Touching Angel's Desires (6 page)

“Fuck me!” she commanded him. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing them
together. Angel plunged up and down on his cock, taking him quicker and faster,
burying him within her, making sure he hit her most sensitive spot every time. She
broke into a sweat, arousal built within her. The constant pounding from his
cock end hitting her G-spot was unbearable, and when his fingers began to rub
her clitoris, she threw her head back and howled her climax to the ceiling.

She shuddered over and over as aftershocks gripped her body, finally
sagging over his chest, supporting herself on her hands.

“My turn now, bitch. Get on your knees.”

Angel obeyed, climbing off Dan’s still hard cock to turn over onto
all fours. Dan moved onto his knees. He came up from behind and used his hands
to spread her legs wide apart. He slapped her bottom and then bent to lick her dripping
pussy, ramming his fingers into her sopping hole.

“Suck my fingers!” he ordered, bringing them round to her mouth and
shoving them between her lips. Angel sucked, tasting herself on his fingers. As
she sucked her juices off him, he shoved his cock hard and deep inside her.

Angel cried out with pure delight, her breasts swung back and forth as
he thrust into her with abandon. His hands moved to cup her breasts as they
swung below her. She turned her head to look back at Dan, and watched him as he
penetrated her, hitting her G-spot with every thrust. Angel felt another orgasm
building.

“Oh yes, oh God that feels good,” she screamed out, breathless.

“Do you like my cock slamming into you like that?” he said in an
aggressive voice. “Do you like it when I fuck you, bitch?”

“Fucking yes,” she gasped out. “Fuck me harder!”

With one hand he squeezed her breast so hard, sharp stabs of
wonderful pain shot through her, seeming to connect directly to her core. With
the other he rubbed her still-throbbing clit, instantly rekindling her climax.
She pushed back into him, losing herself in the sensations as she groaned
deeply, her body shuddering with pleasure. Dan pulled out of her and dropped
back on the bed, lying down on his side. She rolled over and lay on her back,
spreading her legs wide. Dan needed no further instruction, moving on top of
her, submerging his cock in her pussy. Angel looked at his face, frowning with
intense concentration.

Then she squeezed her eyes shut, grabbing handfuls of the duvet as
he went to work on her once more, pounding her tender tissues. “Oh fuck me…yes!”
She grabbed her breasts squeezing them tightly together. Dan clutched the
bedrail behind her for support as he rammed into her with all the force he
could muster, thrusting her up the bed with every stroke. His other hand came
down and pinched her nipple. Flashes went off behind Angel’s tightly-closed
eyes as waves of juddering pleasure shook her once more. Her whole body erupted
and quivered with ecstasy. He pulled out as she relaxed into the bed.

“Where do you want me to ejaculate?” he asked her.

“On my tits.”

He moved his body up hers, straddling her stomach and aiming his
cock at her magnificent breasts. He began to rub his hand up and down his penis
as Angel watched, pushing her breasts together. His face contorted in what
almost looked like a growl as his movements became faster and more urgent, then
his white cream squirted out from the end, landing on her breasts in thick
gooey strands, dribbling down between her cleavage toward her neck, where it
pooled in the hollow between her collarbones.

She looked up at him, enjoying the satiated look on his face, hearing
him catch his breath. He quickly got off the bed, heading for the en-suite and
coming back with a bunched up handful of toilet paper. He dabbed at his cum,
wiping off the worst of it and discarding the tissue in the bin by Angel’s bed.

“Was that okay?” he asked, getting back on the bed and lying down on
his side next to her, propping his head on his elbow and facing her.

“It was okay,” she answered. She couldn’t let him think he was
amazing. She couldn’t stand big-headed men. And maybe next time, he might do
better if he thought he was merely okay.

“How was she, then?” she asked, wondering how he had got on with the
gorgeous Stacie.

“Who?”

“Don’t play games, Dan,” she told him, climbing off the bed and
headed to her en-suite to clean away the rest of his ejaculation from her
chest.

“You mean Stacie?” he said, his voice carrying easily from the
bedroom.

“Yes, of course I mean Stacie, who the hell do you think I meant?”

“You.”

“Funny, don’t get smart,” she told him, coming out of the bathroom
and into the room. Dan sat up on the bed, his penis limp and leaking. “Well?”

“She was all right.”

“What did you do with her?”

“Fucked her,” he answered. Angel’s heart lurched. He fucked her?
Already? She covered her confusion with a glare and was unaccountably relieved
when he said, “Just joking…okay, I just got her playing with her breasts.”

“And?”

“And what? You said to take it slowly. Not only that, but she’s shy
and I figured I needed to respect her.”

“Yes, well…” she paused and pulled out a black dress from her
wardrobe. “Just you make sure you don’t get attached.”

“And why the hell would I do that? Would it make you jealous?”

“Don’t be bloody stupid, Dan, just teach her to fuck herself.” Angel
put on her bra and stepped into the black dress, settling it on her body. “Zip
me up,” she commanded, turning her back to him.

He obeyed, “Although, I must admit she is one of the better-looking
clients you have given me, how come? I normally get the unattractive ones,” he
said. She turned back to look at him, seeing him staring oddly at her.

“And what the hell are you trying to say?” she said, feeling the pit
of her stomach churning.

“Nothing. Nothing at all,” Dan said, shaking his head.

Of course Angel always gave him the ugly clients. She couldn’t have
him fancying anyone else, could she? But she’d never admit that to him. She’d
slipped up big time, this time. She’d never imagined Stacie was so beautiful
when she’d decided to put them together.

“Well I have to head back, check everything is running smoothly,”
she told him, sitting at her dressing table to touch up her makeup. “What are
you going to do?”

“Nothing, why? You got something planned for me?” he asked, as she applied
her lipstick.

