Page 55 of Angelic Vengeance

No.

No one.

Not ever.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but instead, I bit my lip. A moan escaped me but I didn’t respond. Couldn’t.

“Has anyone evenseenyou like this?” He pushed, his voice growing dangerous as he bit my neck. Yet there was an undertone of teasing which I didn’t miss.

God,was I that obviously inexperienced? Embarrassment shattered throughout me before he flicked my nipple with his tongue, making me roll my eyes back and not give a fuck about any of it anymore.

“Hm?” He continued, making it clear he wanted an answer.

“Zachary…”

“What’s my name?”

“Zachary,” I moaned, not thinking.

He nipped my sensitive skin, making me arch away from him. I was about to slap him because ithurt– differently than any type of pain I’d ever felt before – but then he licked over the small bundle of nerves before sucking it back into his mouth, making me forget what I was even mad about, to begin with.

“What’s my name?” He rasped, harsher.

“Zach…” I replied, melting into him. I couldn’t even bring myself to hate the way it left my lips so naturally.

He began kissing down my stomach, sending shivers rocking through me and leaving goosebumps behind. But then, his fingers hooked under the strap of my thong and alarm bells went off in my head.

Again, I grabbed his hands, fixing him with a stern face. “These are staying on.”

I wanted to slap myself. I might as well have spelled it out for him that I hadn’t done this before. But I needed to keep some type of physical barrier between us, even if it was as ridiculous as underwear.

Zach’s eyes flashed, sending a clear signal.

The asshole already fucking knew.

Yet he only smirked, not looking even slightly bothered. “No problem.”

I didn’t have time to dwell on it when Zach returned to kissing down my stomach. My heart skipped a beat when he kissed the inside of my inner thigh. His strong arms wrapped around my thighs, opening them and holding me in place with force. He began closing in, getting nearer and nearer to the material of my thong with every kiss on my thigh. He burned against my skin and it felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest from how fast it was beating.

My back arched when he laid a kiss just above my clit, showing where I wanted him. In response, he tightened his hold on me, pinning me to the mattress and immobilizing me.

“Zach!” I groaned in protest when even after multiple times, he refused to touch me where Ineededhim. Needed him like I couldn’t be in my skin anymore. He was torturing me on purpose and I couldn’t take it anymore. I was soworked up, I could feel my wetness dripping down to the sheets.

Zach’s dark chuckle vibrated against my sensitive skin, sending a small wave of pleasure through me but leaving me even more frustrated than before. He was finding this amusing?

“Ugh, I hate you–”

I yelped when his teeth grazed over my clit.

“Watch it.” His warning came dangerously calm.

I opened my mouth to say something snarky but decided against it. Instead, I kept my eyes on the ceiling, laid my hands on my abdomen and patiently waited for Zach to return to his current occupation.

I could practically feel the smirk growing on his face.

“Good girl.” His voice wrapped around me like velvet. In response, goosebumps formed over my whole body and there was nothing I could do to hide it. I bit my lip to try and ignore the embarrassment, when Zach’s rough hand began rubbing circles over my thigh. “But I’m going to need your eyes on me, baby.”

Taking a deep breath, I readjusted myself so I could watch him. Ebony eyes met mine, stealing the breath from my chest. I thought seeing Zach between my legs would feel somehow degrading, but it was actually the opposite – empowering, in a way I’d never even imagined before.

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