Angels in Leather
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His words have warmth shooting through me, so I quickly unzip my dress and remove my bra before crawling over and onto his lap. He wraps his arms around my waist, and his lips find my throat as I gently lower myself onto his hard cock. He groans as I slide down his length, and he makes little sucking sounds with his mouth as he continues his assault on my neck. I gasp, and wrap my fingers around his arms, gently lifting myself back up before lowering myself again.
“Fuck baby,” he murmurs. “You’re so fuckin’ tight.”
He lifts his head from my neck, and looks over my shoulder. Then a growl escapes his throat. “Turn around.”
Huh? I lift my head and look down at him, and his eyes are wild with need. He lifts me off his cock, and spins me around, so my back is pressed against his chest, but I’m still riding him. I realize the moment I lift my head why he’s done it. There’s a mirror in front of us, and like this, we can both see...everything. He takes my hips in his hands, and he lifts me, and I feel my heart begin to pound.
I can see his cock slide out of my pussy, and when he lowers me down again, I can see it slip back in. Bolts of need shoot through my body, and I watch as my own nipples harden. Seeing myself like this would usually horrify me, but seeing Axel wrapped around me, his big arms encasing me, his mouth on my shoulder as he kisses me, makes it all so much more...beautiful.
“Watch with me,” I breathe, as I lift myself up again, watching his cock slide from my depths, before dropping back down.
Axel lifts his eyes, and his hands come around to cup my breasts. I can see his gaze like this, and it’s wild with lust and want. We stare at each other in the mirror, as I continue to lift myself up and down. His jaw is tight and his hands are rough on my breasts, but I don’t care. I love it. I love every second of it. I can feel my orgasm building, and right when I’m on the edge, Axel rasps, “Watch me when you come, watch me, Cricket.”
I fix my gaze on him, and I come so hard my body jerks in his lap. He groans, almost in delight, and keeps his eyes on me as he too, begins to come. Watching him lose control, watching the way his eyes almost haze over, and the way his mouth drops open with a groan, has everything inside me wanting more. Needing more of this. Of him. I whimper just from the sight of him releasing alone.
He’s so perfect.
Even when he doesn’t see it.
CHAPTER 18
MEADOW
If you love me you’ll see, I’m everything you’re meant to be.
Lady is having a party tonight. It’s been four days since Axel came and visited, but since then I’ve heard a little more each day from him. Tonight, I’m hanging out with Lady and her friends. I’m quite used to it now, most nights she has had friends over—three in particular. Trigg, Lisa and Coby. Lisa is a drag queen, too, and Trigg and Coby are bad boys, without fail. They seem like they’re her projects, in a sense. She looks after them like a mother would.
“There you are, dove.”
I hear Trigg’s voice, and I turn and see him standing in the doorway with two beers. I’m in the kitchen chopping some cheese for Lady’s platters. Trigg is tall, with blonde hair, and big brown eyes. He has tattoos all over him, running right up his neck, and even down over his fingers. He’s got piercings in his lips, and his ears, and he kind of reminds me of a gothic biker. Tonight, he’s wearing a leather jacket over a gray T-shirt with a set of old, faded denim jeans.
I won’t lie: there’s something about Trigg that has me uneasy, but he’s been really friendly to me this past week, and I can’t deny that it’s nice to have the idea of a friend right now. I give him a smile, and walk over, taking the beer from his hands. He leans against the doorframe, taking me in, letting his eyes roam over my body before looking back up at me. “What’s happening tonight, dove?”
I shrug. “Just helping Lady prepare for her party.”
“She sent me in to help you out,” he smiles.
I don’t quite believe him. “I’ll go and out check on her, make sure we’re doing what she needs then.”
I squeeze past him, taking a sip of the beer as I go. I don’t entirely like being alone with him. I walk through the living area, and smile and wave at Lisa, who is talking on her phone. She blows me a kiss, and I can’t help the silly smile that spreads across my face. She’s lovely, and funny. I step out front, and run into Coby. He grins down at me. He’s far nicer than Trigg, though I know he’s had a pretty rough life.
Coby has a massive scar that’s disfigured half of his face. Lady told me he got into a really bad knife fight, and went to jail for a few years. No one ever took care of that wound properly, and it ended up healing really bad. He’s got gentle eyes, though. He’s got dark, olive skin, and blue eyes so light the sky has nothing on them. His hair is surfer blonde, and even with the scar, he’s a very attractive man.
“Looks like Lady is having quite a party,” I say.
“’Fraid so, little lady,” he groans, rolling his eyes.
I giggle. “Well, if it gets out of hand, I’m sure we can escape.”
He chuckles. “I’ll hold you to that.”
