Halo (Fallen Angel, #1)(72)
Viper hummed his approval against the base of my neck. “Doesn’t look like you want me to leave either.” He began to rock his hips back and forth slightly, little thrusts that sent me gasping. My head fell forward as I dug my fingers into his thigh, the new sensation almost overwhelming in how good it felt. “Mmm, I like that too.”
As he continued to drive into me, he circled his thumb over the head of my cock, spreading the pre-cum down the length in a slippery slide. It was almost too much, Viper filling me from behind while he worked my dick. But it wasn’t until he bit down on my shoulder again that I was sent flying over the edge. I had no choice then—I had to let go and let the tide carry me where it would.
“That’s it, Angel,” Viper said, his voice thick and gravelly. “Your ass is so fucking tight it’s strangling my dick.”
I shuddered, the tremors of my orgasm racking my body into oblivion, and I found I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. With my cock spent, I collapsed onto the mattress, and Viper pulled out of me completely, the weight of him disappearing. Before I had a chance to mourn the loss, his strong arms looped around me, flipping me to my back.
“I died,” I said. “You killed me.”
A cocky grin appeared on Viper’s face as he angled his head toward mine. “Can’t wait to kill you again, Angel.”
Then his lips slammed down onto mine, a brutal meeting of the mouths that flamed quickly and died all too soon when he tore his mouth away and sat back on his knees.
“I believe I owe you something,” he said, rolling the condom off his rock-hard length. Then he took his dick in his hand and played those talented fingers up and down his length the way he did his guitar.
Jesus, he’s sexy as sin. Viper put on a private show for me, his eyes taking me in, the cords of his neck straining, a sheen of sweat covering his mouth-watering body. I knew what was about to happen, because I’d asked for it. I’d been imagining it since I’d heard Viper come in my ear.
Viper jerked himself faster, bringing himself closer to the brink. His dark hair fell into his eyes, his breathing became jagged, and as much as I wanted to put my hands on him then, I craved the way he’d fall apart in front of my eyes.
“You’re so fuckin’ hot,” I said, unable to stop the words from coming out of my mouth. I was mesmerized. “I could watch you fuck for hours.”
Viper’s body tensed, his hand erratically sliding over his cock as hot jets of cum hit my stomach and chest. A heady shout filled my ears as Viper’s orgasm roared through him, seemingly never-ending, and as he fell forward on top of me, he burrowed his face in my hair and took a deep inhale.
As the adrenaline subsided, and all talk ceased, the only sounds I could hear were the ocean waves outside and Viper’s heavy breathing by my ear. The weight of his body pressed down on mine, and I could feel the rapid beat of his heart, as reality came crashing back in.
I just had sex with Viper… Viper. And it had blown every other sexual experience out of the water. I hadn’t expected that. I’d known it would be intense, because Viper was, but the experience of being taken so completely by a man like him, and loving every second of it, surprised me. I’d assumed one night with him would be enough to quell the aching desire he brought out in me, but I’d been wrong. Using, and being used by, Viper had only left me craving more.
God, this was gonna be complicated. I thought I’d walked into this with eyes wide open. I knew Viper. I didn’t have any delusions about who he was or what he wanted, because I thought I’d wanted the same.
But as I lay there in the aftermath, with Viper’s steady breathing against my neck, I realized I knew nothing. Because coming into Viper’s bed hadn’t only changed my life—it had shown me what I’d been missing.