Steve looked annoyed that she was once again defending Thomas. But, there was no way he could have taken those without her cooperation. Could he? “Are you mad at me?” she asked, afraid to hear the answer. He looked confused as he said,
“Mad at you? No way baby! Why would I be mad at you?”
“You believe that I don’t know anything about the photos?”
“Of course I do. Why wouldn’t I?”
She started crying again and he pulled her back into his chest. “Please don’t cry anymore baby, we’ll figure this out, I promise.”
“That’s not why I’m crying,” she said.
He pulled back and looked at her. “Then why are you crying?”
“I was thinking about those pictures of Kim. You told me honestly that you had nothing to do with her or them...and I didn’t believe you. Yet, you believe every word I say even when what I’m saying isn’t making any sense. I’m a horrible person.”
She felt his body shake and she looked up at his face. “You’re the least “horrible person” ever. Someone is messing with you and I swear to God when I find out who it is...”
She grabbed him and hugged him tighter. “Thank you for believing me. It’s what I was most worried about.”
He made her look at him again and he said, “I will always believe you. Promise me you will never be reluctant to talk to me because you’re afraid of how I will take something. I love you Angela Black and trust is a huge part of that. I trust you with my life and I will always pick you when it comes to two versions of any one story...always.”
She looked into his green eyes and she saw nothing but pure love there. The only other person in her life that had ever felt that way about her was Blake. She couldn’t believe she was so blessed that she could actually have two men that most women never find one of. She put her hand on the side of his face and brought it down to hers. Their lips met and in that instant, all of her troubles were forgotten. They would resurface the second that she was out of his arms...but for now, she was going to just revel in him.
They eventually finished their dinner and then they took the rest of the wine and went down by the pool. They sat together in one of the lounges and Steve held her against him as they watched the sun go down. The previously cornflower blue sky was now streaked with oranges and reds and Angela was reminded once more that it was the little things in life that mattered. It was having someone to talk to...someone to love you...someone to hold you and tell you that everything would be alright. She reminded herself to remember Blake...and just how fragile life is. As long as Steve believes her about the photos, that’s all that matters. What Kim, or anyone else thought didn’t matter at all.
She lifted her head and said, “Hey! I thought we were going to swim.”
He grinned. “I was waiting for an hour, we just ate.”
She laughed. “Are you afraid you’ll get a cramp and drown?”
“Something like that.” He said.
“I’d pull you out.”
“I hate to doubt you baby...but you weigh like a hundred pounds...and look at those arms.”
“What’s wrong with my arms?”
“Oh there’s nothing wrong with them. There’s nothing wrong with any of you.” He gave her a lustful look and said, “I just don’t believe you could lift me.” She waved her palm at him and made a muscle.
“Feel it,” she told him. He looked amused, but he did.
He laughed and brought his lips back down to meet hers. That time he opened his mouth and let his tongue trace the seam of her lips. She moaned and parted them, allowing his tongue to slide in. The kiss was deep and hot and passionate and by the time they came up for air, she could barely breathe.
“I think it’s been long enough,” he said.
“I think so too. Should I put on my suit?”
He stood up and as she watched he began stripping off his clothes. “I’d just have to strip it back off,” he told her with a wink. She stayed leaned back on her elbows and watched as he took off everything. He is so beautiful...his body is the most perfectly sculpted thing that she’d ever seen. She watched as he stood next to the edge of the pool, raised his arms up and dove in.
Chapter 6
Angela stood up and pulled her sundress over her head, dropping it to the chair beside her. Then she stripped off her panties. She watched as Steve swam up to the surface. His eyes bulged when he saw her and as he pulled himself out of the pool, she dived in the opposite end. The water was cool and her nipples hardened right away. As she surfaced, she felt the warm rush of liquid rush out between her thighs. Steve was sitting on the edge of the pool and she could see his rock hard cock standing up between his thighs. She swam over to him and he hooked his legs underneath her arms and tried to lift her out of the pool. She resisted and pulled back against him. He grinned and then as slick as a snake and a hell of a lot sexier, he slid down into the water between her body and the side of the pool. She felt his cock slide down and create a path of heat against her cool skin and she shuddered. Her breath caught in her throat and that familiar heat began to spread through her entire body.
Their bodies were pressed together now with nothing between them but beads of cool water. His mouth met hers in a long, slow, deep kiss. He put his hands on her shoulders and let them run down along her arms and then underneath them, along the sides of her breasts. She arched into him and pushed her pelvis into his throbbing cock. She widened her stance and he bent at the knees so that it slid between her thighs, parting her pussy lips on its own, teasing her swollen clit.
He let his hands cover her breasts and his palms pressed into and circled her rock hard nipples. His touch made her crazy. He stroked her nipples and pinched them. She dropped her wet head back and moaned. He suddenly let go of them and put his hands underneath her arms. He lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist, sliding the full length of his cock into her in one long stroke. She let out a little cry as he hit bottom and as he used his arms to slide her back up, she felt her pussy grip onto him, not wanting to let go.