She blotted her lips then said, “Not sure, I know Robert and Emma
were interested in you earlier.”

He shrugged. “Whatever, or I could stay here and keep the bed warm
for you later.” Angel turned around, looking at him. She went weak at the
knees, feeling his answer was a very good answer. She turned back to the mirror
and ran a brush through her hair until it shone.

“Whatever, you do as you please,” she told him, leaving the decision
to him. She had her reputation to keep up after all. She pinned her hair on top
of her head, then stood up, slipping her feet into her high heels. She headed
for the door, leaving Dan on her bed, allowing herself to look back at him once
before leaving the room.

Chapter Two

Angel arrived back at her room in the early hours of the morning. She
wasn't sure if Dan had left or not. She hoped he had stayed and kept her bed
warm as he promised. She opened the door to the darkened bedroom and saw a
breathing lump under the duvet. She tiptoed over, smiling with delight when she
saw Dan’s sleeping face on the pillow.

Quietly, she stripped off her black dress, not wishing to disturb
him. She briefly debated whether to wake him up and make him have sex with her
again, but a yawn shook her and she decided she was too tired. Carefully, Angel
climbed into bed next to him, snuggling as close as she could. She felt his
warmth easing and calming her. Dan mumbled something and wrapped his arms
around her. Angel smiled, and closed her eyes.

* *
* *

Angel’s eyes flew open the next morning. She stretched and yawned,
then remembered Dan had been lying next to her. The bed had that empty feel to
it. She turned over and stared in disappointment at the vacated space beside
her. She dropped back on her pillows and was staring up at the ceiling when the
bathroom door opened. She turned her head to see Dan emerge out of the en-suite,
dripping wet.

“You’re still here,” she said, trying not to show her relief.

“I am, only just,” he told her, as he dried his backside.

“Get your arse in this bed.”

“Why?”

“I would have thought that would be obvious,” she said, pulling the
sheet back.

“Is it?” he said, grinning at her and continuing to dry himself.

Angel pulled away the cover even more, revealing her naked slender
body, her breasts perked, nipples erect. Dan’s eyes widened. Angel drew up her
knees, showing him her pussy.

“I get it,” he said, still towelling, “You need to give your pussy
some serious air?”

“Very funny, my pussy isn’t in the mood for air,” she said, glaring at
him as he smirked. The office phone rang, the sound clearly emanating through
the connecting door.

Great! Impeccable timing.
Angel looked at Dan, then looked at the door. She was afraid he
would run if she left him. She couldn’t have that. She needed him. But if the
call had been routed to her office, it must be important. “You stay put…” she
commanded. Still naked, Angel jumped out the bed and ran into her office
grabbing the phone.

“Yes,” she snapped.

“A delivery has arrived,” said the voice at the other end.

Angel blew out a breath in annoyance. She always made a point of
personally checking deliveries. She stared at her bedroom door trying to make a
decision. If she was right, this delivery was quite a large one. It would take
them a while to get it off the van. “Tell them to start unloading. I’ll be
there in ten minutes.” She slammed the phone down, not giving the person at the
other end time to answer, not even sure who she spoke to. She hurried back to
Dan.

“I have ten minutes, so make it a quickie,” she told him.

Angel positioned her upper body on the bed, her legs on the floor,
her arse sticking up in the air. Dan approached from behind. He slapped her
backside hard and Angel shivered with the delicious pain. Dan placed both his
hands on her cheeks, widening them, putting her pussy delightfully on display
for him. She turned her upper body around so she could see what he was doing.
He dropped down, placing his face between her cheeks. He put the tip of his
tongue on her entrance, dipping in just slightly, then out again, before
seeking entrance once more, like a cat lapping milk. Angel wriggled
impatiently. Much as she would have liked to draw this out, she was on a
schedule.

Dan stood up and dropped his towel to the floor, revealing his cock,
stiff and engorged. He took hold of his penis, running his hand up and down the
long shaft. She tensed with excitement as he closed the short distance between
them. Angel looked back to the front, her pussy quivering, anticipating the
moment. Dan set his cock at her pussy, sliding it up and down her slick
tissues, teasing her. She gripped her bottom lip in hunger. Without warning, he
sank his manhood deeply into her. She wailed aloud in ecstasy, ashamed of her
lack of control in showing Dan how much she enjoyed him.

His cock dominated her pussy, thrusting in and out of her quivering passage.
She tightened all her muscles, clamping them around his dick.

Angel lunged backward, pushing her pussy out to meet his attack. She
squeezed her eyes shut, becoming light-headed. Her whole body was attuned to
the sexy young man driving her crazy with need. His cock felt so good inside
her. “Fuck me, Dan. Fuck me,” she demanded.

He penetrated her faster and deeper. Her whole body tingled. He
leaned forward, his torso hot against her back. His hands came round, under her
body, grabbing at her breasts, whispering dirty words in her ear. “You love it
when I fuck you, don’t you, bitch,” he whispered

“God, yes,” she gasped back, burying her face in the bed covers.

“You love my cock, you love to feel me ramming it in you. You’re a
dirty little girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes, oh yes!”

He started to pinch her nipples as he bit the tendons down her neck
gently, his teeth nipping, the pain sheer delight.

“Oh God, fuck me harder!” Angel wailed, then her body shuddered as
his cock rammed inside her so hard she felt she would die from pleasure.

She could feel her climax approaching and welcomed it, writhing with
desire. Then she was there, that moment of sublime bliss that was the only
thing worth living for. She closed her eyes, riding it out, screaming her
pleasure, relishing the rapture. Behind her, Angel could hear Dan gasping for
breath as his rhythm increased. He withdrew his penis and ejaculated over her
bottom, letting out a hoarse grunt.