Always Angel (The List #4)

by N. K. Love

  I kiss her quickly, giving her hips a hard tug against my naked body.

  “Wait.”

  “It’s okay, I’ll be just outside. I’ve gotta send a message to Jack, that’s all.”

  “Aren’t Jack and Carmel still here?”

  “Carmel will be back in the morning. Jack’s just popped out, he’ll be back soon.” I brush my thumb across her lips, dragging out her bottom lip from where she’s chewing on it. The sooner I can distract her wandering mind, the better. “Now, strip. When I come back in here, I expect you to be naked, under the water, with your palms pressed against the wall. Legs apart. Understood?”

  Diversion accomplished, she looks up at me with a smirk and continues undressing. Walking back into the bedroom, I snatch up my new burner off the side and fire Jack a message.

  Get some period pads and plug things too please.

  Once Beth fell asleep in the back of the car earlier, I read the calling card and checked the burner phone I took from the body. There was no call history and just one message in the inbox, which read; On route, ETA 25 minutes. It makes my blood boil to think that some sick bastards were plotting to murder my girl—let alone the fact that it was because of me.

  After foolishly allowing my head to trail off on a tangent, my rapidly softening dick nudges me a reminder of the lovely naked woman that’s waiting for me in the next room. My phone beeps with a reply from Jack.

  Sanitary towels and tampons, you prick!

  I throw my phone on the side with a laugh and go back in to find the peachiest looking ass presented to me, enticingly surrounded by steam. Beth’s splayed out just as I instructed.

  I walk over slowly, enjoying the way the hot sprays either bounce off her naked body or cling on for dear life with the rest of the droplets, sliding down over her curves.

  Just like I felt in the car, my body is desperate for hers. Common sense tells me we should be sitting up in bed, talking about what happened, making sure she is going to be okay. But, it seems that our physical instincts prevail, as always. This is our therapy. We need to fuck. We need to make each other come. We need to realign by letting ourselves get lost in love.

  We’re about to convey more to each other now than we would do in an entire night of conversation.

  Her loose hair is soaking wet, spread out flat all the way down to the small of her back. Joining her beneath the showerhead, I gather it to one side and mirror her stance. Overlapping her hands with mine, I sink my teeth into her shoulder, loving the feel of her soft, wet flesh. My mouth travels along to her neck and she rolls her head to the side, inviting me.

  By the time my mouth reaches the back of her ear, she’s bowing her back, pressing her ass harder against me. I push forward, letting the hardness of my cock stretch over her silky skin. I tug at her earlobe and bite at her jaw until her mouth turns quickly, capturing mine in a frantic kiss. My good girl holds her position though. As we kiss, I glide my fingers along her arms, over her shoulder blades and around to her breasts. I love the weight of them in my palms.

  Growling into her mouth, I roughly play with her tits, trapping her hard nipples between my fingers and squeezing. Pulling her mouth away, she looks down and watches my hands for a minute. Then she rolls her head back against my shoulder, moaning with her eyes closed, pushing her chest into my touch. She’s frowning, swiveling her hips from left to right.

  “You gonna come for me like this, B?”

  “Yes.” She pants.

  With her neck craned, the water lashes down on her face and she gulps for air. Turning her head to the side, Beth opens her mouth wide and bites onto my neck. Immediately sheathing her teeth, she sucks me hard and then harder still. All the time, I’m still playing with her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples.

  Beth manages to keep a firm stance, pushing her ass back up against me. I’ve bent my knees, allowing my cock to nestle its way between her cheeks, allowing me to grind back against her.

  Her mouth freezes. I know she’s about to come.

  “That’s it, B.”

  Letting my flesh slip out of her mouth, she curses aloud and I pinch down harder. Her orgasm washes over us and I know I have to feel it. Quickly, I slip two fingers into her from behind, closing my eyes to focus on the feel of her pussy walls contracting around me.

  “Mmm. Jax.” The hot water sprays all over us and I lean down to suck away at her beautiful body, dragging her skin out in my teeth. “That felt so good… I need more… Jax, I need you.”

  “You’ve got me, Angel. Every. Inch.”

  She hums a smile as I bring my second hand down over her stomach, spreading her pussy open has me with my fingers. I start to fuck her with my fingers from behind, trying not to touch her anywhere else, so that she can focus solely on my hands.

  Beth’s whimpering echoes around the tiled walls, telling me what she wants. Her body is always so responsive to mine, but this is different. She’s reacting more quickly to every touch. I know her emotions are running on high alert tonight, but I think it also has something to do with it being her time of the month—who knew? Cycle sex appears to be completely underrated!

  Whilst pumping her pussy, slow and deep, I keep her spread apart with my thumb and middle finger. Her sensitive clit is now fully exposed, allowing my forefinger to pay it some close attention. I stroke her in lazy circles at first and her hips jolt out sporadically.

  Beth staggers forward a little, pressing her forehead against the cool tiles.

  “Just like that, G.”

