On Angel's Wings

by Prince, Nikki

  It was funny the things he remembered and didn’t. Like starting the shower seemed second nature to him, reminding him that he'd at least seen it done before. But that strange food she called a sandwich hadn't been anything he remembered. Nor did he remember who he was or what he was doing there, other than to help her. He entered the shower and quickly cleansed himself. He glanced down at his cock and frowned. Even though he’d come when she had, he still had a hard on.

  He let the hot water wash over his body, placing his hands on the shower wall. He braced himself there, letting the heat seep into his limbs. He tried to wrap his mind around figuring out who he was, but the only thing that he kept coming back to was he was here for Alexa. That was the only thing that made sense to him, and he knew that if he could just help her, then everything else would fall into place.

  Glancing down, he looked at his cock, still stiff and throbbing, and did the only thing he could do besides ignore it. Taking himself in hand, he began to stroke while keeping his other hand braced on the wall. He had to make quick work of this erection, since he didn't want to face her like this again, and it wouldn't go over well. He grunted as he quickened his strokes, his fist tightening about the reddened head. His balls drew up, and then his thick cream spurted from the head of his cock into the running water.

  The water was quickly turning cold as he pressed his forehead against the shower wall, panting and trying to compose himself again. When he was able to, he rewashed himself, got out, dried off and dressed. He figured he'd stalled long enough and decided it was time to go and face him.

  ****

  Alexa found herself at a loss after the encounter with Angelo. After the long shower, she’d dressed and settled in a large chair in her bedroom. She lay on the bed, holding Tessa's stuffed animal tightly to her chest when she heard him at the door tapping softly.

  "Go away, Angelo."

  "I can't, Alexa. Please, I need to talk to you."

  "I don't want to talk. What I want is for you to be gone. But that isn't going to happen any time soon."

  "Let me at least apologize."

  "You've apologized, now go away." She knew she sounded like a petulant child, but she also knew that if he came in she would want to die of embarrassment at how easily she'd given in to him.

  "Alexa, please let me talk to you." Something in his voice made her relent, and she stood up placing the stuffed animal back on her bed. She opened the door, but only enough so that he had to stay outside in the hallway.

  "I'm sorry. I couldn't resist touching you. You can't tell me you don't feel the same pull towards me. Shouldn’t we be past denial, even in such a short time?"

  "Angelo, I just want to forget what happened. We can't revisit it ever again. I am not looking for someone to replace my husband."

  "I'm not asking you to. If anything I want you to see me differently."

  "None of this makes sense. Why are you doing this?"

  “Because I want you to know and to comprehend that you’re worthy of love.”

  “It’s not your job to show or to help me to realize that.” Then it hit her fully that he’d said the word love. “How could you possibly love me?”

  “Quite easily, Alexa.”

  She looked at him and frowned. He looked so serious, as if he actually believed every word he said. “Please, just back off. I can’t do this right now.”

  “I know it hurts.”

  “How can you possibly tell me you know it hurts? Have you ever lost your child and your husband on the same day?”

  “I can’t pretend to even know the full extent of your pain, Alexa. But I do know how I feel and how I want to be the one to bring a smile to your face.”

  She sighed, closed her eyes tight, and counted to ten before opening them again. It hadn’t worked. He was still there looking at her and as handsome as ever. She could see his sincerity. His honesty stared her right in the face. He loved her; at least he believed he did. Right there, in the back of her mind, was doubt.

  “Just go, I need to get some work done today. We can have this conversation some other time. Right now though, I need you to take a step back and give me some space.”

  He nodded his head, moving backward to leave. He said. “I will give you all the time you need.”

  As he turned to leave, she spoke again. "No, on second thought, we need to talk. None of this makes sense. You shouldn't be here." She watched as he stopped in his tracks, turning to look at her.

  "What you're saying is pure madness. I have to be crazy to have let you stay here. No, I know I'm crazy. You're a stranger, an unknown man, who's staying in my house."

  "I won't hurt you."

  "So you've said. Strange as it is, I don't feel you'd do me physical harm. But you damn sure take liberties that you've no right to take. My life was fine until you showed up." It wasn't the truth, but he couldn't possibly know that.

  "No, you weren't. You couldn't be further from the truth. Once you realize that, things will start to look up."

  She straightened as he said those words, squaring her shoulders as she looked at him.

  "How can you know that?"

  "I can see it in your eyes."

  "Okay, I think that however you got here made you hit your head. You're crazy and this is all some sort of dream."

  “Touch me.”

  She backed up, swallowing. "No, I can't do that again. I can't touch you again."

  "Why?"

  "Because when I do, I forget myself. I see all the things that have been gone from my life since my family’s..." She swallowed hard. "Since they died. You make me forget, and I've only known you for a day. How is that possible? How does this make me a sane woman?"

  "Feeling again doesn't mean you forget them, Alexa. It doesn't mean that at all. It just means you’re starting anew. That’s how all of this is possible. Hiding from it won't make it go away, Alexa."

  "You came out of nowhere, Angelo. I mean, how do I even know your name is really Angelo?"

