by S. K. Hardy
"Yes. God, yes!" She desperately tried to slip her fingers under his and pull her panties to the side. She needed to feel him touching her without any barriers between them. She emitted a mewling sound of frustration when Angel removed his fingers from between her quivering thighs.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm going to let you cum, give you some relief."
Chest heaving in anticipation, Nikki licked her lips and waited. Her panties were saturated. Her body’s warm honey gushed from her pussy as if it were being squeezed from a bottle. She was so ready.
"I'm going to make you feel so damn good, Nikki. Believe me." He leaned down and gave her a soft kiss, but didn't linger. "You will most definitely cum tonight, several times. But you'll do so only when I'm good and ready to let you."
Nikki looked at him, her face reflecting her confusion. She lifted up onto one elbow. "What? What do you mean?" Her eyes drifted down to the front of his pants. It was clear that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. "Angel, I...I don't understand."
Angel's shoulder lifted in a shrug. "It's actually quite simple, so I'm unclear about what you don't understand, Nicole, but I’ll give you some clarification if you would like." His head came down towards her, making sure he had her attention. "You don't dictate how things will be in this marriage, Nicole, in or out of the bedroom. Did you really think I'd be okay with you deciding we wouldn't make love tonight?"
It finally hit her where he was going with all of this. Nikki sat up and curled her legs up under her. "Are you serious?" she asked, her voice trembling with anger as well as unfulfilled passion.
"Oh, I'm very serious. By the time we're finished, you're going to recognize exactly how serious I am so that we don't have this problem in the future."
"Oh. My. God." Nikki's laughter was colored with incredulity. "Is everything a power play with you? Even sex?"
"Of course it is. You know that because you just tried to do the same."
Nikki's gaze faltered from his as she struggled to hide her guilt. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't you? Let me help you out by giving you a word of advice." Taking her by surprise, he leaned down and deftly parted her legs. Possessively covering her pussy with his hand, he brought his face close to hers. "The next time you call yourself punishing me, or manipulating me, or whatever the hell that was, I suggest you choose a different weapon of choice other than this."
His hand tightened over the damp crotch of her panties. Sparks of fire shot from Angel's eyes as he sneered down at her. Just thinking of her trying to deny him the pleasure of his pussy pissed him off all over again.
"This? This belongs to me. Your body belongs to me. You belong to me. Don't ever make the mistake of forgetting that."
The two of them engaged in a visual battle of wills. Nikki was the first to back down. Her lashes lowered and her lips tightened, but she didn't deny it because they both knew he was right about her attempting to withhold sex as punishment. She'd been angry and that anger had made her act rashly.
She lifted her chin. There were still traces of veiled defiance in the depth of her eyes that she couldn't seem to smother. "So now this is payback?"
"It's me reminding you that you don't run me, my business, or this relationship." Giving her one last heated look, he walked towards the bedroom door and called out over his shoulder, "By the time I come back, I want you waiting for me, naked and ready for whatever I choose to do to you."
Nikki's teeth snapped together. "And if I refuse?"
Angel paused, beginning to find the entire situation less amusing because he knew what was going on in that beautiful head of hers. She was challenging him, testing him to see how far he'd take this. Well, he'd had about enough.
Turning around, he casually slipped his hand in his pocket and stared at her. Angel could’ve sworn Nikki knew him better, but it was his fault. Lately, he’d allowed her to become comfortable enough to go head to head with him like this. Since they'd been back together, he'd spoiled her unmercifully, as well he should. She was his wife. But in doing so, he’d made the mistake of letting her think she had the right to question his decisions and she did not. Angel didn’t explain himself to anyone…not even his wife.
The look he directed upon her now pinned her in place like an insect being dissected under a microscope. "What was that?"
Nikki boldly repeated her words.
Angel nodded slowly. "Okay, but think long and hard about what you're saying, Nicole. Are you sure you want to play this game with me?"
