Deviation (Deviate Series)

by Morales, Dani

  “You’re killing me, Nevaeh. You know that right?” He forces his voice out.

  “You’ll survive; after all you’re an angel.” I laugh as I wrap the blanket around me.

  “You have ten minutes,” he yells through the door.

  “I’ll be ready in five, just let me put some shorts and a top on,” I yell back.

  I wash my face real quick, get dressed, and I’m bouncing right out the door. I’m so excited to see Stacy’s Ranch that I can barely contain myself. Angel’s sitting at the bar in the kitchen drinking coffee. I grab a bottle of water and a glass of orange juice. He looks up from whatever he was looking at on his phone to raise his eyebrows at me. I shrug at him and grab an apple out of the fruit basket.

  “Ready?” I ask, still bouncing in my spot.

  “If you can stand still for more than a minute and drink that juice we can go.” He laughs at me.

  “What? I’m really excited…so sue me.” I already feel like I’m 5 years old, bouncing with excitement so I stick my tongue out at him.

  “Be careful with that, Nevaeh, you might start something you can’t finish.” He drops his eyes to my mouth.

  I stop midair with the apple coming to my mouth and just stare at him. I take a bite of the apple, finish the juice, and ignore the tension that’s already starting to build between us. I’m rinsing out my glass when he places his arms on either side of me.

  “Angel, we need to go,” my voice comes out a little louder than a whisper.

  He turns me around to face him, “So let’s go.”

  I know there’s another meaning to what he’s trying to convey and I try to ignore it, but he’s not having it. The fire is starting all over again, burning its way through my body and settling in my lower abdomen. I bite my lip out of nervousness and that’s all it takes for him to react. He lifts me up, placing me on the edge of the sink, as he stands between my legs. His lips skip touching mine but make it to my neck. I can’t help the moan that escapes, but it only fuels his desire. I push him back, hoping off the edge, and walk to the door. I’m going to spontaneously combust if I can’t control my hormones.

  A few moments pass before he joins me. We don’t say anything but pick up our bags and make it to the car. The one thing I’m used to doing is the one thing I can’t bring myself to do with him. Not yet. My body is craving the release that I know he can bring me but I’m not used to having it tied into my emotions. Sex was always just a means to obtain a goal. I’m scared shitless to have sex with Angel because what goal will I be obtaining? I’m not sure I’ll be able to survive it.

  It’s still dark outside and a song comes on the radio that I’ve never heard but love immediately.

  “Who sings this?” I ask, looking at him.

  “’You are my Hope’ by Skillet.” He glances at me.

  The lyrics remind me of him and before I chicken out I say what’s on my mind. “This is our song, Angel. This is who you are to me in every sense of the words they sing.” I lean over and kiss his cheek.

  “Don’t ever doubt that, Angel. Ever, “I say as I turn up the music and stare out the window.

  The rest of the drive is quiet. The sun is starting to rise, painting the sky in beautiful pinks and oranges. God, I love Texas sunrises and sunsets. There is nothing more beautiful than being able to watch them. The sunlight touches on a massive iron fence surrounding more land than I have ever seen. I look over at him to see a smile playing on his lips. No way can this be his house. We pull up to gates with Barajas etched into the iron.

  “I guess you weren’t playing when you said your family is rich,” I say under my breath.

  “No, I wasn’t,” he replies with an edge to his voice.

  Once we park, we grab our bags, and make our way to the door. Just as Angel is about to knock on the door, it’s swung open and Stacy is pulling me into a hug. Ready for it this time, I don’t stiffen but relax into it. The excitement on her face is contagious, and it carries away the weird mood from the car.

  Angel definitely gets his taste from his mother because this house deserves to be on the cover of Country Living. She puts me in the room with Angel, causing me to blush, and him to laugh. We head to her patio out back for breakfast. There is so much food, more than I can even dream of consuming, but it smells so good that I know I will definitely try.

