Fallen Angel by Lily Baldwin

Author:Lily Baldwin [Baldwin, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Duncurra Unbound
Published: 2018-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Angel gasped for breath. She stood with her back pressed against a cold brick wall. There was only hazy light and creeping shadow. Towering buildings surrounded her, growing taller with every breath she took. Shadows raced at her from every direction, lashing out with stinging fists and jabs, catching her face, her stomach. She tried to shield herself from the blows. “Leave me alone,” she cried, but the faceless villains taunted and laughed, mocking her fear. Terror choked the breath from her body. The darkness was closing in around her. She screamed, but then she froze.

A cool breeze, crisp and clean and good, lifted her hair off her shoulders.

“It’s alright. I’m here,” a deep voice said. His words echoed around her.

She turned, searching the darkness. “Ethan?” she whispered, her heart quaking.

“I’m here.”

She whirled around and glimpsed him emerging from the shadows.

“Ethan,” she shouted and ran to him, collapsing in his open arms. The alley faded away. Nothing remained but the two of them and soft, dewy light.

“I will always chase away the darkness,” he promised.

She stared at the sensual curve of his mouth. She was so hungry for his full lips. He pulled her close. “You are mine now.” His lips seized hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself into him. Her body ached. His fingers wove through her hair as he kissed her so hard, stealing the breath from her body. His tongue plunged into her mouth, caressing, teasing, stoking her need. He pulled away and tore her shirt over her head. Then his fingers hooked her bra straps, easing them down her shoulders, freeing her small, pert breasts. Her nipples hardened, aching for his touch. He bent his head and flicked his tongue over her soft, pink skin. Then he drew her nipple into his mouth. She groaned. “More, Ethan. I want more.”

He turned her around and pressed her back against his hard stomach and slipped his hand beneath the waist of her pants. Softly, he stroked her sensitive skin. Then his touch deepened. His finger gently slid inside her. She threw her head back. His lips and tongue made a hot trail down her throat and shoulders, scorching her flesh as he stroked her again and again. The ache continued to build. Her body was so hot and getting hotter and hotter and…

Angel sat up with a start. Her body throbbed from her nearly-fulfilling dream. The intercom buzzer went off, making her jump. She scooted off her bed, realizing the noise must have been what woke her up. She hurried over to the door and pressed the small, black button. “Who’s there?” she asked, hoping it was Ethan.

“United States Postal Service.”

She crossed the room and peeked out the window. A white postal van hugged the curb, and a man wearing the required blue pants stood on her front stoop with a large manila envelope in hand. Pulling on a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans, she slipped on her chef’s clogs, then headed toward the door.

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