Authors: Ditter Kellen
Tags: #Mystery & Suspense
“Yes. He’s just checking on me.” Was it her imagination, or did he seem angry?
“Maybe you should put on a robe.” A muscle bunched along his jaw.
Okay, he’s definitely pissed
. For some odd reason the thought comforted her. Obviously, she wasn’t alone in the instant-connection thing. Whatever it was.
She snagged a robe from a hook on the bedroom door on her way back to the kitchen and had it cinched up by the time the detective came in to view.
Clay stood. “Everything good?”
Ember felt guilty for lying to him. He’d saved her life, had been there for her so many times during the last year.
Just tell him the truth. Yeah, right. Sorry, but I have my half-naked neighbor that I just met today out on the balcony, and we’re waiting on you to leave.
“I’m fine. Just a little tired. It’s really good to see you.”
That much is true.
His hand came up to caress her face. “You work too hard.”
“With moving offices and the damn stilettos I wore today, I’d considered homicide just shy of three o’clock.”
Are his lips moving closer?
“At least it wasn’t suicide.” She turned her face to the side at the last second, causing his mouth to brush her cheek instead of her lips as he’d obviously intended.
A crashing sound echoed from the back of the condo, and Clay stiffened.
Ember stepped back, nervous and a little off-balance. “It’s just the neighbor’s cat. I left the sliding door open in my bedroom.” They stared at each other until it grew uncomfortable. “I should go to bed soon. Six o’clock comes pretty early.”
Disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he didn’t push. “Are you free this weekend?”
At the moment, Ember couldn’t think beyond the big, sexy Bulgarian who made entirely too much noise.
“I’ll see what I have going on. Call me tomorrow?” Another sound from the back made her cringe, but she didn’t blink.
What is he doing back there, rearranging shit?
Clay’s eyes narrowed in suspicion, and he glanced toward the hall. Neither of them moved for a long moment. “Sure. Talk to you then.”
He turned to leave, and Ember nearly sagged in relief.
She followed him to the door and thought about how many times she’d wanted him to stop by. Now that he was there the timing couldn’t have been worse.
He paused with his hand on the knob. “Lock this behind me.” Without another word, he eased the door open and stepped out onto the porch, shutting it softly behind him.
Ember engaged the locks and rested her forehead against the cool wood.
I’m sorry, Clay.
A pair of big hands flattening against the door on either side of her head startled her.
“Boyfriend?” Angel’s deep voice rumbled in her ear. His intoxicating scent surrounded her in a cocoon of warmth and need that left her weak.
She couldn’t answer. Apparently her ability to speak had left with the detective.
“No?” He prompted with a slide of his lips across her temple.
Heat flew through her body from the point of contact to pool between her thighs. She could only shake her head.
A soft growl echoed around her. “He kissed you.”
The rest of her thought fled when something hard pressed against her ass. It didn’t matter that he was a complete stranger questioning, dominating her as long as he didn’t stop.
“Close your eyes…Ember Burns.” The command was gentle, yet firm.
Her lids slid shut. Even the endearment was sexual. She’d never had sex with a complete stranger before, but something about him felt right.
Cool air touched her skin as her robe suddenly pooled at her feet. She hadn’t felt him untie it.
“Raise your arms.”
Ember obeyed without question, allowing him to remove her sleep shirt.
He caught both of her wrists in one hand and held them against the door. It was a vulnerable position to be in, but she didn’t care.
“So beautiful.” His fingers trailed down her spine, leaving fire in their wake.
Ember’s heartbeat kicked up a notch along with her breathing when his palm flattened and drifted around her waist, moving achingly slow to where she wanted him most.
Oh yes, please.
His knee pressed between the back of her thighs just as a finger coasted through her slit. Ember’s legs gave out. She would have slumped to the floor if not for his grip on her wrists.
“I’ve got you.”
She opened her eyes when he suddenly scooped her up and strode toward the bedroom. Ember wanted to run her tongue over his tense jaw to see if he tasted as good as he smelled.