  Stacy excuses herself while we stay out there and look around the land. She has a barn off to the right, a riding pen to the left of that, and on the left side of the yard is a line of trees. I stand up and walk down the steps, across the softest grass, and continue walking in the direction of the trees. As I get closer I can hear the sound of splashing water. I walk through the trees, climb over some trunks that have fallen, and try to be careful not to fall, or step on any of the creatures scurrying about. I break through the last bit of trees and can see the water in front of me. A few ducks are splashing around and frogs are jumping from the bank into the water. It’s not what I was expecting. The water isn’t clear like an ocean or pool, but it’s not murky like I expected it to be.

  I spot a boulder close to the edge of the water. Making my way over to it, I remove my shoes and sit at the edge of the rock, allowing my feet to dangle in the water. I lift my face up to the sky and watch the birds take flight. Then this beautiful blue bird catches my attention. It’s sitting on a tree branch to the right of me and it begins singing this beautiful melody. Wishing I was Snow White and could actually sing to the animals like she does, I take the chance and get up to walk over to it. Stepping into the water causes me too lose my footing and I begin to slip, falling toward the water when I’m caught.

  Embarrassment takes over and a nervous giggle escapes my mouth. I look at Angel to see a vibrant smile on his face. It reaches his eyes causing them to sparkle with humor. I look back towards the bird and it’s still sitting there watching us. I walk over to it and just when I’m about to touch it, it sings a little tune and then flies away. Pouting as I turn around, Angel laughs at me, and then he’s pulling me into his arms. I don’t think I’ve ever been hugged by him. Embraced, yes. Touched, yes. But hug, no. That’s a shame all on its own. I relax into him and breathe him in. As I turn my face into his neck, I place a soft kiss just below his ear causing him to shiver.

  No matter how hard and how much I try to fight it, it’s there. It’s a constant hum beneath my skin and everywhere he touches me I feel it. I can’t fight it anymore and finally realize I don’t want to fight it. Somewhere on the way here the decision was made within to just be happy. Angel makes me happy. I bring my hands to rest behind his neck, twine my fingers into his hair and bring my lips to his. His arms come around me, one resting at the nape of my neck, the other fanned out across the small of my back pulling me into him.

  We stand there kissing, feeling, exploring each other’s mouths and bodies for as long as we can take it. He hooks his hands around my thighs bringing them up to wrap around him as he makes his way out of the water. He sits down with me in his lap facing him. Our breathing is the only thing I hear as my eyes search his. This is the moment where there’s no going back. I see the fight he’s battling in his eyes.

  “Are you sure?” He asks.

  I use my lips to answer his question, silencing anything else that might come out of his mouth. I rise up on my knees, straddling him as his hands remove my shirt. He feathers kisses down my neck, across my collar bone, and in the valley between my breasts. My breathing is becoming labored and my heart feels like it’s going to pop out of meat any moment. I pull his shirt over his head and allow my hands to explore his muscular back. He lowers one bra strap, then the other, and then it’s being unclasped.

  I bite my lip as his tongue traces its way to one nipple. When he takes it into his mouth I don’t hold back the moan that escapes me. He repeats the torture with my other breast and his fingers twist and pull on the other, making sure nothing is being neglected. With my fingers entangled in his hair, I drag his face off of my body and crush my
lips to his. This is the first time I’ve ever kissed someone in this situation and the zings that are flying through me make it that much more amazing. The nerves all over my body are overloaded, every piece of skin he touches is singing. It’s never been like this. I’ve always been detached, but god, if this doesn’t feel amazing and we haven’t even started doing anything yet.

  Angel’s hands reach between us, unbuttoning my shorts, reaching into them grabbing my ass. He lifts me up as my hands go to his shoulders to hold my balance. He’s kissing his way down my stomach, sliding my shorts off as he goes, and he reaches my panty line, skimming along the hem with his nose. Goose pimples rise all over my body in anticipation of what’s to come. He places a kiss over my panties causing my hips to jerk toward him. He lowers my body back down on top of his lap and I bring my hands to the top of his pants and unbutton them. I can feel the bulge begging to be set free. I move to kneel in between his legs, and he lifts his hips up allowing me to pull his pants and boxers down in one swift movement.

