Evicted from the heavens above, she's a beautiful creature of pure grace. Yet one fault was within her, she loved being naughty. Angelina the evicted she was called and many humans knew of her for she had visited many men of her choice on her lonely nights.
And her latest choice was one she only had heard of; he was called Spider. Known for his wicked ways and transforming form he was a reject too, but from hell. For he was wicked and evil, yet his body demanded women, caressing and tenderness. He never killed his prey and that was what had caused his rejection. They both craved body contact and that is what had drawn her to this mysterious man ever since she had heard of him. Now was the time to find him she decided.
As night fell, Angelina emerged from her home wearing a little white mini skirt, white blouse and white strap silhouettes, dressed as an angel she thought and smiled how convenient, her long gold hair sweeping down her back and her light blue eyes glittering in the dark. Her house she looked behind her was a little abode; where inside she didn't hide her true self, for the shutters and curtains provided enough privacy for her to spread her white wings.
He sat in the VIP lounge of the Black Cobra overlooking the club below, twirling his whisky glass in his hand, his eyes piercing through the crowd, searching for his next prey. Many young ladies had approached him yet he denied them all. He was incredibly handsome, black hair, black eyes, dark skin, broad shoulders and a lean masculine body. He would attract the dead. Then he saw her, walking through the door, innocent, beautiful, long slender legs, long shinning hair and dressed in white. He shifted in his seat, watching her as she strolled in to the bar and sat, Crossing her slender legs, tugging the mini skirt down, and smiling as she asked for a drink. The waiter seemed blinded by the beauty for he worked clumsily and kept looking at her.
She could feel his presence, yet she could not see him. She knew he would sense fear, so she remained calm, sipping slowly at her bloody Mary. She was approached by several men offering to sit with her yet she kept saying she was expecting someone. Shutting them all down. She knew she had been spotted by him and he would soon approach. She just wished she could see him.
Then a waiter approached her, at first he was dumbstruck then he managed to say, "excuse me miss, I have been asked to deliver this to you, and await your answer."
She smiled and took the note opening it; it said, "if you would please join me in the VIP lounge I would be most honored." signed at the bottom was a simple S.
She smiled at the waiter and said, "thank you, would you please lead the way."
As she walked towards his table, he was so excited it was unbelievable, something about her was amiss. Such beauty was not found in humans. He had heard of Angelina the evicted, but could this possibly be her? Could he be so lucky? For she would be a magnificent treat.
He stood up tipped the waiter and with a simple "good evening" moved for her to sit by him on the 2 seater couch.
Her voice was like an angel's song as she replied "good evening" and simply slipped into the seat.
He slipped in beside her, and the urge to flutter her wings was incredible, for they had not done him justice by explaining his beauty. He was a lethal mix of power and beauty. She could feel his body vibrating heat as he slipped in beside her, slipping one arm about her shoulder and said, "my name is Spider, and by what name should I call the beauty at my side?"
She looked up into his black eyes and said, "you may call me Angelina."
His heart hammered like a thousand beating drums, it was her! He thought.
Then he simply whispered into her ear, "how lucky I must be to have the evicted seated beside me."
A rush of shivers ran through her, he had heard of her and he was happy to have her. She managed to whisper back in his ear softly, "I have been seeking you out, so I consider myself lucky for finding you."
He trailed kissed at her neck and up her jaw, then he placed his lips upon hers, drinking her sweetness, his arm about her shoulder drawing her in closer; she melted to him. Her hand caressing his thigh gently, she could feel the extreme heat coming from his groin and she smiled.
He drew back to look into her eyes, it was the first time he had been impatient with a prey, but this was no ordinary prey and he was so aroused that he would take her here and now. Managing a few words he said, "I think best we leave to somewhere more comfortable my dear Angelina."
"Yes, I think best," she whispered, her lips moist from his kisses and her eyes wide with excitement.
They walked silently out of the club, and slipped into the waiting limo outside. Once inside doors closed, orders given to the driver, and the connecting glass shut. He turned to her, gently pulling her back to him he kissed her lips, his hand trailing her thigh caressing it, higher and higher till he barely slipped his finger above her little panties feeling the moistness there.
He pulled back and said, "you are extremely moist my dear angel."
She simply laughed placing a hand above his aroused cock, caressing gently and said, "and you are extremely aroused my dear Spider."
Then once again he pulled her into his arms, she melted again into him, hand still caressing his throbbing arousal and his stroking above her moistness. She heard a whimper and realized it was her, she was extremely aroused and wanted to cry out loud as his fingers stroked and teased.
Groans and moans filled the back of the limo as it whisked down the street, till it reached its destination.
Upon arriving he opened the car door swiftly tugging her behind him, and led her into his home. Closing the door he looked at her in the light, she looked amazing, aroused and she was trembling lightly he noticed. He slipped his hand into hers and led her into his bedroom. She stood there angelically smiling at him.
He came close to her and simply whispered, "show me yourself."
Her eyes flashed at him and said, "if I show you me, will you show me you?"
