When I woke up I was in Angela's arms and she was holding me in a loose embrace even as she slept. I let my head rest where it was on her chest and listened to her heart beat for a while. Finally she began to stir and I looked up into her face just as she opened her eyes. In that moment she was the definition of true beauty, at least in my eyes. I smiled at her and she returned the gesture as she flipped me over so that I was lying beneath her. The depth in her eyes might have scared me if I wasn't so very enraptured with her. She lowered her head and brushed her mouth gently over mine, there was no pressure or movement just a gentle brushing of her lips over my own. I twined my left hand in her hair pulling her closer and rested my right hand at the base of her neck as if to hold her in place more firmly. She giggled a little bit in the back of her throat before deepening the kiss and sliding her tongue over my lips. I moaned then and again I was surprised at my natural reaction to her. Her hands wandered over my body slowly as if she were memorizing each smooth plane and curve. As she ran her hands over me she let her nails lightly graze my skin raising goose bumps wherever she touched, I arched against her seeking whatever it was that she wasn't giving me.
Angela shifted slightly and straddled my thigh pressing her own leg between mine as she ground her pussy against me. My breath caught in my throat as I felt the slightest hint of her moisture on my naked flesh. In the next moment I felt like screaming each time she circled her hips she pressed her thigh against me causing little sparks of pleasure to course through my pussy.
I gripped her shoulders hard and heard her gasp at what I suspected was the shock of pain my nails had caused. Angela pulled her mouth from mine and stared down into my eyes. She clicked her tongue ring against the back of her top teeth her lips slightly parted and her breath coming out in heavy puffs. I dragged my hands from her shoulders and over her breasts pinching and rolling her nipples hard between my thumbs and index fingers. She let out a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a low pitched animalistic growl. Her hips moved faster as I played with her nipples. We were both moaning our hips in constant motion and our skin slick with sweat.
Her body shuddered against mine as she climaxed, and I was right behind her biting back a scream as I went over the edge. She lay on top of me our breath mingling as we panted together. When she rolled away from me I felt the heavy air brush across the wetness she had left on my thigh.
I shivered as after shocks raced through my body. My thighs were still trembling and I felt both tired and excited and something else too. If I'd been at all experienced I'd have known that the something I couldn't identify was fulfillment.
Moving from the bed Angela stood and stretched. I watched her smooth muscles ripple beneath her cafe au lait skin. She turned and caught me looking and smiled at me. As I would soon find, that sweet slow smile would always send a shock of excitement racing like a bat winged butterfly through the pit of my belly. I smiled at her before sitting up and throwing my legs over the bed. I just sat there, with my back to her. I felt good for the first time in a long time, there was none of the shame that sex usually brought on and I didn't feel even the least bit used or unclean. That alone was enough to make me almost weep.
Angela circled around the bed and tipped my chin up making it impossible not to look up into her eyes. She had startled me because I had been lost in my own thoughts When she saw the glint of unshed tears in my eyes she frowned.
"Are you okay Mi? Oh God, did I hurt you?"
I shook my head because I knew just opening my mouth to speak would start me to crying, and I couldn't even begin to explain everything that I was feeling.
Before either one of us could do or say another thing Asia started screaming letting us know she was awake and hell bent on getting out of the prison that was her crib. At first Angela didn't even move she just stood there staring at me. When the child's wails grew more insistent she let go of my chin and quickly got back into the clothes she had shed earlier.
While Angela went to get the baby I pulled myself together and got my own clothes back on. By the time the two of them emerged from the baby's room I was straightening up the bed. Angela walked out of the room with her child without a word, she returned moments later without the baby. Shutting then locking the door she leaned her back against it and stared at me.
I was sitting on the foot of the bed looking at her watch me.
"Are you okay?" She asked me quietly
Standing up I crossed the room and embraced her pulling her to me hard. "Yes," I whispered into her ear as I held her. I told her over and over again until she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me back. We stood there for the longest time, neither one of us really willing to let go. A knock on the door interrupted us and Angie cursed softly before letting me go. She unlocked the door and opened it as if her intent was to tear it from the hinges.
"We're going out to dinner now," Chloe told us. I had finally learned to tell the twins apart after weeks of living with them day in and day out.
"We're not hungry," Angela told her younger sister before shutting the door in the girl's face.
"The hell we're not," I said when she turned to face me. I was already trying to reach around her an open the bedroom door.
Angie laughed at me and rested her hands on my hips. "I'll make you something to eat if you're hungry, I just want to keep you for myself for a while. Believe me opportunities to be alone like this are few and far between." She brushed her lips over mine gently and pulled back smiling. "Lets go," she told me, opening the door.