Nikki drew back a bit. "I'm not playing games, Angel, I –"
"Then do as I say," he snapped. His eyes never left her as he waited. If there was something she wanted to say in response, she needed to do so now.
The long seconds seemed like hours, but when Nicole remained silent, Angel's gaze seared over her once more. That's what he thought. His wife wasn’t a stupid woman, and she knew when she'd taken things too far. This was one of those times. Cutting his eyes sharply, he left the room without another word.
CHAPTER 34
Nicole blinked furiously as she watched him leave. She wanted to scream! She hated when Angel got like this, absolutely hated it. It reminded her too much of the way he'd acted after their separation. She wasn't his child, she was a grown woman who had a right to speak her mind however she saw fit. She loved him to death, but he could be so infuriating at times.
Her mind drifted back to what he said a few minutes ago about her not dictating what happened in their home. That wasn't completely true. She was slowly learning that there was an art to handling Angelo. It had to be done in such a way that he didn't feel, in his words, that she was ‘running things’.
Although she didn't walk on eggshells in her marriage, she'd learned to pick and choose her battles. It was advice her mother had given her and Raven a long time ago when it came to dealing with men. Tonight, her emotions had gotten the best of her.
She sank down on the mattress, swallowing hard to clear the egg sized lump from her throat, but it didn't help. While Nikki understood Angel's caution when it came to her sister, Nikki had spoken to Raven before she arrived and had made her position clear. If Raven was trying to use their relationship to gather information on Angel or his business dealings, she would cut all ties with her once and for all. There would be no second chances.
Sighing, Nikki would try and talk to Angel about it again after he’d had time to calm down, but for now, that conversation would have to wait. He would be back in a few minutes, expecting her to have adhered to his 'request'.
Nikki rolled her eyes at the way that sounded but couldn't ignore the flutter of excitement that settled at the bottom of her stomach. After removing her gown, she peeled the damp panties off. Once completely naked, Nikki sat back on her knees and parted her thighs wide so that she could display the most intimate part of her anatomy to Angel just the way he liked.
Nikki knew it would be a few more minutes before he returned, because as was his habit, he'd probably gone to check on their son and Christian one more time. It didn't matter that their home was a virtual fortress or that Angel's security rivaled that of top government agencies. He wouldn't rest until he physically laid eyes on his son and nephew again, reassuring himself that they were safe.
Nikki fidgeted on the bed, anxious and so ready for him. She was sure Angel was aware of just how much she wanted this and was in no hurry to get back and put her out of misery.
Trying to divert her thoughts from the hunger eating away at her flesh, Nikki recalled how at first she'd chafed at all of the security he'd assigned for her and A.J., but she soon came to understand the need for it. Angel's biggest fear was that something would happen to his family, that his enemies would try and use them in order to hurt him. He'd kept his distance from Dominick for years because of that very same fear. Thank God, he'd opened up and allowed a relationship to grow between them again. They were extremely close now, and Angel was determined to keep Dominick and his
family safe the same as he did for his own.
She was so deep into her thoughts that it took several moments for her to realize Angel was standing in the doorway staring at her. She tensed, struggling to read his mood, but her husband was a master at concealing his thoughts when he didn't want them revealed.
Nikki's body was on fire. Angel affected her like no one else ever had. He had an uncanny way of allowing his eyes to replicate an actual touch. They now rested on her breasts, causing them to swell as if he were lovingly cradling them in his palm. Her nipples puckered similarly to how they reacted when the tip of his tongue unmercifully teased them until she screamed his name. His eyes dropped to the juncture of her widely spread thighs and darkened in appreciation.
Nikki relaxed somewhat, knowing he was pleased. The tiny muscles inside of her pussy tightened, anxious for what was to come. Her nails dug into the soft skin of her thighs in order to stop her fingers from creeping towards her pulsating clit. All it would take was a couple of well-placed caresses to make her come totally and completely unraveled.
