He groaned. “That was really bad. You’re killing me here.” His thumb swiped over the tip.
“Aww, you poor baby.” Angelina half lay on him.
He shifted and grinned, rubbing his shirt covered chest against her breasts. “Yup.”
She grinned, moving on his hard cock. “Ready for me?” She buried her head against his neck and licked him. He moaned as he shifted their lower bodies and entered her, holding still while they both savored the closeness.
She shivered when he began to twitch inside her. It was strangely erotic, almost orgasmic, the way it moved, caressing her internally. His head bent and captured her fabric-covered nipple. He began to hum, sending vibrations down to her core, making her think naughty, naughty things.
“Next time, I’ll do that against your pussy.” His deep voice rumbled.
She nodded, damn near coming already.
He thrust up into her, holding her under her arms. Lorenzo began a pounding rhythm that made the sturdy couch squeak. He grabbed her under her thighs, careful not to touch her hip, fucking her with a fierceness that had her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
The orgasm that plowed through her was so intense, she felt her body seize. Lorenzo yelled below her, head thrown back in ecstasy as he filled her with his seed.
She collapsed on top of him, sweaty and panting for air, his body buried deep in hers. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer. “Holy sweet mother of gawd.” She was having a hard time speaking, air sawing in and out of her lungs as she tried to catch her breath.
“I think you killed me. Truly, I’m dead, and this is my sweet reward for being a good boy.” His shoulders started to shake. “I’m a half-naked saint,” he laughed. “We didn’t even take our shirts off.”
“There’s a song about that. Something about not having to take your clothes off to have a good time.” She sang the chorus, laughing.
Chapter Eight
Lorenzo hated to spoil the good mood, but one glance at her bruised face made him angry again. How could he have forgotten she was hurt? And here he’d fucked her like a damn animal.
“Hey, none of that.” She smoothed the crease between his eyebrows.
He gave her a disbelieving stare. “Are you a mind reader now?”
“Don’t have to be in order to know what is going on in that brilliant mind of yours.”
He tried for a stern look. “Flattery will not get you out of answering my questions.”
“Are you sure?” An innocent expression crossed her face.
When she squeezed her internal muscles, his dick wanted to scream hallelujah, and his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head. The little vixen was trying to distract him. He wouldn’t allow it, as much as he really wanted to. Another squeeze of those tight walls and he’d be a goner. He sighed. Damn, but it sucked being in love.
“Angel you know I won’t give up, so you might as well get on with it. I can wait all day.”
“Okay,” she sighed, and continued. “I want to remind you of your earlier promise. You will not, I repeat, not do anything rash.”
That was a promise he could keep. Rash was not in his vocabulary.
He kept his smile to himself and nodded.
That private smile lasted for all of thirty seconds as she explained the events that led to her injuries again, including how her friend Renee helped her until her parents arrived. It took everything in him to not dump her off his lap, and hop the first flight out to LA, with the intent to kill. In all his years, he’d never felt a red hot rage so consuming.
The silence of the room was ominous; the sound of crickets would seem overly loud. He coughed out an angry noise that obliterated the quietness. The hurt in her expression brought him back to earth.
“Baby, don’t look at me like that.” He pulled her tighter against him.
“You just…I don’t know. You look really pissed.” Her eyes sparkled with unshed tears.
“Oh, sweetheart, I am much more than that. I passed angry and took a couple turns to so fucking pissed off, it’s off the charts. But not at you, never at you.” He kissed her sweetly. “I would do anything to erase what happened. Don’t you realize yet how much you mean to me?” He tilted her chin up toward him. “I love you, Angel mine.”
“You love me?” She sounded shocked.
Chuckling he kissed her upturned lips. “More than anything in the world.”
“God, Ren, I love you so much. Forever, I’ve loved you.” She kissed him back.
The sound of the doorbell ringing interrupted their conversation. Angel squealed and hopped off his lap. He laughed as she jumped around, taking his time to redress himself. The smile froze on his face at the view she presented him, bent over like she was. He could see their combined fluids between her legs and took great enjoyment at the sight. He reached her in two strides and cupped her head in his palm, kissing the most delectable mouth he’d ever seen.