Her breasts were out of the water now and as he continued to hold onto her with his arms, he bent his head down and began to suck and nibble at them. The whole time he was sucking her breasts and torturing her nipples with his teeth and tongue, he was still sliding her up and down on his cock, not missing a beat. She could feel her pussy tightening around him even more as she neared her climax. The water was wet; her pussy was slick with her hot juices. He gently bit down on one of her breasts and she felt the tingle beginning in her core. Then he switched over and bit down on the other one. She shuddered into him as she came. It was a sweet, silent release and it felt oh so fucking good. She curled into his neck and let her mouth play there while she recovered. When she’d calmed down, he pulled out of her and reached back with his arms and pushed up out of the pool. He pulled her up and out with him and then took her hand and led her back over to the lounge chair. They paused there and he kissed her again, slow and deep, letting their tongues dance against each other. Then he turned her around and sat her down on the chair with his hard cock right in front of her. She reached up and ran her fingers across his flat abs, tracing a gentle line down around his cock. She liked watching it twitch and jump, excited by her touch.
At last she cupped his butt cheeks in her hands and leaned in to let her tongue glide across the head of his cock. Then she curled her tongue around the head and sucked on it gently. Then she flattened her tongue out and let it slide along the underside of his shaft. Steve moaned as she slid her lips back over the tip and then sucked the rest of it into her mouth and to the back of her throat. She swallowed twice and he made a primal sound. She was squeezing and massaging his cheeks as she sucked and he had his eyes closed and his back arched and he was getting into it, thrusting forward into her mouth, touching the back of her throat and then pulling back out.
She bobbed her head up and down, sucking on him harder now. It was turning her on so much that she could
hardly stand it. She dropped one of her hands into her lap and found her pussy. She let her fingers play in the thick, hot juices between her legs. He was moving his hips faster and harder, as he reached down and found her nipples. He pinched and pulled at them while she sucked him...and he moaned and gasped and suddenly his entire body stiffened and he tried to pull out. Angela kept her hands firmly on his ass and pulled him forward, letting his throbbing erection rest in the back of her throat.
“Oh Jesus baby! Fuck, you’re sexy,” he said in a strangled voice, just as he came in her mouth. He pumped in and out then a few more times before collapsing into her. She scooted back and swung her legs up on the chair. He sat down next to her and then taking her into his arms they snuggled into each other and basked in the afterglow. They both drifted off for just a little while and when Angela woke up she had her back to him and a wonderful sensation between her legs. He had his arm wrapped across her and his fingers were softly stroking her engorged clit.
“Oh baby...”
He put his sexy lips to her ear and said, “You like that my love?”
“I fucking love it,” she said as he rubbed her clit harder...and faster. She was so wet she could hear the sounds of her own juices as he played with her pussy. His hard cock was pressing into her from behind and twitching with the anticipation of sinking into her once again. She felt his hot breath on her neck as he moved in to lick and suck on the sensitive nape. She loved it when he did that. She loved it when he did everything. He’s so good at this. She was ready to come again, bucking into him and gasping out his name. He continued to play with her until she’d finished coming and then he stood up. She shivered at the loss of his body heat. She felt his warm hands grab her around the waist and turn her around. He gently positioned her so that she was bent over in front of him, her hands and knees on the lounger and her ass in the air. He slid his cock into her right away and began plunging in and out of her. She was moaning and pushing back into him, silently begging for more.
Suddenly she felt him pull out and she whimpered from the cold, empty feeling it gave her. Then she felt his fingers in her pussy and she wondered what he was up to. He was moving them in and out, hard and fast, and then he stopped that and she felt his slick fingers sliding up between her cheeks until they found the opening to her ass. She shuddered as he worked one of them inside of her, and then another. He finger-fucked her to open here up and when she was open and wet she felt the head of his cock being pressed against her opening. She took a deep breath as he pushed in, slowly, until he bottomed out. He held onto her hips and went slowly at first, giving her time to get used to him. He slid a hand underneath her and across her excited nipples and then down to her clit. He began rubbing the hard nub again as his cock went in and out of her ass. He stroked fast with his fingers and pressed hard and the more excited she got, the more relaxed she became. Finally he stopped moving and let her take charge. She pushed herself back so that she took all of his cock into her and then moved her hips forward. In and out, in and out, faster, deeper, breathing harder. Each stroke brought him closer to an explosion and when he was ready, he grunted out loudly and his body went rigid right before he came.
He withdrew from her then and she lay forward onto the chair. He lay down next to her again and pulled her tightly into his side. She tipped her face up to look at him and smiled. “I love you like crazy Steve McAllister.”
He grinned and even after all of that she felt her pussy tingle again. “I love you too, Angela Black.”
Chapter 7
“So what did Kim say?” Joanne twirled the swizzle stick in her drink and then pulled it out and licked the sweet liquor off of it. It had been almost a week since the photo ordeal and Angela had done her best to put it out of her mind and remain positive. It was becoming harder every day however as she became more and more exhausted and more confused about what was happening to her body.
