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Later that night, rather than reaching for Angela, who’d made it a habit of staying over at his penthouse over the last week, he was pensive in bed.
“Something on your mind?” Angela inquired.
“Hmm?” Daniel glanced up and found Angela standing by the bed wearing a very sexy negligee. “Babe…come over here.”
“Oh no you don’t.” She patted his hand away as she slid under the covers and away from him. “I’ve been walking around in this nightie for the better part of a half hour and you’ve paid me no attention. Don’t think you’re going to get lucky now.”
“Aaaw, c’mon.” Daniel tried pulling her closer, but she resisted.
“Nope, it’s been a long day for me, too, and if you don’t want to talk about whatever is on your mind, that’s fine. We can go to sleep.” She reached for the lamp on the nightstand and turned it off, placing his bedroom in utter darkness.
“Angela,” he crooned, wrapping his arms around her middle. “I’m sorry if I was preoccupied. I just have a lot on my mind.”
“As do I,” she responded, “but I engage with you. Instead, you shut down.”
Daniel wasn’t used to sharing his emotions with anyone, much less the women he was seeing. Usually they were in his life for one purpose—to fulfill his sexual needs. But Angela was quickly becoming more than just another roll in the hay. She was not just his lover, but she’d become his friend and apparently she wanted to be his confidant, as well.
“I’m sorry.” He found himself apologizing. A first for him.
She kept her back to him.
He didn’t want them to go to bed angry. He wanted her body to be wrapped around him as he slept so that he could awaken her sometime during the course of the night and make love to her. Then fall asleep again. It would be the best sleep elixir.
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Still smarting over her parents’ dismissal of her career the night before, Angela had been in a rotten mood all day. She’d hoped that seeing Daniel again after a night apart would soothe her ruffled feathers. Instead, he’d been distracted and distant.
She knew theirs wasn’t a normal relationship, but was it too much to expect that if he didn’t share his life with her he could at least share his day with her? Tell her about his upheavals? Apparently not. He only wanted her when it was convenient for him. She’d had a mind to get up and leave, but she was dog-tired from the day and from the evening class at Orangetheory. The interval fitness craze kept her fit and trim, but also kicked her behind. She’d been ready to unwind in Daniel’s arms, but found he was less than interested in what she had to offer, even if it came wrapped up in the most expensive negligee she’d ever bought. The salesperson had sworn that once he saw her in it, she’d have the best night.
How wrong she’d been.
Eventually Angela drifted off to sleep, only to feel hot, chaste kisses on her neck. “Daniel, go back to sleep,” she murmured.
But he wouldn’t.
Instead she felt his hands massage her breasts through the negligee she wore.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. And this time, she felt his tongue inside her ear, swirling, nibbling and tasting.
She wanted to resist him, show him how upset she was, but her body betrayed her. And when he hauled her around to face him and she felt the weight of his mouth on hers, she gave in. Her lips parted…and then she felt his tongue, slipping slowly in and out, mingling, stroking her until she finally relaxed and accepted him. It was bliss, pure bliss, and she surrendered.
“I’m sorry,” he said again, as he slowly trailed kisses down her chest, brushing against her breasts as he made his way even lower.
Angela felt Daniel pushing her negligee up, and if she wasn’t mistaken, she heard his sharp intake of breath at finding she wasn’t wearing any panties. She was fully bare to his searing gaze, for him to do with as he would.
And he did.
Whispering “I’m sorry” one last time, he made his way to her most private place while his fingers pressed on her lips. She sucked them into her mouth greedily as he knew she would. Then his tongue was inside her, stroking her walls, teasing her clitoris. Tiny gasps escaped her throat as he worked his magic and lapped her up. The rhythmic feel of his tongue, hot, wet and thick, caused Angela to lose herself too quickly.