  I’m awestruck. I’ve never ogled a guy’s body before, but Angel is one that needs to be worshiped. I swear he’s an actual angel, no way is it fair for someone to be as perfect inside and out like he is. Biting my lip, I run my hands up his legs, across his defined abs, down to the one thing that’s standing to attention. He lets out a moan as I wrap my hands around him and he grows harder. Stroking him a few minutes has him panting, then he’s lifting me, and tearing my panties off all in one movement. He aligns himself with my entrance and stares into my eyes as he slowly brings me down on him. I scream at the contact, causing him to pause, but when I shake my head, he continues and a few moans escapes us both. My knees are on the outside of his thighs as he takes my mouth for a sensual kiss. It’s slow, deliberate; he’s pouring all the love he has into it.

  I’ve never felt as full, as complete, as I do in this moment. I break off the kiss and stare into his eyes as I start rolling my hips. Swirling them as I rise up on my knees to lower myself slowly. I’m about to pick up the pace when he rises up on his knees, causing me to lay back on the grass. My legs automatically wrap around him, my heels pressing into his firm ass causing him to press into me harder.

  The weight of him on top of me should make me feel like I’m being crushed but it has the complete opposite effect. I want to feel all of him on me. I bring my hips up to match his thrusting and I can feel it, the tingling sensation all over my body and my muscles tightening around him. His pace is picking up speed and then there’s an explosion. My muscles clench him, keeping him inside me, taking everything he has. Warmth is spreading all over my body and I can’t catch my breath as wave after wave of pure, mind consuming pleasure takes over everything in me.

  Somewhere in the back of my fuzzy mind I heard myself scream his name and him scream mine when we both were coming undone. This is how my first time should have been. A tear escapes out of the corner of my eye and I hope he doesn’t see it.

  “Nevaeh? I didn’t hurt you did I?” he goes to move off me.

  I grab onto him, pulling him down onto me, feeling his weight crush me. “No, you didn’t hurt me,” I manage to get out.

  “Then what’s wrong, why are you crying?” He asks looking into my watery eyes.

  “I’m crying because I’m happy,” I laugh, “this is how it should’ve always been. Like this, with you. You’re it, Angel.”

  The look that appears on his face as he realizes what I just said is priceless. It’s like its Christmas and he just got the best gift in the world. I’ve never been looked at like he’s looking at me right now.

  “I love you, Nevaeh. I know it seems cliché to say that after we just had sex, but I do. I want you to know you’re it for me, too.” Then he kisses me and everything floats away.

  Chapter 24

  Sleeping in separate rooms is a little comical considering we just had sex, but I refused to share a room with Angel. It just seemed totally inappropriate under his mother’s roof. Although she did laugh when I asked for a separate room, she understood I was trying to respect her.

  My body was so alive after our sexcapade down by the lake. It was absolutely perfect. It was the way it should have been the first time, and every time after that. I can feel this link tying us together. It’s like I could pick him out anywhere. I know he’s a few rooms down from me, but it’s like I’m being pulled in his direction.

  I look over at the clock and see its only 8 o’clock. We ate take out with his mom for dinner, but when she retired to her room, Angel and I followed suit. I look around the room to see if there’s something I could occupy myself with but see nothing.

  The room is much smaller than the one I have at Angel’s house. It’s almost an exact replica of the white room, except, instead of all white furniture, it’s more rustic. It’s just as gorgeous, though, and the bed has an old quilt giving it a country feel. There’s also a wrought iron star within a circle hanging on the wall over the bed. The decorations in the rest of the room are pretty sparse. Deciding I might as well get ready for bed, I open the door and see the bathroom free. I grab my overnight bag and a pair of pajamas. I walk down the hall with my head down and run into someone.

  “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry,” I rush out and look up into Angel’s smiling face.

  “We really need to stop running into each other, Nevaeh,” he laughs.

