Angel Falling (Falling #1)(65)



“Hey, you dead?”

I giggled and rubbed my face into his broad chest, taking a moment to kiss around his nipple then lick and bite the tip gently. The rubbery texture of his nipple stirred the pot holding my desire. I could feel his dick hardening under me. Two orgasms down and my need for this man hadn’t abated. I wanted him again. Plain and simple, I was a goner. Gyrating my hips against his growing member, I leaned up and caught his gaze.

“Did you mean it?” I asked.

He nodded. “Darlin’, I’m downright crazy in love with ya,” he said and pinched his lips together. “You mean it?” He cocked his head to the side.

“Every word, Stud.” His smile was all I needed. I sat up and settled over his burgeoning erection. “Again?” I rounded my ass against his need.

“You drive me wild, Angel. I’ll never have enough of you.”

“Well, we can’t have that, now can we?” Without much ado, I sat up, centered his member at my slick opening, and impaled him. He bucked wildly under me.

“Fuck, Angel!” He gripped my hips and steadied me. I twisted and moved my hips in a small circle, relishing the feel of him buried so deep. “You’re perfect. Meant for me. Only me, Darlin’.” He punctuated his thought by lifting me up and planting me back down, his hips rocking up into me.

“Oh, God!”

I thought I had the upper hand straddling him, but he took every advantage. When I’d rise up, he’d pull me down and lift his hips in punishing, mouthwatering thrusts. Before long we were both screaming out to the heavens. I fell to his chest, wiped out. Sleep took me instantly.



***

She loves me. Last night, my Angel admitted she loved me. Her form laid across mine deep in sleep. Her skin was baby soft and smelled like warm, sugared toast. The woman was fully under my skin. I’d only ever told one other woman in my thirty-four years on this earth that I’d loved her ‘sides Ma and Jess. It was not a phrase I took lightly. The fact that I said it to a woman that on the outside was all kinds of wrong for me took the cake.

The differences between our upbringings, our jobs, our everyday likes, were as far and wide as the state of Texas itself. But none of that mattered. She made my heart thump, my mind dizzy with lust, and my body ache to be near her. Aspen was the bee’s knees. I’d love her until the day I died, and I would spend the rest of my days making sure she knew it.


Her body started to stretch and nuzzle, purring softly like a baby kitten into the crook of my neck. The movement warmed and solidified my need for her. She pushed the wayward strands of hair away from her face. Her endless blue eyes found mine, a smile spread across her face.

“Morning, Stud.” That gravelly tone went straight to my dick, deepening the morning excitement.

“Angel. Sleep well?” I pivoted my hips against hers with a little tilt. She moaned and kissed my chest, humming in the back of her throat. That sound did things to me. Made me want to throw her under me and pin her to the sheets right quick.

“I did,” she said, then a heavy knock banged against the door, startling us both.

“Rise and shine, breakfast will be ready in twenty!” Ma’s voice screeched through the door.

“Jesus H. Christ! Ma, go home!” I screamed back at her.

“Don’t you take the Lord’s name in vain, young man! ‘Sides, your brother and the kids are already here, you best get up! We’re not wasting our time with Aspen, and the boys want to ride the horses!” Her voice broke off. After that it was silent. She must have left to tend to the cookin’.

Aspen was laughing against my chest. “Is it always like this?”

“Sometimes. But I think more so because you’re here. They want to get to know the woman I’m in love with,” I told her unashamed. Her breath caught as I said the words so easily that we’d spoken last night. I’d wondered if she was going to pretend like nothin’ ever happened. If she was it wasn’t gonna happen. I planned to make her understand exactly where I wanted to be and that’s where she was. Period. “How about we shower real quick?” I waggled my eyebrows and thrust my fully erect cock up at her.

“Yes, lets. After …” with that she tilted her hips and sank down on my cock with a quickness I hadn’t expected.

“Shit, f*ck, Angel!” I groaned and locked my hands at her waist. “You’ll damn near kill a man with moves like that!”

We finished our business, had a quick five-minute shower, where I proceeded to wash me off her with a big ol’ pout. She thought it funny that I liked her dirty. Really I just wanted any man within a three-foot radius to know she was spoken for. Men tended to sense these things, especially if I loaded her right full with my troopers. The thought made me smile. But she would have none of it, wanting to be squeaky clean for my family.

We made our way down and settled in the sun room. Ma had served the guys, my brother, Jess, and the rug rats with eggs, bacon, and her homemade biscuits. If she had gravy for those biscuits I would’ve kidnapped an angel and never gone back to New York. Lucky for Aspen she didn’t.

We ate and enjoyed the easy company of my family. I couldn’t be happier, and judging by the shy smile on my girl’s face, she was damned content. Life was good.

“So, tonight’s the Jensen barbecue. You’re all comin’, right?” Jess asked.

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