Chapter Nineteen

"Why, Angel," he said. "I seem to recall the first real conversation we had. Do you remember what we talked about?"

"Yes, I remember every word," Angel said, her long body dressed in nothing but a seductive nightdress.

"Aren't you supposed to be a chaste christian girl, Angel? Especially when you have that name too," he said. "Yet here you are, panting in desire and waiting for me to ravish you."

"Don't make me wait any longer!" Angel protested.

"What do you want?"

"Fuck me, my Lord!"

"Oh, Angel," Darrow said, chuckling darkly. "I'm sorry, but my will be done."

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"Remove my shirt," Darrow ordered.

Angel shot to her feet and erased the distance between them, and she found herself right before him in a split second. She touched her fingers to his collar and tugged on it.

"Unbutton it slowly," he said.

Her hands dropped below his collar, reaching down to touch the first button on top. She unbuttoned it, and trailed her fingers down to the next button, unbuttoning that too, until finally his shirt parted to reveal his bare chest and abdomen. She moved her hands towards his naked body.

"Remove your hands from me."

Her hands stopped in midair, her eyes pleading with Darrow. He gave a laugh in his deep voice as he shrugged out of his shirt.

"Now, run your hands all over my body."

She touched her hands to his bare chest, and the moment their skin connected, fireworks exploded behind her eyes. She gasped at the heat on his body. Tracing the rough, hard plain of his body, she traced her way from his chest down to his abdomen, where his solid pecs greeted her hands like gold to a beggar.

"I think that's enough," he said.

She removed her hands.

"Please, my Lord, touch me."

"Well," Darrow said with a grin. "I hope you enjoy disappointment, Angel."

Then he left the room.

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It was the next morning and Darrow stepped out of the steaming shower after wrapping a towel around his waist. The moment he left the bathroom, he found Angel standing outside, her eyes wild with desire. She was positively almost at her breaking point, and that utterly thrilled him.

"Lord, fuck me!"

"Do you remember the rights you signed away to me, Angel?"

"Yes, I have to obey you."

"That's correct," he said. "So freeze on the spot."

She froze.

He walked up to her, hovering his mouth above hers. "What are you thinking about?"

"You know what I'm thinking about," Angel said as she ran her eyes up and down his body.

Darrow reached down and with one quick pull, he dropped his towel to the floor.

"Oh, save me," Angel cried softly. Her hand inched at her side towards him.

"I said," Darrow pronounced carefully. "Freeze."

"Why are you doing this to me?" Angel protested.

"Tell me what you're thinking."

"I'm thinking about your cock inside me," Angel panted. "Oh Christ, save me. I can't take this anymore. It looks so - so fucking tasty. I want - I need - "

"Back up onto the bed now," he ordered and she backed up until the back of her knees touched the bed. Her eyes still glued to his cock, she sat herself down on the bed, pushing herself back further up the bed.

Darrow climbed the bed after her, and she put her back on the bed. He hovered his body over her, enclosing her in with either arm at the both sides of space beside her head.

"Let me give you a b-blowjob, please - I - ," Angel said. "Or even - or what about a h-handjob. Please, l-let me touch you!"

"Speak properly," he said. "Repeat after me. Please."

"Please."

"May I have."

"May I have!"

"Permission."

"Permission!" Angel gasped.

"To touch you."

"To t-touch you!"

Darrow neared her lips. "No, you may not."

"Fuck, fuck!" Angel said, her hands covering her eyes.

"Regretting signing that contract now?"

"Fuck, I don't even know anymore!"

"Now, Angel," he said. "Be a good girl and put your hand between your legs for me."

"Why?"

"You know why. I want you to touch yourself for me."

"You do it," she begged.

"You belong to me," he said. "Or have you forgotten how you have already signed your soul over to me?"

"Okay, okay," she said, her hands disappearing between her legs. She touched her fingertip to her clit and circled it, the desire that was already there bursting forth. She let out a moan as she ran her finger up and down her opening. "Please…"

Darrow took her finger between two of his fingers, and used it to press it hard into her clit. Angel's lower body left the bed to push into his finger, her hips moving side to side in a futile effort to feel his finger on her.

A frustrated shout left her mouth.

Darrow erupted into laughter and removed his fingers from hers. With two hands on either side of her leggings, he tugged it forcefully down her legs before throwing them to the ground. He took her top and pushed it up past her breasts along with her bra. Dropping his face down to her, he caught one of her hard peaks in his mouth and her back arched into his lips.

He swiped his tongue over her hard nipple before grazing his teeth against it, causing her to gasp in pleasure. He bit into it gently before he sucked hard on it.

"Fuck, yes!" Angel said.

Grasping onto her other breast with his hand, he reached up to her to crash his mouth onto hers. She sucked the air from his mouth as he placed several short kisses down onto her lips. Kicking her legs open, he nestled himself between them as he sucked onto her lips before pushing his tongue into her mouth. He explored her mouth, his legs pushing up the sides of her body, shoving her legs up his hips.

"Do you want this?" Darrow said.

"More than I want anything, Mr. President!"

In one split second, he sheathed himself inside of her, pushing her body roughly up across the bed. He pulled out, only to slam back in with so much force, that Angel's hand shot out to hit the headrest of the bed. Pushing back on it, Darrow thrust into her again and her scream pierced the silent night. He quickened his pace in and out of her, and the bed shook along to the rhythm of their fucking. Putting one hand on her shoulder, he pushed her small frame back into his cock as he thrust in and out of her.

As they sped up, his hands found the back of her thighs. He collected both thighs up in the air before him and held them tightly together. Running a finger up and down her clit with his other hand, he slammed in and out of her until her ass turned red. Pushing her thighs to the side, he lowered his body down to her to deepen the thrusting, until finally, the orgasm exploded.