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ChapterThirty-Nine
HARLEIGH
“Wait.”Brax reached out and grabbed the clothes from my hands.
He grabbed me by both arms and yanked me toward him, crushing his lips against mine.
“I’m going to be late for class, and you’re going to be late for your shift,” I told him.
“How about if we’re both late?” he whispered as he pressed his lips to mine again.
Brax kissed his way down to my breasts, taking his time to circle each nipple with his tongue. I gasped as he sucked the right one into his mouth and slightly nibbled on me teasingly, before kissing it softly. He continued his manipulation of my body, working his way down past my navel. His ministrations causing me to writhe beneath him. At my waist, he kissed along the elastic of my underwear, then glanced up, over the length of body, to meet my eyes.
“Since I’ve finally got you all to myself, I’m going to take my time,” he promised as his thumbs hook into the sides of my underwear, and then he slowly tugged them down. When he reached my knees, he paused for a moment to kiss the inside of my left thigh. I shivered in anticipation as he continued to slide them down past my ankles, tossing them on the floor.
Then he stood there.
“You can’t take your time with me if you’re dressed,” I teased.
Still standing. Watching.
I ran my finger through my folds and kept my eyes on him the whole time, his chest expanded. He followed with an adjustment to his pants.
Was he going to watch me the whole time?
Two could play at this game.
Without taking my eye off him, I plunged my finger into my wet hole. I moaned, dropping my head back onto the pillow.
“Fuck, Angel,” he groaned, followed by his clothes being stripped too fast to follow.
Kneeling on the bed, he massaged my instep. He kissed both ankles, then the inside of my legs, all the way up to the juncture of my thighs. When I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he grasped my hips. He ran his tongue through my folds and fluttered around my clit. Then he engulfed it with his hot wet mouth and sucked gently. As my legs involuntarily closed around his head, he pulled back, eliciting a groan of protest.
Suddenly, he grabbed my legs and flipped me over roughly onto my front.
His fingers grazed across my entrance, teasing at first, but then he slid them in and out. Then he stopped. I was about to protest their absence when his hands gripped my hips, pulling me back to meet him. I moaned as his body pressed up against me. My hands reached out to grasp the blankets as he slowly slipped inside me.
My breathing was heavy as he began to move.
He forwent his earlier words, losing all control, roughly fucking me from behind. Burying my face in the pillows, I tried to keep down the sounds coming out of my mouth. He fucked me so hard I almost saw stars. Leaning his body over my back, his skin warmed me as he kissed the back of my neck.
Tightening his grip on my hips, he whispered, “God, I love how good you take me.”
His words made me grow slicker, gasping into the pillow as the sensations built. I slammed my body back; he groaned as we chased the same end. With each thrust, our bodies vibrated with need for our mutual release.
My pussy fluttered and clenched around him as I shattered. Every inch of my body electrified with energy. Brax lowered his head to my shoulder as he spasmed and groaned, emptying himself deep inside me.
* * *
Several hours later,we went to the diner down the street for breakfast. I’d already missed my morning classes, and Brax called in sick to work.
“Why do you call me Angel?” I asked. “Because I couldn’t be further away.”
“Because you’re my Avenging Angel,” he answered.
“Avenging Angel?”