  A short moment later, Beth starts rocking, shifting her weight back and forth between her heels and the balls of her feet. My mouth follows the droplets of water, streaming down her spine. I lap away at her wet skin and drag my teeth over her body, as I stoop to my knees. At the same time, I graze my fingernail over her clit, gently at first. The third flick earns me a ball-tightening cry that vibrates straight to my dick, which is swaying too, hypnotically, aching to be pounding into her.

  Now I’m fully resting on my knees, I can watch as my fingers disappear inside of her with each thrust. Pushing deeper, I move away from her clit and use that hand to slap her ass, hard. Her pussy clamps around my fingers for a second as she tenses and then relaxes again. I do it again, a few more times, just to feel that tightness. I alternate sides, enjoying the sight of her flesh rippling in response.

  Gripping a handful of her ass, I hold her cheeks apart and let my tongue catch the water trickling down from the centre of her back. Firmly circling her tight hole with my tongue, I find that she doesn’t stiffen up at all. Whilst my fingers continue to stretch her, stroking her inner walls, my thumb meets my mouth and gradually pushes its way inside. Beth arches her back into the intrusion, encouraging me.

  Fuck.

  This girl of mine. This sexual hunger of hers only exists for me to feed. The way our bodies can’t help but to fall in sync. Satisfying each other comes as easy as breathing. My brain can shut down when she’s beneath my touch. Somehow she makes it possible to both consume her and be consumed by her.

  This powerful bubble of ours omits all the fuckery—even just for this moment.

  Hearing her cursing from above, moaning out my name, has me ready to shoot my load right here, whilst on my fucking knees. Taking a firm grip of my dick, I stroke from base to tip, just to ease up some of the need. I push back inside her simultaneously, angling my thumb and fingers together from the inside. Her thighs begin to twitch and tremble as her climax builds.

  Lifting her hand away from the wall, she quickly slaps her palm back down with force.

  “Jax. Fffuck. Jax.”

  Taking that as my cue, I let go of my dick and reach around the front of her leg, grabbing onto her inner thigh. I read her body and wait for just the right moment. The second her pussy starts to tighten, I hold my thumb and fingers inside of her. Letting go of her thigh, I swiftly slap her clit with just the right amount of pressure.

  Beth’s orgasm bursts to life. I growl through grit
ted teeth as her ass squeezes my thumb and her pussy gently sucks away at my fingers. Slapping her pussy, I connect with her clit again. She cries out, gasping, pressing her lips against the tiles, but keeping her hands and legs spread.

  My girl is so fucking disciplined, as well as being a badass. My Little Miss Contradiction is the perfect combination of a disciplined fucking badass.

  With her pussy continuing to spasm around me, she gulps hard, rocking her hips back and forth. When she starts to catch her breath, I slowly remove my thumb and then my fingers. But I keep my other hand between her legs, holding her pussy as she rides out the last ripples of her climax.

  I grab a new bottle of shower gel from off the glass floating shelf. Flicking the lid up with my teeth, I squirt it out in a line across the top of her ass. Dropping the bottle, I circle my palm into the gel, working up a lather. My rock hard dick urges me not to take as long as I usually would. I wash her and rinse away the bubbles, as she stands still and watches. I lean over to turn off the shower. This place is more like a steam room now and it’s safe to assume we’re not about to get cold anytime soon.

  “You okay, B?”

  “Mmm. More than.”

  “Good, because I’m gonna fuck you now.”

  “What are you waiting for?”

  My horny little angel flashes me that devilish smile and wiggles her backside, earning a swift bite of her cheek.

  With a wicked smirk, I stand and instantly bury my inches so far into her tight pussy, it wipes the smile from both of our faces.

  “Shhhit. That’s tight.” Beth rolls her hips forward a little. “A-ah. No you don’t. Stick out this juicy ass for me, B. You can take it.” She does just that and I reward her with three hard thrusts, each taking a little more of my breath away. Grasping her throat, I angle her ear to my mouth. “We’re gonna try something new.”

  “Yeah?”

  Her breathy voice is full of sexual intrigue. I bend my knees a little and tap her thigh.

  “Lift your leg back and grab hold of your ankle.” She lifts her foot cautiously and grips her ankle. I push her wet hair over her shoulder and snake one arm low, around her waist. Then place the other higher, across her ribcage. Taking her weight with me, I straighten myself back up. “Now the other leg.”

  Once she’s holding onto both ankles, I adjust my footing and start thrusting into her again, testing out this new position. The weight of her upper body has her falling deeper but she cries out for more.

  I could make her come countlessly and it’d never be enough for me. Being inside her and hearing her pleasure, is a heady addiction.

  I’m in full control; other than keeping hold of her ankles, she’s immobilised, there’s nothing for her to do except to accept what I give her. Her tits rub across my forearm as I use my arms to bounce her body on top of my dick, over and over. Up and down. Our wet flesh smacking together, sounds almost rhythmical. My strokes quicken and I spin us around, stepping back until I feel the cool tiles.