  "It is and I'm asking that you trust me. That you come touch me and tell me you don't feel it too." She was afraid. Afraid that if she touched him again, she would fall into the same madness he seemed to be suffering from.

  “Okay, I’ll do it.”

  She moved forward slowly, tentatively reaching out a hand to him. The flash of electricity that she felt in his touch was still there, right along with the feeling that she knew him. It wasn’t just a feeling in her body. It was also something she sensed deeply in her heart and mind. She felt him shift forward and into her hand, just resting his cheek there. He made no other advances, only peering into her eyes with that intense and seemingly perceptive gaze. There it was, what she’d been looking for, for a long time. She felt instantaneous trust, the immediate knowing that she was meant for something bigger, and it was all right there in the touch and the look in his eyes.

  “You feel it.”

  She nodded her head. “Yes, I feel it. I can even see it in your eyes.”

  “So what’s stopping you from taking what’s before you? What I give freely? I know that there is real joy to be found again, for you.”

  “I don’t know how to reach out for it anymore.” She removed her hand from his face, and she sighed as she felt his hands grip her waist, pulling her forward until she rested against him.

  “Then let me help you. I can show you what you need, in more ways than one. I’m not asking for just sex.”

  She chuckled at that. “Not asking for just sex? But you want it right?”

  He gave her a big grin. “Of course I want it…you. But it’s not all I want, Alexa.”

  “Damn, you’re too cute for my good.” Wasn’t this what she had dreamed of? This was her chance for happiness, perhaps. What more could she ask for when that happiness landed right in her yard? Angelo leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose, then placed his lips over hers. The kiss was deep and held promise of things to come. Things she wanted and knew that he’d be able to give her if she woul
d just reach out for it. She moaned, giving over to him in the kiss. Her hands moved to cup his head, allowing him to go even deeper. She parted her lips inviting him in. She wasn’t disappointed when his tongue swept into her mouth.

  Alexa whimpered softly, feeling her panties moisten with her juices as his flavor flowed over her tongue. She made up her mind then, she was going to go for it and play this out. The worst thing that could happen would be him leaving her, but the best thing that could happen would be that he stayed.

  She whimpered as he pulled back from the kiss to press his forehead against hers, panting raggedly.

  “Why’d you stop?”

  “If I don’t, I will be taking you right here in the hallway,” Angelo growled.

  “Do tell me why that’s a problem?”

  “As I said, I don’t want you just for sex.”

  “I know you want more. We can discuss that at a later date. But what’s happening right now? It’s something we both want right here, right now?”

  He pulled his head back, and her eyes locked with his as she smiled.

  “I’m not going to ask you if you’re sure.”

  “Good…don’t.” He walked her backwards and pressed her against the wall. His hands made quick work of her pants. Just as swiftly, he pulled off her shirt and left her there in her panties and bra. Her hands went to his pants and she removed them, undoing his shirt and just leaving it hanging open as he too stepped out of his pants. She gave him a small push and then moved from under him to dart back into the room, calling over her shoulder.

  “Stay right there.” She didn’t look to see if he’d listened. She went to her nightstand and pulled out a new box of condoms that she’d bought a little while back. She grinned to herself, remembering how she thought she’d never use them. She’d bought them on a whim when she’d first told herself she was going to find someone to be with and would need them. It had never happened, till now with Angelo. Opening it up, she grabbed one of the golden wrappers and walked back to him hastily.

  “We need this.” She held it up to him and grinned as his hands went right back to her waist, and he pressed her back against the wall.

  “Good thinking.”

  Since she still had her bra on, she tucked it in her bra and then wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in for his kiss again. She moaned as she felt his cock pressed against her. It was as if he was burning her through her panties. He thrust forward and she widened her stance, licking at his bottom lip, then tugging at it with her teeth. She had completely soaked her panties. She whimpered as he leaned forward and nipped the tops of her breasts then placed several kisses over the smarting skin. The slight pain mixed with the pleasure, and she wanted more.

  She glanced down at the tops of her breasts, and she could see the flesh was slightly raised from his teeth. Looking into his eyes, she smiled. “More, give me more, Angelo.” She knew she sounded demanding, but the sparkle she saw in his eyes told her that he didn’t mind it at all.

  “Give you more of what, Alexa?”

  “You, Angelo. I want more of you.”

  He kept his eyes locked with hers, and she let out a soft sigh of delight as he licked over the bites on her chest.

  “More of that?” He made one more swipe of his tongue over her breasts.

  She nodded her head quickly and couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped. He nipped and then licked her breast again.

  “Yes...” She knew she sounded breathless.

  “Is this all you want, Alexa?” With each word, he nipped her flesh, and she squirmed and nodded. He gave another nip to her breast, a bit harder this time. “I can’t hear you.”

  She groaned. “No, it’s not all I want. I want you, hard and hot, inside me right now, this fucking moment.”

