisses me slowly. Nipping at my lip and licking at my mouth. I groan, I need more. He just smiles against my mouth. Apparently the bastard is determined to take it slow.
He kisses his way down my jaw and over the spot on the side of my neck that makes me squirm. He smiles against my skin there too. His hands and mouth slowly making their way back to my breasts as he nips and kisses one breast, his index finger slowly circles my other nipple at a maddening pace. I try and wiggle underneath him to get some friction but I get nothing. When Cody chuckles against my breast, I snap.
“Quit playing,” I tell him as I yank his head up by his hair.
“Oh, I’ve only just begun,” he tells me as he starts to kiss his way back down my body. When he’s kneeling between my thighs, his calloused hands peel my panties down my body and tosses them to the side of the bed. Before I know it, he’s pushing my thighs wide and settling in between.
“Cody...” I start but I don’t get any farther because there he is, his head between my thighs and it’s amazing. I wiggle, but he has me pinned to the bed, opened for him. I can do nothing but take what he gives me. And he’s definitely a giver. “Cody…” I say again. I’m close. So close. The tension is building in my body but I don’t know what to do.
“Let go,” he tells me and I do. As my back bows off the bed, my hands gripping the sheets that are knotted in my fingers, I whisper his name and let go.
As my breathing starts to slow, I open my eyes just in time to see Cody unbuttoning his pants and easing them and his boxers down his muscled legs. And what a show it is. And I was right, he is impressive. He slowly rolls a condom down over his hard length, my breath quickens. He’s so beautiful. Scars and all.
“Baby…” He says, catching my attention from his cock.
“Hmm?” I ask distractedly.
“Baby...” He growls. “Angel, you can’t look at me like that or this will be over too soon.”
“Then come here,” I tell him and he does.
He slowly climbs up the bed between my legs, looking at me like I’ve never been looked at. And I like it. He leans back over my body, crowding me again. His weight on his arms on either side of my face. His hips between mine. But this time so much better.
I wrap my arms around his middle, wiggling my hips against his. Cody leans down and kisses me hard, but sweet as he slides through my wetness. I hum in the back of my throat as he continues to slide back and forth. He drops his forehead to mine.
“Angel,” he says on a whisper as he pushes all the way inside me. I arch into him, taking him fully.
“Yes,” I tell him. Feeling the delicious stretch and burn as my body accommodates him.
