Page 107 of Angel

His other hand slides around my waist, pulling me closer, sliding the robe from my shoulders. I repay the favor, loving how smooth his skin is against my touch.

I cup his face, my kiss deepening and as my hand drifts lower, it strikes me it’s not only his muscles that are hard.

Oh my god, I’m in man heaven and nobody better wake me up anytime soon.

His lips drift to my neck, rough kisses replacing softer ones. I lean back, exposing more skin, desperate for friction, anything to put out the fire.

“Sophie.”

His rough groan sends me wild and I gasp, “Jason, I’m so sorry, but I really want this.”

He stands, my legs go around his waist and once again his lips launch an attack on mine as he pushes me back onto the huge bed.

I am delirious, so far gone already, and he lifts my arm above my head and runs his tongue against my skin, his tongue flicking against my nipple.

I don’t care that it’s so soon, I couldn’t give a fuck because the most important thing in my life right now is getting this man inside me.

I make my intention clear by reaching down and stroking his hard shaft. Jason groans as he slides his fingers inside me, rubbing his thumb against my clit, causing me to groan, “Oh God, yes.”

He drops lower and runs his tongue from back to front, causing me to shiver with delirious desire.

His lips fasten around it, and he sucks it gently, my entire body tense, waiting for the explosion that isn’t far away.

Reaching out, I tangle my fingers in his hair as he sucks and licks my pussy dry.

I glance up, noting the huge mirror above the bed on the ceiling.

It’s so hot seeing him on every angle, and I am so fired up I lose my mind.

“Stop.”

My voice doesn’t even sound like mine as I push him away and then pull him up, kissing him hard and deep, my hand wrapping against his rock-hard cock.

This time he groans as I spin him onto his back and move down his body and take him in deep, wrapping my tongue around the shaft, sucking him deeper, taking him in, not stopping until he hits the back of my throat.

“Fuck, Sophie.”

I slide him in and out, my nails gripping his balls as I suck him hard, owning him, taking him, wanting him.

His cock is huge. Too much to cope with, but as the saliva slides from my mouth, I hang on in there.

“Fuck, baby.”

He pushes in hard, deep, mercilessly and then without warning, he pulls out and grips my wrist, pulling me up, slamming me back against the mattress and kicking my legs apart.

“You know what happens next.” He growls and I flood with desire.

“God, yes.”

“Are you okay with that?”

I nod vigorously and then he cups my face in his hands and growls, “Look at me, Sophie.”

My eyes flutter open and I stare into his lust filled gaze.

“I want you so bad baby, here, right now. Are you good with that?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”