  Alexa heard the crinkle of foil and realized then that her eyes were closed. She opened them to see him unsealing the condom with his teeth, tossing the packet, and then sliding the condom on his cock. With a sharp tug, he pulled her panties to the side, and thrust into her fully, not bothering to remove them as he looked into her eyes. She cried out in pleasure as he gave her what she wanted. He licked and nibbled at her breast, then captured a hard nipple in his mouth, rolling his tongue around it.

  She didn’t care they were out in her hallway against the wall, fucking like teenagers. It felt good, and most of all, it felt right. Hell, she thought as her head fell back against the wall, he felt right. Quick, hot and hard was what she needed at this point, and he was giving it to her in more ways than one.

  Alexa couldn’t get enough of him nor did it seem that he could get enough of her. The hallway was filled with the sounds of their flesh slapping against each other along with sighs and moans of pleasure from the both of them. She ran her hands along his shoulders and down his back as she held him. She was close. Her body tightened on his and she whimpered out his name.

  “Angelo...” Shuddering, she tightened her legs around his waist and then she felt as if she were flying.

  “Ahh yes, that’s it, Alexa, take your pleasure, baby.”The pictures that hung on the walls moved with his hard thrusting, but she didn’t care. She reveled in what was happening between them. Then she heard him give a hoarse cry and felt him jerking against her and pressing his face to her breasts as their breathing returned to normal. Finally, when she could breathe again, she found herself stroking one hand in his hair, just holding on to him.

  She wasn’t going to run away this time. She’d stay and see this through. The worse that could happen would be that he’d leave and she’d be alone. But she’d survived that before. In fact, it had been worse before. Alexa made up her mind she’d find out if he truly was an angel in disguise like he’d seemed that first night.

  Chapter Four

  He kept her penned against the wall, placing small kisses along her collarbone as he held her. He didn’t want to let her go. He became lost in her touch, and equally lost in her taste. Angelo didn’t want to stop, but he knew he must, at least for now. He worried that if he didn’t, she would revert back to being scared of him.

  Truly, he felt in his heart that she was the reason he was there; unfortunately, along with that knowing, he was not able to remember who he was. His purpose was her. He could feel it in his bones. He also had a feeling that Christmas could be pivotal in their relationship.

  Planting a soft kiss on her lips, he pulled back and brushed the hair out of her face. Tangling his fingers in her long black, curly locks, he looked in her eyes and smiled.

  “I know you’re kind of busy right now, but is there any way I can bother you for one of those peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?”

  Alexa began laughing and he could tell that perhaps things were getting better, and she nodded her head. Leaning in, he brushed his lips over hers, which stopped her laughter.

  “If you keep kissing me we won’t ever stop. So, on that note we need to get cleaned up. Then yes, I will make you a sandwich and even give you some milk, seeing as you like that as well.” She wasn’t pushing him away and that was a good thing. She was actually smiling at him and seemed more relaxed, which was another plus. Now to make sure it stayed that way. He slowly withdrew from her, groaning softly. Alexa couldn’t stop the moan that left her own lips.

  “I think that you should wash up in your bathroom, and I’ll do the same.” He looked at her with a frown, and she smiled and then continued. “Otherwise we won’t ever get to eat, because we can’t seem to keep our hands off each other.

  “Then I think you’re right about separate bathrooms.”

  “I thought you’d see it my way.” He smiled when he heard her chuckle. She gave his chest a gentle shove and moved away from him to head back into her room. Angelo watched her until she closed the door and he couldn’t see her anymore. He moved off to his own room, closing the door and entering the bathroom to clean himself.

  Angelo snickered to himself as he thought how it seemed that bathroom stops were becoming a necessary thing for them.
Not that he was even close to complaining. Everything that they did with one another had him more than believing that they were right for each other. When he’d finished cleaning up he left the bedroom. He heard her in the kitchen and figured she was working on making his sandwich so he decided he’d do a bit of exploring.

  **

  Alexa heard him moving around in the house but continued making his sandwiches. She figured he’d need two. She had to admit it was nice to have the sounds of someone else in the house. She smiled at how simple some of his tastes seemed to be. Almost as if he was an innocent. She looked out the window as she finished plating the food and noted that the snow was still falling.

  Yet even if she wanted him to go, it wasn’t going to happen, not at least until the weather began to cooperate. Though, if she were honest with herself, she didn’t want him to go. She wanted to explore what was happening, even if it hurt. Part of her healing would involve some hurt; it was what Doctor Fenton had told her many times. So this seemed to be where that lesson would start.

  Alexa moved to the table in the kitchen, set their plates down and then went to grab milk and glasses. Such simple food, but it would be nice to have someone to share it with. It had been way too long since she’d allowed herself to be close to anyone else. She smiled as she even thought of perhaps making a small Christmas-like dinner for them both. As quickly as she thought of that idea, she dismissed it. She was acting as if she was setting up house again. For all she knew this could be what she’d heard termed a ‘booty call.’ The voice in her head was saying otherwise, but of course it was. How long had she been without someone in her life?

  The touch to her shoulder made her jump. She hadn’t realized she was just standing there daydreaming, nor had she heard or seen him come into the room.