Seeing her had been a big enough surprise. What the hell would he find her doing this time? She reached for the pain, embraced it, reveled in its darkness. Her skin rippled over her shoulder blades as they dipped and caused a slight hollow. Sweat glistened on his back, dampened his hair until it fell in limp curls past his neck. What about her did it for him? How stupid of him was it to just let her go without knowing a thing about her circumstances? Her lips trembled, and for a moment he sensed deep vulnerability, a fact that made him suddenly fiercely possessive. Micah was sitting behind the desk, leaned back in the chair as he waited for her.
He slid forward, reopening her with one thrust. The first man followed her with his mouth, delving his tongue deep, sucking and feasting on her pussy. Angelina whimpered and bucked until he issued a sharp slap to her clit. She would give him what he needed. Even though he went back each year, every time he left it all behind and took none of his baggage back to Houston. Arousal was savage within her.
Gently, he pushed her hand away and returned his gaze to Angelina. They stopped existing the moment I walked out of the door when I was eighteen. His hands caressed her arms, then slid over her back and down her waist. I mean I thought women dished about pretty much everything. He feathered welts in a distinct pattern across her chest and abdomen but always missing her nipples. Not a nice way to wake up. The edge and then toppling over.
Your father had just died and he was taking care of you. He found her opening and teased the rim. His touch incited deep longing. He chuckled as he rested against her. Her neck muscles bulged with the strain as the man pushed his way forward. When she entered, she sucked in her breath so hard her chest hurt.
Love, Angelina Micah dropped the paper and was immediately assaulted by a pounding headache. Her cry echoed over the room. He liked inflicting pain, liked exerting his will, but she loved receiving it just as much. With every stroke, she lavished him with her love. There was relief, and it felt good when he eased out, but then the fire was back when he thrust forward again. Was it her arresting beauty? Calmly and methodically she kissed his back with the lash, watching as he jumped and bowed under the whip.
He continued pumping against her in short, jerky motions until finally he stopped and his harsh breathing rasped against her ear. And she kept her deepest secret close to her heart. He stayed there, allowing her more time to adjust. His voice came over the intercom system. He carefully lifted his weight off her and withdrew.
He began slapping against her ass, his thrusts jostling her entire body. Her abused flesh protested his every movement. She was a need that fired deep in his blood. He had to put aside the dissection of what had happened. It was nice to be able to think of them without the flood of grief that always came. It gathered in her periphery and the room swirled around her.
Then he collapsed forward, driving them both onto the bed. The three men jerked frantically at their straining erections. His gaze traveled over her luscious, plump lips that were perfectly bowed and untarnished by lipstick. Pain was a high for her that could never be explained. Love and warmth flooded her. You were there before Hannah, I mean with David. We like the same things.
Her nude body glowed in the soft lighting, her skin a light creamy brown, hinting at Hispanic heritage. His hand slid down her belly to her pussy. Micah listened halfheartedly to the division of jobs and duties. Would you have whipped me for the slightest infraction? He wearily ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes. Around the people watching the flogging. He buried his face in her neck, kissing the tender skin just below her ear. Her rounded buttocks shook slightly as her body swayed in the grip of the whip.
His hair hung wild to his shoulders, unruly, like him. She stumbled, her hands flexing as her bonds held her upright. Behind the easygoing, loves women exterior lies a man with dark needs and passions. When he got back upstairs, Angelina had burrowed under the covers, the remote still firmly in her grasp. Micah Hudson has painful secrets he's run hard from.