Angel’s Seduction-Part Seventeen



Angel’s Seduction copyright (c)2006 T.A. Chase

Part Seventeen-

Taking a deep breath, I turn in his arms and cradle his face in my hands. I stare up at his blue eyes. In their depths I see an emotion that causes me to tremble. I don’t have a name for it, but it makes me feel safe and cared for. My tongue wets my lips and he moans.

I do that to him. I can make him moan and shiver. I bring his head down, pressing our lips together. He doesn’t try to take control of the kiss even though I’m not sure of what I’m doing. I bite his bottom lip, then lick it to soothe the sting. He opens for me and I slide my tongue inside to stoke the roof of his mouth right behind his teeth. A shudder wracks his body.

His arms encircle my waist, bringing our bodies together. Yet he moves with caution as if to give me a chance to protest or stop him. I won’t stop him. Not this time. Though I have no idea what to do, I’m willing to let him show me.

My father’s voice snarls in my head, telling me I should be ashamed. The emotions I’m feeling from the touch of his mouth and the brush of his hands are wrong and will send me straight to hell. I push the words to the back of my mind and ignore them. For the first time in my life, I’m taking something I want and what I want is Greyson.

His hands cup my buttocks and tighten a little. I moan at the strength of his firm grip. His tongue invades my mouth and he slowly starts taking control of our kiss. I try to keep my eyes open and focus on his eyes. I want to see the passion rise in them as it has the few times we’ve touched, but desire is overwhelming me as our pricks brush against each other.

Greyson rocks our hips together while his lips trail down my cheek to my neck. “Wrap your leg around me,” he whispers in my ear.

I do as he tells me. I’m not worried about falling. He’ll support me even if my own legs fail me. Our new position brings our groins tighter together and I gasp as lust rushes through me. All I can think of is getting closer to him.

The duke encourages me to rub against him. Pressure builds. My shaft aches. I don’t know what is happening. I whimper. Greyson surrounds me. One hand is on my backside. The other slips between us and cradles my aching prick.

I’m rubbing. He’s stroking. The tingle grows at the base of my spine. An explosion is building, but I’m afraid to release it. I fear I’ll shatter into a million pieces and won’t be able to put myself back together.

“Open your eyes, Angel. Look at me,” Greyson orders.

I force my heavy eyelids open, so I can focus on his gaze. Understanding mingles with desire, making his blue eyes glitter. Another emotion hides amidst those two. It’s one I’ve seen in his glance before.

“You’ll catch me?” I’m hanging over a cliff, needing his assurance before I let go.

“Let go. I promise I’ll catch you.” He leans down and scrapes his teeth over my skin above my collar.

The sting of his bite combines with the rough pressure of his hand and I give in. My muscles tense. My back arches and I cry out. It feels as if I’m releasing my soul.

Greyson’s hand continues to stroke me with each jerk of my hips. I feel his lips moving against my neck, but I don’t know what he’s saying. My vision begins to blur and I black out.

When I open my eyes, I’m curled on his lap and we’re sitting on the edge of the fountain. One of his arms wraps around my waist. The other cradles me against his chest. His lips brush my hair and his breathing is ragged.

I lean back to look into his eyes. “Are you all right?”

He smiles and nods. “I’m fine. How are you?”

“Tired.” I blink, resisting the urge to snuggle close and go to sleep.

Laughing, he hugs me close. “I’m feeling tired myself. Let’s go to bed before my servants come out and find us sleeping in the garden.”

At the mention of his servants, I stiffen. “What will they say about us?” I’m thinking about the kiss Greyson gave me in front of Johnson.

“They know about my taste in bed partners, Angel. They won’t say anything. If any of them treat you disrespectfully, tell me. I’ll deal with them.” His voice is firm and confident.

“My father’s servants ignore me. It makes their lives easier.” I grimace, remembering what happened to the last servant who was kind to me.

“My servants work for me out of loyalty and respect. They don’t fear me. Trust me. You above all others will be treated as an honored guest.” He stands, still holding me in his arms.

I find I don’t mind being carried like a child. “What happened to me back there?”

“You really are an innocent.” He chuckles.
Blushing, I lay my head on his shoulder to hide my embarrassment.

“I’m not making fun of you, dear one. What you experienced is pleasure. Your body enjoyed what we were doing so much that you spilled your seed.”

The front of my trousers are wet and I wrinkle my nose in disgust.

“Did you enjoy it?” The laughter leaves Greyson’s voice and I know I must tell him the truth.


“Yes, I did.” It is a simple statement that barely covers the surface of how I felt at the moment of my spending and how I feel as he carries me into the house.

7 Responses “Angel’s Seduction-Part Seventeen”

  1. T.A.Chase says:

    Cathy,

    Greyson’s a wonderful man who I think would love Angel even if our hero was ugly…though in Angel’s mind, he thinks he is. 🙂 That’s one of the things that makes Greyson so great. 🙂

    Thanks

  2. Jenna Howard says:

    Nothing to say but wow and whoo-hoo.
    Sexay writing Mr. Chase.

  3. Anonymous says:

    yeah Angel- the lyrical way you desribed his “little death” wow-but he finally got a little brave and look Greyson accepted him
    wonderful
    cathy

  4. T.A.Chase says:

    Thanks JJR..and I’m thrilled that you loved No Going Home. Les is a pretty special guy, isn’t he?

    All my heroes end up with some great guys to love them. 🙂

  5. Anita says:

    Another great installment! I am loving Grey more and more. Angel SO deserves some happiness and I’m glad he’s getting it in the form of Grey!! *G*

  6. T.A.Chase says:

    SW..thank you. I try.

  7. S. W. Vaughn says:

    It feels as if I’m releasing my soul.

    This is the most beautiful worded depiction of an orgasm I have ever read.

    T.A., you are goooood!

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