He enters me and with each inch, the walls of my tight entrance stretch around him and clamp down the second he tries to pull out.

“You like that dick, don’t you little witch?”

“I fucking love it, angel, now stop messing around and fuck me harder.”

I arch my back when he clamps a hand around my curvy waist, hoisting me up enough to sink into me just right. He drives in deep, hitting spots he’s never touched before.

Deliciously wet sounds of our bodies meeting fill the bookstore. His seeking finger is back on my asshole, spreading juices over the forbidden entrance. He sinks one finger and then another until my body can do nothing but give him what he’s after.

So fucking good.

I lean my head down into the couch and succumbed to him. I’m his and my body is happily obeying every command he gives. I reach under me and lightly pet my clit making my climax spiral through me even harder.

He’s grinding into me with powerful thrusts that has the couch banging into the wall and a nearby table stacked high with books topple over.

He’s clutching the globes of my ass in a tight grip and I’m so close when I feel his cock thicken, stretching me further. The fiery burn has my insides coiling with another release.

The second his hits and he’s coating my insides with his milk another orgasm rolls through me, or did the last one even end? I don’t know and can’t draw enough brainpower to care. I just let myself go. I can’t remember ever being this happy, this satisfied as I explode and melt all at once under my angel’s thorough care.

We’re both breathing heavy and I can still feel hot seed dripping from his spent cock when he pulls from me.

“Wow. That needs to happen more often.”

I feel his perfectly bowed lips peel back in a smile at what I say as he places gentle kiss to the dip of my back. He comes around and slides me onto his lap as he takes a seat on the coach. A throw blanket is nearby and he covers us, tucking the sides around to chase away the chill. Snuggled with my angel I lean a head on his shoulder.

“Why do you tempt me so damn much, witch?”

“I guess the same reason you do. Because we’re perfect together and you know it.”

He grunts a light chuckle and after years of hearing it I’ve come to understand that to be him agreeing.

“This time next year, angel boy?”

“Stop calling me that.” He swats my ass through the blanket.

“Well?” I ask with a soft laugh.

He chuckles low in his throat and it makes my body blush ten shades of pink for the man who has had every part of my in his mouth.

“Unless you decide you want to play cupid on Valentine’s.” He flips me over and spreads me out on the couch, tossing the blanket to the floor. Sinking to his knees between my spread thighs, he leans down and kisses my swollen clit. Slow at first but it’s not long before he has my hips gyrating against his mouth and my sex pulsating with every heartbeat.

God, he’s perfect. I can feel another orgasm build. I let out a moan that has him chuckling.

Arrogant bastard.

I hold him in place with my hands in his hair and ride his skilled mouth and from the way he’s groaning around my clit I don’t think he minds one bit.

My pussy tenses and releases like she’s hungry for another round of angel cock. We both are.

His hot cum drips from my sex and he growls. He slips a finger into my tight channel followed by another with a third teasing my ass and I buck against him until my climax slams into me. Looking up my body, our gazes connect as he strokes my clit with slow licks and kisses, easing me back down to earth.

He moves his attention up my bare stomach and over the hard tips of my tits, stopping to suck each nipple into the warmth of his mouth. Having him this close with my juices coating his mouth I can’t resist taking a little bit more for myself since I don’t know when I’ll see him next.

I grab the sexy angel’s face between my palms and pull him in for a hard, filthy sweet kiss.

“Why should angels have all the fun?”

I grab his shoulders and push him back until he’s on the bottom and I’m gliding over his already hardening cock.