“Oh God, Tristian,” she couldn’t help it when she moved her hips off the bed trying to get closer to his hand. “We haven’t ever… we shouldn’t.” She moved her hips up and down matching his motions. “But it’s you… and I want you,” Angel panted, not caring about right or wrong.
Tristian breathed his hot breath in her ear as he whispered in a voice made for seduction. “When you left, I thought I would die. No one will ever love you as much as I do. No one.”
Angel cried out as he thrust his finger deep inside her then slid down her body to fall to his knees between her legs. As soon as his hand disappeared, his mouth replaced it and his tongue entered her with the same savage kiss he had given her earlier.
Tristian gripped her hips, pulling her partly off the bed for better access then pushe
