Book 2 in the erotic Desires series
Touching Angel's Desires.
A woman scorned, out for revenge, believes she can do whatever she pleases, including lies and manipulation. A woman you will either love or hate. She doesn't care what people think, she is Angel the owner of a sexclub, and has anything she wants at the click of her fingers.
Angel’s life was one, big, long, dream come true. Young, beautiful, sexy, and in charge of Desires—the best sex club in the country. An entire staff of delicious men and delectable women was at her beck and call, ready to indulge her every carnal whim.
When vulnerable abuse survivor Stacie Clifford tentatively approached Desires for help getting her sexual confidence back, Angel had no qualms about assigning her secret favourite Dan McVeigh as her tutor. Gentle and sweet, Dan was just what Stacie needed.
Angel hadn’t realized just how powerful her suppressed feelings for Dan were until she noticed Dan and Stacie were getting on a little too well. Despite Dan’s insistence that all was strictly professional, maybe it was time to persuade Stacie that Desires was not for her. Just how far would Angel go to keep Dan to herself?
No one touched Angel’s Desires.
Angel turned to look at him as she opened the door. His face was as calm and passive as ever. Not for the first time she wondered how he really felt. He never gave anything away, kept his heart close. She opened the door and went in. Dan followed her and closed the door behind them. Angel watched Dan take a seat on the leather sofa. He sank back, placing his right foot onto his left knee. She let her eyes wander over his tight body, dressed in black jeans and an open-necked purple shirt. His dark hair curled slightly at the neckline.
Angel walked calmly to the front of her desk, perching her bottom on the edge. His eyes captivated her—her heart raced. She licked her lips seductively as he watched her.
Aroused, she opened her legs as far as the tight pencil skirt would allow her. Angel watched him watch her, his gaze flicking down to her naked pussy.
“What can I help you with?” he asked, looking back at her eyes.
“Oh, you know, the usual.”
“No, me,” she told him, hitching up her skirt to her hips. She sat her bottom fully on the desk and leaned her weight back on her hands, widening her thighs, her pussy on full show to him. “Lick it,” she commanded him.
Dan stood up. He walked toward her and stared down at where she sat wantonly on the desk, then licked his lips and knelt before her. Angel clenched her muscles in preparation for his touch. She slapped her pussy impatiently, wanting him immediately.
She felt Dan’s fingers widen her labia, and then he inserted them in her slick pussy. Angel cried out, dropping her head backward as his thumb traced over her clitoris. She shuffled her bottom backward and brought her feet up to the desk, widening her thighs still further and riding Dan’s fingers. Her body erupting, she could hear her juices as Dan finger-fucked her. He began to pound her pussy, bending down and applying the tip of his tongue to her clitoris.
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