“She said a lot of things, insinuating I’d done it myself for some kind of cheap thrill and making catty remarks about what Steve must think. She’s frustrated I think because there’s nothing she really can do. I have a pretty tight contract and she could write me up for this and even dock pay, but she’s scared to death to fire me. She has a fear of litigation and I know that she thinks I’d sue her.”
“Good, let her be afraid. I’m still pissed at her for those photos she sent Steve.”
Angela smiled at her friend. She loved having Joanne in her corner. “Thanks,” she said. She took a sip of her drink then and yawned. Joanne frowned and said,
“When is your doctor’s appointment?”
“On Monday finally,” she said.
“Good, because honey you know how gorgeous I think you are...but lately, you’ve looked like hell.”
“Gee Joanne, thanks,” Angela was smiling. She knew what she meant.
“You look so tired all the time. Are you still not sleeping?”
“I sleep...too much, I think. I just feel so weird most of the time when I wake up. I know you don’t like hearing this, but thank God for Thomas.”
“You’re right,” she said, “I don’t like hearing it. I still think he’s responsible for those photos somehow.”
“Jo...”
“Who else, Ang? He’s the only one who both had access to you to take those photos and access to your files at work. And, he’s turned into a big fucking weirdo.”
Angela rolled her eyes and said, “He’s really been helping me out a lot lately. He’s been doing my laundry and when I’m home he cooks dinner every night...”
“He’s trying to keep you roped in,” she said.
“Why won’t you even consider that you’re wrong about this?”
“Because I’m not. If you didn’t have a place to go and soon, I might have come and moved you out myself.”
“You sound so much like Steve. Are you sure Ana’s his only sister?”
Joanne laughed and sipped her drink. “Steve and I both just have good instincts...and they’re screaming out all over the place whenever Thomas is around lately. You only have a week to go, be wary of him, okay?”
Thomas had been her savior the past week. He insisted she take a nap when she got home from work every day and when she got up he’d have a bath drawn for her with her bath salts and oils already in it. He would lay out her towel and then sweetly retreat and then have her favorite tea ready before bed. He hadn’t looked at her lustfully or made any kind of mean comments about her and Steve in awhile. She felt like he was finally moving on with his grief and that made him more comfortable again, just being her friend.
He’d really washed, dried and folded all of her laundry too, and if he didn’t cook, he’d order something in for them to eat every night and then insist that she rested while he cleaned up. He told her it was just until she saw the doctor and he told her what to do to start feeling better. Knowing now how he feels about her, she knew doing all of that for a person you’re attracted to and getting nothing in return had to be so hard. She had a new-found respect for him, even if Jo and Steve didn’t.
Joanne and Angela changed subjects and Joanne passed on some gossip she’d heard about people they’d known in college. It felt good to just talk and laugh with no pressure put on her to try and explain the things that had been going on in her life. Something kept telling her that once she had her own place, things would get better. She hoped she was right.
That evening when Joanne dropped her off at the loft, Thomas was still up watching television. He looked up at her and smiled when she came in. “Hey there! How was it?”
“Good, she told him, taking a seat in the chair opposite from him. Joanne always makes me feel better.”
He frowned and said, “She doesn’t care much for me lately...what’s up with that?”
“She still cares about you,” Angela lied. “This has all just been a lot for everyone, you know? There for a while you were kind of in a mood all the time. You know how Jo is. She’s a happy party girl. She wants everyo
ne to be happy all the time and she doesn’t trust you if you’re not.”
He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “There’s something I wanted to talk to you about,” he said.
“Sure, what is it?”
“You want something to drink first? How about I make us some tea?”
“Sounds good,” she said. “Only I hope it just helps me not dream so that I can actually get some rest.” Thomas went into the kitchen and prepped her tea bag first. A minute later she got up and joined him. She rested back into the counter as she watched him fill the tea kettle and sit it in the stove. He turned on the burner and then turned to look at her.
“What is it that you dream about?”
She blushed. She couldn’t tell him she dreamt about making love to him. Or not really making love...it was more like she was dreaming that he was forcing himself on her...and she wasn’t really resisting. It was all so sordid. She’d been doing her damnedest to discourage him. She felt like telling him that would either be leading him on or blaming him for something that couldn’t possibly be his fault, so she lied. “I can’t really remember them, clearly,” she said, “They’re just really intense and there’s a lot of....”
“A lot of what?”
“Sex...I’m having sex dreams.”
“Oh, well that doesn’t sound so bad,” he said with a grin.
“Shut up! It’s bad.”
He looked at her seriously then and said, “Maybe your dreams are trying to tell you something.”
She furrowed her brow. “Like what?” she asked.
He shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t know exactly who or what you’re dreaming about so I can’t really say, but I have this book about dreams. It’s really interesting. When you’re up to it, you can read it for yourself and see what you think.”
She nodded, “Sure, it couldn’t hurt. I have to figure something out. I’m going to look fifty before I turn twenty-five if I don’t start getting some kind of rest.”
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