Chapter 33

**Brad’s POV**

I stepped away from her and pulled her further into the room. I pressed the palm of my hands to her chest, feeling comfort in the unsteady rhythm of her heart beat, testimony of carnal desire. I knew she was studying me. My own body surged to life, I clenched my jaw, I needed to control my own desires. I couldn’t push her unless she was ready. She had to be sure.

For a while I was content with feeling the rhythm of her heart beat, knowing that mine was just as raged. She raised on her toes and pressed her lips to mine. I was astounded but I didn’t complain. I wrapped my arms around her waist but I didn’t pull her flush against me. I was waiting for her to lead.

She pressed closer to me, our bodies colliding, our heat fusing and rising. She pressed her lips harder to mine and my control was in rags. I continued to kiss her searchingly, giving her a chance to change her mind. Angela snaked her arms around my neck, one hand trailing my abdomen. All sense was gone. I tightened my grip on her and pressed her to me. She moaned encouragingly and I continued to mould her body to mine. I trailed my fingers up her back and felt her shudder. I slowly unzipped her dress, prolonging the removal of her dress only added to the tension surrounding us.

Pulling the zip to its limit I tore my lips away from her and leaned back slightly to stare at her, she met my gaze unwaveringly; I rested my arms on her shoulders and eased the dress off. Once again it fell to the floor and Angela stepped out it.

She stepped back into my arms and I whispered into her ears, “You are stunning.” My hands trailed her body, envisioning the creaminess I had in full view only seconds ago. Her skin was soft and a certain pleasure ran through at being the only one gifted with such perfection. It was as if she was mine.

I brought our lips together in a heated match for control. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth, tasting, devouring, and taking. She moaned and my heart sped up. Why did she affect me so?

I reached behind her and undid the clutches of her bra. It fell to the floor and I stopped breathing altogether. I pulled her against me again and tumbled her onto the bed. I crashed my lips against hers, I cupped one of her breasts in a teasing and pleasuring manner I began to knead. She arched against me and came in contact with my very awake member. I groaned into her lips as heat, hot, and damaging as the fire spread through my veins.

I removed my lips from her and began trailing open-mouthed kisses over her jaw, the base of her ear and down the side of her neck. She squirmed beneath me and it did nothing to cool the fire burning deep within. I hovered over her, over the two mounds of flesh at her chest. I took one into my mouth and heard a startled pleasure filled cry escape from her lips.

She buried her fingers in my hair, tightening them into fists as she arched against me. I held her steady, my hands on her waist. I trailed lower my fingers hooking into the sides of her underwear. I tightened my grip on them and tugged, I pushed them down, and with the movement of her legs, and Angela succeeded in removing them.

I slipped one finger into her softness, testing if she was ready. I heard her surprised groan and smiled against her skin. She reached for the buttons of my pants with fumbling hands. I helped her and discarded my clothing as well.

I reached up and stared into her as I positioned myself between her legs. I was searching, giving her one last opportunity to back away. She raised and pressed her lips against mine and I slowly eased into her, I felt her still as I pushed further in. I kissed her harder, giving her time to adjust to me. Then slowly I eased out and back in. A slow rhythm that required all of my self-control. I could feel the beads of sweat on my forehead as I clenched my teeth.

Her hand tightened around me, her fingers digging into the flesh of my arms as I moved us steadily, tension building and building. Everything whirled and the earth itself seemed to shake. She kissed me harder, soft moans escaping her lips until I felt her tighten around me and her body shuddered, a muffled cry escaping from her lips. I reached my own release and slumped against her, burning my face into the crook of her neck.

**Angela’s POV**

The pleasure I experienced I never knew existed as Brad eased in and out of me. I was lost! His touch fractured me and I whirled into a world of bliss. Brad rolled off me and pulled me against him. “Are you in pain?” He questioned.

“No,” I answered. He seemed contented with my answer for now, he nestled himself closer to me and when I heard his breathing steady I knew he was asleep. I settled against him and fell asleep too. Reveling in the night’s occurrence as well as the comfort I felt in him arms.