He didn’t look at her as he all but tossed her onto the bed. The play of muscles across his back was mesmerizing as he sauntered over to shut and lock the door.
She almost smiled when he closed the curtain since they were on the second floor, but the thought died when he turned around and his gaze met hers.
He watched her with an intensity that was staggering as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer briefs and slid them off.
Ember broke eye contact to check out his erection as he came forward and put a knee on the foot of the bed. The man was well endowed. Definitely larger than anyone she’d seen before.
It had been over two years since she’d had sex, and doubt surfaced.
“I won’t hurt you.” His hands smoothed up her legs, pushing them apart as he settled over her. “Trust me.”
She did. It made no sense, but she trusted him.
“Look at me.” His warm breath fanned her face.
Ember lifted her gaze and stared into his eyes. He was so incredibly handsome it should have been a sin.
“As much as I want to taste you and make love to your beautiful body for hours, I need to be inside you now.” He hesitated. “Are you protected?”
Heat rushed to her face. “Yes.”
She felt him reach between their bodies to grip himself and opened her thighs more to give him room. He was a big man. Ember had never wanted a man as much as she wanted Angel. She could feel how hot and slick she’d become. He was so damn beautiful she thought she could come from just watching him.
He slid the head of his cock around her opening and up to skim over her clit, only to repeat the process.
Nerves came alive with every pass over the small bundle. She was so wet and swollen with need one more stroke and she’d explode. So many amazing feelings soared through her at once. Her pussy began to throb in time with her heartbeat. She wanted him. Now.
“Please.” She arched her hips in invitation.
He paused at her entrance, then slowly penetrated her. The pressure was almost too much for Ember, and she brought her hands up to his chest.
Angel held completely still as she adjusted to his size. Some of the tension left her, and she let her arms fall away.
His breathing was uneven. “Relax, Ember,” he rasped and sank deeper.
She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. The feel of him stretching her felt so good her eyes rolled back.
“Grab on to me.”
Her arms barely made it around his neck before he sat up on his knees, bringing her with him. His hands gripped her ass, and he thrust deep. Ember cried out and ground her pussy against his cock. The sensation against her clit was so incredible she almost bucked off his lap.
His mouth slanted over hers, arms held her tighter, hips thrust harder, faster as the thin trail of hair on his abdomen created friction over her sensitive, swollen flesh.
They breathed the same breath, moving as one, connected on a level she’d never dreamed possible.
He suddenly slowed and rolled his hips. Ember saw stars. She teetered on the edge of oblivion. Her stomach muscles tightened along with her thighs. It felt as if her body were on fire.
His mouth left hers. “Relax your mind and body. I’ll take you there. Do it. I won’t let you go.”
Ember allowed her head fell back, and let both arms slide from his neck to hang limp at her sides. He brought his hands up to lock over her shoulders, holding her suspended as he rotated his hips again and again.
Ember was beyond caring how she sounded or even looked. She honed in on feelings that quickly spread throughout her body. A throbbing in her womb had heat racing outward to her stomach and thighs. Sharp pleasure speared her clit with every brush of his cock against it.
. He slammed deep.
Incredible sensations exploded at once, and Ember lost control of her body. She had no voice or capability of movement. An orgasm rolled through her, one so powerful she was helpless to do anything but remain limp while waves of what could only be described as electrical current shot through every hidden place she possessed.
Her vaginal walls began to contract around him. His hoarse shout shattered the quiet of the room as jets of warm semen filled her pussy.
She came again.
Ember unhooked her ankles from around Angel’s ass when her back touched the bed, only to moan as he thrust again.
“I’m not done with you yet.” His deep voice was as hypnotic as his eyes.
He captured her hands and laced their fingers together, tugging her arms above her head. “Don’t move.”
As if I could
. Her entire body felt liquid, and mini aftershocks still sparked through her pussy.
He nudged her face to the side and brought his mouth to her ear. “Can you feel me throbbing inside you? I’m going to taste you now. I want you to clear your mind of everything but what I’m doing to you.” His tongue traced her ear. “Can you do that?”