She watched as he slowly walked in and continued on over to the minibar set up in the corner of their bedroom. Nikki silently admired his body. His chest and arms were all lean, hard muscles, his trim waist giving way to tight glutes and powerful thighs. Her husband was all male, one hundred percent. He possessed a natural sensuality, a sensuality that was innate. Many men had that quality but very few were able to tap into it.
A man's confidence made him sexy as hell to women, and Angel had it in abundance. She'd seen the way he took control of a room and demanded respect just by walking into it. He made no apologies for the power he wielded or how he went about obtaining it.
Although his looks and sense of style put one in mind of a runway model, his intelligence was evident the moment he opened his mouth to speak. Angel knew what he wanted and didn't let anything stand in his way. He'd gone after Nikki in that same manner, breaking down her barriers, waving aside her insecurities about getting into a relationship with him, and barreling full speed ahead. She'd fallen head over heels in love with him before she even realized it.
Nikki’s eyes stayed on him now as he poured himself a drink of the expensive liquor he had shipped from Europe. When Angel picked up the crystal tumbler and turned back to her, he gestured for her to face him, which she did before falling back into the same pose.
He took his time and came over to the bed. Standing in front of her he sipped from his glass before lowering it to his side. Reaching out his hand, he traced her mouth with the pad of his thumb.
A shudder of desire ran through her at just that small touch. "Angel, I –"
But he pressed his thumb over her full lips to silence whatever she was going to say. "I don't want you to speak, Nicole. When I do, I'll tell you. Is that understood?"
Nikki hesitated then nodded her head.
"Good," he said, running his fingers through her hair. Urging her closer, he captured her lips in a kiss that was hard and hungry. By the time he lifted his head, Nikki was dizzy and weak.
"Take my pants off," he whispered against her mouth, nibbling her lips as if they were tender, sweet morsels.
He looked down and watched as Nikki unbuckled his belt with trembling hands then released the button and unzipped his pants. His eyes crinkled at her eagerness.
"Sorry," Nikki mumbled, but her attention was caught by what she unleashed when she pulled his pants down in a swift motion. Lips parted, her breathing sounded harsh in the quiet stillness of the room. No matter how many times they made love, the pure beauty of him always left her breathless.
Angel smoothed her hair back in a soothing manner, his gaze following hers. "Is that what you want, baby?"
"Yes," Nikki answered impatiently.
"I’m feeling generous right now. Maybe just a taste," he conceded, guiding her head down by the hold he had on her hair.
Nikki's slender fingers wrapped around his thick shaft. He felt like a combination of smooth satin and hard steel. Her thumb smoothed over the wetness at the tip, causing him to jerk in her hand. Lowering her mouth, she eagerly licked the underside of his dick from the base on up to the slit. Nikki’s tongue sampled the precum oozing out and brought his flavor back to her mouth. When she heard him moan, she smiled and went back for another taste.
Angel vocalized a full-throated roar, almost roughly pulling Nikki back by the hair seconds before her outstretched tongue made contact.
She peered up at him and swallowed. "What's wrong?"
Angel laughed, but a sliver of steel was laced through the sound. "You really are testing me tonight, aren't you love?"
Nikki lowered her lashes and fought to stifle the smile that played around her lips. Her demure deference didn’t fool Angel for a minute. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
"Nikki, Nikki, Nikki," he gently reprimanded. "What am I going to do with you, hm?"
His eyes dropped to her lips, which were unbelievably soft and so damned inviting. Her mouth was just as tempting as the sweetness between her thighs, and equally adept at milking a response and giving him pleasure. Nikki had it down to a science. She should. He'd taught her exactly how he liked to be pleased. He had no complaints whatsoever when it came to the physical part of their relationship, and what made it even more fulfilling to him was the fact that he loved her to distraction. That emotion made all the difference in the world between sex with her and intercourse with any other woman.
But that didn't mean he'd allow her to use it against him, and that was exactly what she was trying to do. He wasn't that weak.