  My face heats up and my body ignites into a million tiny sparks. I bite my lip to stop myself from saying or doing anything stupid. His eyes darken slightly as his hand reaches up to my face, pulling my lip free from the torture my teeth were inflicting upon it.

  “Would you like to take a walk with me, beautiful?” his voice is low.

  “Sure. Let me just put my stuff back real quick.”

  He follows me back to the room, watches me place my stuff on the bed, and when I reach him, he takes my hand. The butterflies start taking flight in my abdomen with his simple touch. We make it outside and I’m speechless. The ranch was beautiful during the day in the sun but it holds nothing compared to the way it looks at night.

  The moon is illuminating everything with this ethereal glow, making it all appear stunning. We walk around the house toward the back, the piece of the grounds I haven’t seen yet. This morning when we had breakfast only part of the backyard was visible. There’s a swing set, a pool, and a gazebo. As we pass the gazebo, Angel grabs a blanket. I’m so mesmerized by the breathtaking beauty that when he tugs my hand down, I fall on top of him.

  Laughing, we both sit up to catch our breath. He moves me to sit in between his legs so I can lean against his chest. Angel shows me the different constellations in the sky until he can’t find anymore. I never realized how smart he actually is until this moment.

  We lapse into this comfortable silence, bathed in the moonlight, and wrapped in each other’s arms. I couldn’t be happier than I am in this moment.

  Angel shifts me so he can lie down and I curl into his side. My head rests over his heart and my heart matches the steady rhythm. All the different sounds of nature play a lullaby for us. I can see myself living on a ranch like this, kept away from all the temptations of the city.

  It’s something to think about…way later, down the line. I can tell he loves it here, too, his whole body feels at ease. I close my eyes, allowing my other senses to experience everything. Angel’s asleep. I can feel it in the steady rhythm of his heart beat and the way he’s breathing.

  I turn slightly, to get more comfortable, and his arm tightens around me, pulling me back into him. With a slight giggle, I relax back into him. I guess I’m sleeping outside. I hope no bugs crawl all over us. It’s the last thought I have before I feel the musical sound of Mother Nature lulling me to sleep.

  Chapter 25

  I feel warmth on my face one moment and the next I’m being hit with water. Curling my face into Angel’s neck, the water hits my back and I let out a little scream. Damn, that water is cold. Hearing my scream, Angel’s eyes pop open and survey the area.<
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  When the sprinkler makes its way back over to us, it hits him in the face this time. The look on his face is so priceless and it makes me double over in laughter. When I’m finally able to control myself, the incredulous look on his face causes a new set of giggles to begin.

  I see his face change and a challenge is shining in his eyes. I narrow mine at him when I see him shift his weight like he’s about to take off running. I take off right into one of the sprinklers and it soaks me even though I just passed through it quickly. I can hear his laughter getting closer, but since I’m already soaked, I make sure I hit every sprinkler around the yard.

  It’s so tempting to turn around and see how soaked he is, but I know if I do that I’ll fall down. I’m not the steadiest on my feet and throwing water into the mix is begging for disaster. I’m about to round the corner to head to the front of the house when arms circle me. I let out a little scream, surprised at being caught, and then I’m being lifted. He’s dragging me back to the center of the sprinklers as I’m wiggling, trying to break free of his grasp.

  When he has me in the center and the water is hitting us from every possible direction, he sets my feet back on the ground, and turns me to face him. I look up at him and he has the biggest smile on his face. As hard as I try, I can’t fight my own smile. I bring my arms up and lock them together behind his head and he locks his around my waist.

  Staring into each other’s eyes has become second nature. It’s an automatic response when we are close to each other. As I stretch to meet his lips, he bends down, and our lips touch. I will never get tired of kissing him. Each kiss is a different experience, eliciting different emotions consuming me entirely.

  Before it can go any further, I break away, leaving a very stunned Angel rooted in place. As I tip toe to my room, making sure I don’t leave puddles behind me, I hear Stacy giggling, and I freeze.