Fuck yeah, I can do that
. “Yes,” she whispered instead.
“Good girl. Hands stay where they are and eyes closed.”
The feel of his lips sliding along her jaw had to be one of the most erotic sensations she’d ever felt.
“Angel.” She groaned as he pulled from her body and tugged his fingers free of hers. The loss of him inside her was an ache like nothing she’d felt before. She wanted to wrap her legs around his hips and hold him there forever.
“Relax…trust me.” His words, coupled with his warm breath on her skin, melted her insides.
His mouth skimmed down her neck, coasting across a breast to close over her nipple. Ember arched and fought the urge to grab his head. He sucked the hard tip deep, sending waves of pleasure straight to her core.
By the time he’d moved to the other breast, she was almost out of her mind with need. How could she want him again so soon? She’d never had more than a single orgasm during sex and considered herself fortunate to get one at all.
Her past sexual experiences were nothing even close to what Angel made her feel. Everything about him turned her on. His scent, face, body, and voice. Even his movements were sensual.
He left her breast to kiss his way down her body, and Ember forced herself to remain still. His tongue circled her navel several times before drifting down to the top of her smooth mound. He opened his mouth over it and sucked. Hard.
Her hips came off the bed. “Oh God.”
Why have I never experienced this before?
No one had ever sucked on her there. They had always gone straight for the main course.
His chin brushed against her clit with every nuzzle of his mouth, sending another orgasm crashing through her, and Ember could only ride it out as intense emotion tightened her chest. She felt exposed and powerful at the same time.
Those big hands moved to her thighs to push them farther apart, and his tongue swept down to circle her clit. She couldn’t take any more. It was too much. Her legs tightened, but he easily overpowered her, holding them open while he locked on to her overly sensitive clit.
“Angel.” His name slipped out in a moaned plea.
His answer was to apply more pressure with a stronger suction. He let go of her legs to insert a finger inside her pussy and press up, bringing his other hand over the top of her mound to push down.
Ember’s mouth opened without sound. White light surrounded her, and tears slipped from the corner of her eyes as she was held suspended in a place she’d never dreamed possible. Scary, yet beautiful.
A new sensation built, more powerful than the two before. Somewhere in the fog she was aware of an explosion coming.
He seemed to read her thoughts. He suddenly lifted his mouth, and his knees pushed hers wide as he came up over her. “Look at me.”
Ember opened her eyes to stare into his as his thumbs brushed away her tears.
He entered her with one sure stroke, locking their hands once again.
Everything faded but his gaze and the feel of him moving inside her. She felt their minds connect while her body opened for him. “Angel, I’m going to—”
“I feel it.” He tightened their laced fingers and changed the angle of his hips, hitting the place she needed him most.
Fire raced through her pussy. Her legs began to shake, and breathing became impossible. She was right on the edge of ecstasy.
“Come with me.” He thrust deep and ground his pelvis against her clit. “Now.”
“Angel—” His name was wrenched from her as she flew into the abyss. She swallowed his groan when his mouth covered hers, and he followed her over.
They continued to move together long after the feelings calmed and breathing became normal, making love several times throughout the night before falling into a blissfully exhausted slumber.
* * * *
An insistent beeping noise permeated Ember’s sleep-fogged mind, interrupting the delicious dream she was having about her sexy neighbor. She muttered a curse, pulling the blanket over her head to block out the annoying sound, and inhaled his amazing scent.
Her eyes flew open as memories of the previous night crashed through in a kaleidoscope of heated images. She eased the covers down and glanced at the other side of the bed. Empty.
Ember sat up and scanned the room, but there was no sign of Angel. Disappointment was instant.
She turned off the alarm and climbed out of bed, wincing at the slight soreness between her thighs. Last night had been incredible. She’d never been so thoroughly loved before. Even in her fantasies.
She made her way down the hall, stumbling into the bathroom to start the shower. It was going to be a long day, and she needed to decide what to do about the pictures. Going to the police wasn’t an option. It would only disrupt what life she had now. Which wasn’t much.