Page 9 of Must Love Fallen Angels

Her body was still swimming under the effects of the first orgasm a man had given her.

“Damn,” he whispered through clenched teeth.

She cupped his face and grinned, then kissed him.

He hadn’t moved since he’d buried himself in her, but he moved now.

His hips tilted back to draw himself out and then pressed in again.Slow at first, so she felt every inch of him thrust in then pull out.

And then he began to move faster.Her slick heat welcomed him every time, the sheer pleasure of being with him like nothing she’d ever experienced before.

She let go of her grip on the bedding and wrapped her arms around him.

And that’s when she felt them.

Scars on his shoulder blades.

His rhythmic thrusting faltered, and she could practically feel his emotions drifting from pleasure to worry.

So he was a fallen angel.

She didn’t care about that; she only cared that he kept rocking her world.

Moving her hands so she wasn’t touching the scars, she hooked them over his shoulders and tilted her hips, seeking more of him.

He snarled softly and kissed her, and moved faster, harder.

More!She wanted all of him, every inch and blissful moment.

He tilted her hips, and his pelvis brushed her sensitive clit, and she exploded around him, her nails digging into his shoulders as her body spiraled from one plateau of pleasure to the next.

He came, thrusting a few more times as he groaned her name, kissing her lips and her cheeks and her forehead, his breath fanning her skin as he exhaled like he hadn’t relaxed in a long time.

He slumped over her, keeping his full weight off her, and kissed her lips once more.

“Beautiful Tessa,” he whispered, “you are a wonder.”

She hooked her ankles together and squeezed her thighs against his hips.

“I’m just getting started, sexy Venice.How about you?”

His smile, all heat and feral lust, made her pussy clench around his cock, and he groaned with a chuckle.

“This is just the beginning, sweetness.”He lowered his head to nuzzle her throat, biting gently against her throbbing pulse.She closed her eyes and giggled.

“I’ll follow you anywhere.”

Angel mine.

Venice played with a thick strand of Tessa’s hair as she dozed on his chest, her body pressed against his, the sweet smell of their lovemaking filling an empty part of his heart he hadn’t realized was there.

How had he even gotten here?

The meeting on the beach, then the walk in the park, to her bedroom…

Time seemed meaningless at the moment.They’d met that morning, but it felt like he’d known her for years.

He should feel reckless, but instead, he felt anchored.