Can his love mend her broken heart?
Alexa Gray has had more than one tragedy strike at Christmas. The thought of moving on makes her feel she's staining the memory of the love she shared with her dead husband and child. Can guardian angel Angelo show her she has more love inside her to give?
Angelo cupped her chin in his hand, this time to pull her face up to his so he could kiss her. His tongue slipped into her mouth, searching out hers, and they dueled like that for a few moments. She groaned as he bit her bottom lip, and then licked it. When his lips left hers, she realized she was holding her breath.
“Angelo…” Even to her she sounded out of breath.
“Yes, dear Alexa?” She shook her head and didn’t say anything more. This was about feeling. He nodded and returned his attention to her lips. He made quick work of her clothing, letting everything drop on the floor. Not to be outdone, she placed her hands on his shirt and pulled it up, baring his chest, and then off of his head, tossing it to the floor. She moved in close to him, kissing his chest softly, and her hands moving to undo the button of his jeans as she tasted his flesh.
Everything about him thrilled her, and she constantly had wet panties when she thought of him. She fought the urge to just pull his pants down and to have him fuck her. No, she wanted something deeper than just that. They could fuck any day. Today, she needed him in the rawest and deepest form. She wanted to feel him at the most basic level with her heart and soul bared to him.
She kept her hands at his pants, not inching them down yet. Swirling her tongue around his nipple, she smiled as he groaned. It was amazing to her how responsive the male anatomy could be. Tugging at the nipple with her teeth, Alexa was encouraged by his hands that went in her hair and held her to him.
“Mmm, oh yes, that’s wonderful, Alexa.”
Bringing her head up, she switched attention to his other nipple but this time adding in suction from her mouth. His low growl sent pleasure spiking up her spine, and she couldn’t resist nipping him there. He grunted and pulled her head back, gently slanting his lips over hers with a soft groan.
He placed her hand at his pants then released her. She knew what he wanted just with that gesture. Undoing them, she jerked them down his hips and freed him. Unable to stop herself, she glanced down and at his cock. God, it was beautiful. He was beautiful. She knelt before him, taking his cock in her hand and stroked him slowly.
“Alexa…aren’t I supposed to be taking you to bed?”
“Yes, but it’s my turn.”
The head of his cock had a pearly bead of pre-come and she couldn’t resist giving it a swipe of her tongue. She peered into his eyes as she licked the head of his cock again and then placed the tip in her mouth, slowly suckling.
He arched into her and gripped the back of her head. With short and shallow thrusts of his hips, he slid his cock all the way into her mouth and she moaned around it. She placed her hands on his thighs, feeling the power there as he fed her his cock. His taste hit her tongue, and she purred as a swirling hunger hit the pit of her stomach and went straight to her throbbing clit. Pulling back a bit on his cock, she licked around the head, swiping underneath with quick little flicks that produced a growl from him.
She was just getting started, and he slipped from her mouth. Alexa grumbled in protest, then he picked her up into his arms and settled on the bed with her in front of him, face to face. She gazed at him and leaned up to kiss him lightly, before she lay back against the pillows.
“I guess now you’re actually taking me to bed.” She winked at him and he chuckled.
“Yes, I guess now that’s exactly what I’m doing.”
He reached for one of the condoms they’d left out on the nightstand opened it, donned it, and put the wrapper on the same nightstand. Turning back to her, he smiled and positioned himself over her, nudging her legs open with his own. Taking his cock in hand, he set it at her entrance and thrust forward, seating himself into her fully.
Her breath caught and she placed her hands on his shoulders, wrapping her legs up high around his waist. She whimpered as he hit so deep within her she could swear he touched her cervix.
“Oh!”