Sighing heavily his gaze roamed her face, before his eyes stared into hers. "Still thinking you control me, aren't you?"
Still looking downward, Nikki nibbled on her bottom, but remained silent.
Angel angled his head to the side. "At least you're not going to try and deny it."
He untangled his fingers from her hair and walked a few steps back. His eyes still on hers, he threw the last of his drink down his throat and placed the tumbler on the bedside table before coming back to stand in front of her.
Nikki's lips parted to say something but Angel grabbed her face in his hand and brought his lips down to hers in a rough, dominating kiss. His eyes stayed open, watching her reaction as he carried out the assault on her mouth. Satisfaction flowed through him when her lips softened even more beneath his in submission.
He pulled Nikki up on her knees, palming her ass cheeks and pulling her sweet mound against his straining dick until her body molded to his. She whimpered when he stroked his tongue over hers, pulling it deep into his mouth.
Before she knew it, Angel had her on her back in one fluid movement, pausing only long enough to kick his pants off before lowering himself over her body. Grasping her wrists in one hand, he pulled them up over her head and held them down. His other hand explored her body while his teeth raked over the soft skin of her neck before biting down.
Nikki writhed underneath him, helpless to move while he still held her pinned down. She moaned his name when he soothed the stinging bites with slow licks of his tongue.
"Angel, please, please, please," she whispered. Her head was spinning from the drunken need he'd stoked inside of her. Opening her thighs, she lifted her hips, trying to entice him to give her what she needed. Instead, Angel released her hands and sat up on his knees. In the passion induced state he’d brought her to, Nikki struggled to bring him into focus. He towered over her, chest heaving, eyes glittering, looking sexier than any man had a right to be.
Angel's eyes shifted to the spot between her thighs. Placing a hand on each knee, he spread her legs even more, holding them open. Teeth bared, his nostrils flaring, he breathed in her scent. An expression of lust mingled with possessiveness was etched on his face. He trailed one hand down the inside of her thigh, his fingertips barely skimming her skin until he came in contact with her pussy.
Nikki gasped, arching up into his touch, seeking more than the soft, t
easing caress. When he inserted the tip of his finger into her creamy opening, she melted. Nikki's eyes fluttered closed. All she needed was just a little bit more.
"Open your eyes, Nikki. Look at me."
With an effort, Nikki did as she was told only to squeeze them shut again when Angel withdrew his finger from her pussy agonizingly slow, intentionally grazing her clit in the process. The next thing she felt was his lips wrapped around her pouting nipple. Another plea tumbled from her lips as she begged him to give her blessed relief.
"Angel, please." Her hips undulated, rising and falling at a fevered pitch, but all she came in contact with was air. She screamed in frustration.
Angel hovered over her, his lips inches from her own. He allowed her to pull his mouth down to hers for a moment in an enthusiastic kiss before he lifted his head. He kissed her cheek, her closed eyelids, her forehead. Reaching down, he grasped his shaft in his hand, slicing his throbbing dickhead between the swollen lips of pussy.
"You're so fucking wet, Nikki, so ready, aren't you?"
"Yes," she whispered, moving her head in a jerky nod, waiting for that first moment when he would stretch her open with his thickness to accommodate his girth. It always took her breath away. Oh yes, she was so ready.
"Love you so much," she said in a breathy sigh.
Angel's groan rumbled in response. "I love you too."
Over her fervent protests, he pulled away and sat back after kissing her one last time. Growling under his breath, he took in the sexy picture she made lying there: legs splayed apart displaying her glistening sex, hips moving, unable to stay still, dark nipples erect atop her breasts looking like mouthwatering drops of chocolate on top of chocolate.
Nikki stared back at him, lids drooping, her swollen lips slightly parted, hands resting beside her head. To Angel’s satisfaction, everything about her screamed absolute surrender.
But her lesson wasn't complete.
"I promise, before this is over, your appetite will be completely sated...but as I said, only when I'm good and ready for that to happen."