  Using the wall as leverage, I build up a brutal pace and Beth lets out a strangled moan, chanting ‘Yes’ over and over.

  I can’t handle having her beautiful breasts bouncing around and not being able to touch them. So, with my back flush against the wall, I squat a little to take her weight on my thighs and slow down the pace. Beth’s stable enough to let go of her ankles, anchoring her feet around my calves. Lying her head against my shoulder, she turns to kiss me as she raises her hands up, taking hold of the back of my neck.

  Using my hips to control our movements, we pick up that same rhythmic pattern. With my hands now free to roam and her chest pushed out deliciously, I hover them over her breasts, just close enough to have them crashing into my palms with every thrust. Her hard nipples entice me to play with them, whilst biting down on her earlobe.

  Gliding one hand down between her legs, I find her swollen clit and let the moves of her body rub it against my touch. This mass of stimulation brings my climax to the surface, where I’ve been managing to bat it away until now.

  “Beth.”

  “I’m ready… Fill me, Jax.” Moving both hands to her hips, I grip her hard and fuck her harder. She lets go of my neck and overlaps my hands. “Oh. Oh fffuck!”

  “That’s it. Come with me, Angel.”

  The moment ‘Angel’ passes my lips, I start filling her sweet pussy. Triggering her orgasm to follow, we call out each other’s names together. As her pussy contracts, that unique sensation of my dick being sucked deeper causes a second and third surge of come to erupt.

  Gradually she unwinds her legs from mine, bringing her feet to the floor. I wait for her to take her weight properly and then I pull out carefully. She spins too quickly on her shaky legs and sways. I reach out to steady her, but instead, we simultaneously wrap our arms around each other, crashing our bodies together and squeezing until I don’t know where my skin ends and hers begins.

  It’s as if we both somehow knew that this was the moment reality would come knocking and burst our perfect bubble. I rock us from side to side gently, in silence. The only reason I know she’s crying is because every now and then she either sniffs or I feel her hard swallows against my chest. After a while, I start to feel goosebumps across her back, so I lean over and turn the hot shower back on.

  We wash each other in silence. Right now, there’s nothing to say. We both know what the other is feeling. She doesn’t want me to leave, but understands I need to find a way to end this. Most importantly, we love and trust each other and those feelings are stronger than ever.

  Turning off the shower for the last time, I pull her hair together in my fists to squeeze out the excess water.

  I hold her face in my hands and we look into each other’s eyes. Her eyes are the most amazing colour. We both start smiling, reassuring each other. Her slow blinks and heavy eyelids, remind me of just how exhausted she must be.

  After drying off, we interlink our fingers and walk back into the bedroom, grabbing my briefs off the floor on my way out. I find her some pyjamas and new underwear from the pile of clothes on the chest of drawers and slip on my briefs.

  Leaving Beth with a towel wrapped around her, rubbing her hair dry, I go to find Jack. He’s not difficult to locate. I just follow the sound of the blaring television.

  He turns the volume down when he sees me.

  “Did you manage to get everything?”

  “Yeah, pretty much. Although, when you said ‘plugs’, I didn’t realise you meant earplugs—for me.” I roll my eyes and walk back towards the kitchen, with Jack now in tow. “I did consider sticking tampons in my ears, but figured it wasn’t a good look.”

  “Stop exaggerating. We weren’t even loud.”

  “Well, I heard more than enough, thank you. Besides anything else, she should be resting.”

  “Point made, Doc. I’ll take her these and tuck her in.” Jack shakes his head at me like I’m his adolescent son, he’s just caught fucking. “Thanks for this, I gesture to the bags, for everything.”

  “No problem. Now go and take care of Beth.” My lips curl up at the side. “Not like that, idiot. I mean it. She needs to rest up after what she’s been put through.”

  “I know. Trust me, I do.” Slapping his back on my way past, I say goodnight and go back to the bedroom with one of the shopping bags. I notice Jack has left my hand luggage outside the room, so I take that with me too. “Thought you’d need these.”

  Beth takes the bag from me and peers inside. Looking back up at me, she shakes her head. Her eyes are glistening with fresh tears.

  “Jax.” She sobs and I put my arm around her, confused. “God, I’m an emotional wreck. Sorry.”

  Smiling up at me with her beautiful, freckled face, I bend down and kiss away the last tear. Even her tears taste good.

  “You’re gonna have to help me out, Angel.”

  “It’s just, you’re so…I don’t know. You’re just so… you. It feels good to be taken care of sometimes. I love that you’re consi
derate… I love everything about you.”

  “Well, ditto to that.” We drop our foreheads together. “I love everything about you too… Now, remember when Willow heard us fucking… Well, Jack’s just made it clear that you need to rest.”

  “Oh, God.” She groans. “How embarrassing! I thought I behaved myself.”

  “You did. You behaved impeccably.” With a scrunch of her nose, she pushes me away and heads back into the wet room. “Hurry up in there. He is right. You need to rest.”