By the time Angie and I made it downstairs, everyone was gone and the house was uncharacteristically quiet. In the kitchen Angie opened the fridge to see what we had to choose from while I looked in the junk drawer for take-out menus. Thank God for take-out because there was an abundance of food but all off it had to be filleted, roasted, fried, baked or boiled. I didn't feel like cooking or having Angie out of my arms long enough for her to prepare something.
Once the food was ordered we decided to wait in the family room because the chances of us hearing the doorbell in her attic bedroom were slim to none especially if we were preoccupied.
We sat on the couch making out, touching and giggling until the doorbell rang. Angela tried to pay but I got there faster than she did. She was a little miffed that I had paid but she got over it quickly. While we ate I watched her, I had a new appreciation for the shape of her lips and the muscles in her mouth. She winked at me as if she knew what I had on my mind and kept right on eating. I smiled at her and licked my lips. She put her fork down and moved closer to me. I leaned into her laying on top of her. I kissed her this time, hard and deep. Urgent too. She responded by pulling me closer and wrapping her slim fingers in my hair and tugging once gently before pulling me closer still.
She parted her lips for me and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. She was warm and wet against my tongue and just kissing her had me open. The food was quickly forgotten as I focused on consuming her, my hands were all over her and I couldn't get enough of her soft skin or smooth curves. We undressed each other quickly and once again I placed the full weight of my body on top of her and pressed my lips to hers. Angela raked her nails over my back before entangling her fingers in my hair and tugging sharply. I moaned loving the feeling, I'd never had anyone show me the pleasure that could be involved in just a little shot of pain. Hell I'd never even had anyone work at making sex pleasurable for me.
I moved my lips from hers and kissed her neck licking and biting the flesh there before moving to her breasts. I was mesmerized with the feel of her skin under my lips and teeth. I licked, bit, and sucked her nipples until she was moaning my name and trying to pull me closer. I was as close as I could get and still she arched against me. I ran my hand over her smooth abdomen and dipped it between her thighs. I could feel her heat before I even touched her. I placed my palm against her pussy and she moved her hips, grinding against me as she sought release. After a moment I pulled my hand away, I didn't want her to cum just yet. She spread her legs wide and begged for my touch. Her words sent a rush of excitement through me and I was more than happy to honor her request. As I ran my fingertips lightly over her slit, she tried to thrust against my hand but I pulled back again. I kept licking and biting her nipples but kept my hand still until she stopped trying to force the contact. I wasn't at all experienced but I knew I wanted to try and do things at my own pace. With her begging and moaning "Please Mi, please," I could barely contain myself, but I wanted to go slow.
Once again I let my finger slowly and gently caress her slit and this time she barely moved. I could tell Angie was holding her breath and trying to contain herself. I slipped one finger into her she was incredibly tight even as wet as she was just then. I swirled my finger inside of her core as my tongue circled her left nipple. She was squirming but still holding back from fully bucking against the motion. Adding another finger I stroked in and out letting my palm hit her clit with each gentle stroke. She was begging again, "Please, Mi Please...," and this time I couldn't resist. I quickened my hand and pushed into her harder. "Come on baby," I said lifting my head from her chest for a moment. That was all she needed to hear. She thrust her hips to meet every single stroke of my hand and in moments she was trembling and tightening around my fingers. She screamed loud enough to make me thankful we had the house all to ourselves. I kept my hand moving even after she was spent grinding my palm against her clit while my fingers rested inside of her. Resting my head against her chest I listened to her heart beating and her breath heaving as she went over the edge again. It was the most beautiful thing I could ever remember hearing.
I pulled my fingers out of her and rested my hand on her belly and just listened to her heart beat as it slowed to it's normal pace. Angela wrapped her hands in my hair toying with the wild sweaty locks. I was content to just lay there but it was not to be because aside from our breathing the sound of a car pulling into the driveway seemed outrageously loud. Without a word we both jumped up and began grabbing our clothes from the floor. Angela got to the stairs before me and sprinted up two at a time she was already in the hallway by the attic door when the front door swung open. I was behind her by a few paces and just barely missed displaying my naked ass to her entire family. We burst through the door and up the stairs collapsing in a fit of giggles just inside her bedroom door. I pinched her lightly on the arm.
"Girl were you just going to run off and leave me? We aren't all track stars you know." I said
She just laughed. "I would never run off and leave you Mi, I knew you were right behind me."