I flash him a smile, and slip past him onto the well-lit front lawn. It’s evening now, the only time Lady comes to life. I spot her right away, talking to two older gentleman, and when I approach, she smiles at me and wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Glenn, Marcus, this is my friend, Meadow.”
“Fuck baby,” he murmurs. “You’re so fuckin’ tight.”
He lifts his head from my neck, and looks over my shoulder. Then a growl escapes his throat. “Turn around.”
Huh? I lift my head and look down at him, and his eyes are wild with need. He lifts me off his cock, and spins me around, so my back is pressed against his chest, but I’m still riding him. I realize the moment I lift my head why he’s done it. There’s a mirror in front of us, and like this, we can both see...everything. He takes my hips in his hands, and he lifts me, and I feel my heart begin to pound.
I can see his cock slide out of my pussy, and when he lowers me down again, I can see it slip back in. Bolts of need shoot through my body, and I watch as my own nipples harden. Seeing myself like this would usually horrify me, but seeing Axel wrapped around me, his big arms encasing me, his mouth on my shoulder as he kisses me, makes it all so much more...beautiful.
“Watch with me,” I breathe, as I lift myself up again, watching his cock slide from my depths, before dropping back down.
Axel lifts his eyes, and his hands come around to cup my breasts. I can see his gaze like this, and it’s wild with lust and want. We stare at each other in the mirror, as I continue to lift myself up and down. His jaw is tight and his hands are rough on my breasts, but I don’t care. I love it. I love every second of it. I can feel my orgasm building, and right when I’m on the edge, Axel rasps, “Watch me when you come, watch me, Cricket.”
I fix my gaze on him, and I come so hard my body jerks in his lap. He groans, almost in delight, and keeps his eyes on me as he too, begins to come. Watching him lose control, watching the way his eyes almost haze over, and the way his mouth drops open with a groan, has everything inside me wanting more. Needing more of this. Of him. I whimper just from the sight of him releasing alone.
He’s so perfect.
Even when he doesn’t see it.
CHAPTER 18
MEADOW
If you love me you’ll see, I’m everything you’re meant to be.
Lady is having a party tonight. It’s been four days since Axel came and visited, but since then I’ve heard a little more each day from him. Tonight, I’m hanging out with Lady and her friends. I’m quite used to it now, most nights she has had friends over—three in particular. Trigg, Lisa and Coby. Lisa is a drag queen, too, and Trigg and Coby are bad boys, without fail. They seem like they’re her projects, in a sense. She looks after them like a mother would.
“There you are, dove.”
I hear Trigg’s voice, and I turn and see him standing in the doorway with two beers. I’m in the kitchen chopping some cheese for Lady’s platters. Trigg is tall, with blonde hair, and big brown eyes. He has tattoos all over him, running right up his neck, and even down over his fingers. He’s got piercings in his lips, and his ears, and he kind of reminds me of a gothic biker. Tonight, he’s wearing a leather jacket over a gray T-shirt with a set of old, faded denim jeans.
I won’t lie: there’s something about Trigg that has me uneasy, but he’s been really friendly to me this past week, and I can’t deny that it’s nice to have the idea of a friend right now. I give him a smile, and walk over, taking the beer from his hands. He leans against the doorframe, taking me in, letting his eyes roam over my body before looking back up at me. “What’s happening tonight, dove?”
I shrug. “Just helping Lady prepare for her party.”
“She sent me in to help you out,” he smiles.
I don’t quite believe him. “I’ll go and out check on her, make sure we’re doing what she needs then.”
I squeeze past him, taking a sip of the beer as I go. I don’t entirely like being alone with him. I walk through the living area, and smile and wave at Lisa, who is talking on her phone. She blows me a kiss, and I can’t help the silly smile that spreads across my face. She’s lovely, and funny. I step out front, and run into Coby. He grins down at me. He’s far nicer than Trigg, though I know he’s had a pretty rough life.
Coby has a massive scar that’s disfigured half of his face. Lady told me he got into a really bad knife fight, and went to jail for a few years. No one ever took care of that wound properly, and it ended up healing really bad. He’s got gentle eyes, though. He’s got dark, olive skin, and blue eyes so light the sky has nothing on them. His hair is surfer blonde, and even with the scar, he’s a very attractive man.
“Looks like Lady is having quite a party,” I say.
“’Fraid so, little lady,” he groans, rolling his eyes.
I giggle. “Well, if it gets out of hand, I’m sure we can escape.”
He chuckles. “I’ll hold you to that.”
I flash him a smile, and slip past him onto the well-lit front lawn. It’s evening now, the only time Lady comes to life. I spot her right away, talking to two older gentleman, and when I approach, she smiles at me and wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Glenn, Marcus, this is my friend, Meadow.”
