Heavenly Angel (41 page)

She twined her fingers with his. “It already looks better, not quite as swollen around the knuckles,” she murmured, then pressed her lips to his knuckles.

“The hot water and Epsom salts helped.”

Looking up at him, she changed the subject. “You should have seen Michael
flirting
with Gwen tonight. Three years old and flirting with a grown woman,” she said, laughing good-naturedly.

Joaquin chuckled and scrubbed a hand over his face. “He’s been hanging around us, learning how to treat the ladies.”

“Michael gave her your little sideways, twinkling grin, and she was putty in his hands and even kissed his little cheek. He called her ‘pretty cowboy lady’,” she said with a soft chortle. “We’re going to be cheering for her tomorrow night.”

“Wow, baby, you’re really something,” he whispered, squeezing her gently.

Teresa nuzzled his chest. “Forget the past, and embrace the future, honey. I made a new friend tonight.”

“You know, I’m embarrassed to say it, but I didn’t even know her name until today.” Regret made his chest ache, which he tried to rub away.

“Honey, she’s our friend, Gwen, now. We move forward, and don’t feel bad about what we can’t change.” Teresa snuggled to his chest and soaked with him quietly for a minute.

“Angel says Michael talked him into taking him on the kiddie rides and the ponies tomorrow.”

“Yes. He’s excited about it. I’ll let you finish your soak and go see what Angel is doing,” Teresa said as she kissed him, her breasts pressed against his chest. He enjoyed the sight of the water sluicing off her body as she stood in the tub.

“I’ll be out in a bit,” he said. After pausing to watch her, he reached out to her. “Teresa?”

He caressed her delectable ass as she bent down and turned the hot water back on to refill the tub up to its previous level. She moaned as he brushed his fingertip between her pussy lips, which were already wet with her silky juices again.

“Hmmm?” She climbed carefully from the tub and looked over her shoulder as she wrapped herself in a towel. She released her beautiful black hair from its clip and shook her head so it cascaded around her shoulders. She took his breath away.

“Thank you.” His heart swelled with happiness as he gazed into her loving brown eyes.

“You’re welcome,” she whispered back, trailing her palm over his cheek. He turned his face toward her and kissed her fingertips. She smiled and dried off then slid into Angel’s thick fleece robe and winked at him before leaving the steamy bathroom.

* * * *

The bedroom was dark as Teresa entered it. The fireplace provided the only illumination, the heat thankfully taking the damp chill from the room. It had begun raining on the ride home from the fairgrounds. Her eyes adjusted quickly, and she chuckled when she saw Angel lying in bed looking out the window at the starry sky. He turned and smiled at her as she padded barefoot to the bed, drawing the covers back for her. She allowed the robe to slide from her arms and laid it over the end of the bed. When he drew her to him, the first thing she noticed as he kissed her was his thickened cock pressed against her thigh.

“The sound of you coming earlier with Joaquin got me very hard, and I’ve been fantasizing about you ever since.” He brushed his lips over her collarbone and slid his fingers up to the lower swell of her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple.

“About me?” Her pussy quivered with need for him. “What were your fantasies like?” More moisture flowed to her aching slit as his lips followed his hand over her breast.

Angel pulled her beneath him and kissed her throat again. Her hands slid up his rib cage, over the thick muscles of his back, then down to his hips and ass.

He spoke as his lips continued to trail over her throat, sending shivers up and down her torso. “You have no idea how beautiful you were to us tonight. You
radiate
love.”

Her heart throbbed as she listened to his words, and she couldn’t find her voice.

Drawing her even closer, Angel murmured, “You make me want to take you to bed and lay you under me. I want to kiss my way down your body until I reach the sweet place between your thighs. I want to hear your sighs, moans, and little cries as I lick and kiss your pussy until you come, moaning my name. After you’re finished coming, I want to lick my way back up your body and worship and suckle at these lovely breasts.” Angel murmured as he suckled a nipple. His sensual words were making her mindless in her arousal.

“Th-then what?”

“After your nipples are nice and pink, I want to lift your delicate little feet and place one on each of my shoulders. You’ll open your knees for me to make sure I can see your pussy as it opens for my cock and allows me to slide into your silky body. The way your wet heat surrounds me as I slide into you is incredible, Teresa. I don’t know if words can describe how you feel to me when I push my cock inside your tight little cunt and the way it feels when your muscles grip me when you come. I love the way your little pussy runs with your juices for me, especially when I tell you what I’m going to do to you. I’ll bet you’re dripping with it right now, aren’t you?”

Teresa was red hot for him, right now. A moan of need escaped from her throat as she nodded, her hips thrusting against him.

His voice grew deeper with need as he whispered to her, “I’d watch as my cock slides deep, then comes the best part, when I slide out, drenched in your cream. I’d fuck you nice and slow, enjoying pushing every inch inside you until I have chills running up and down my spine from fighting my own release. I’d take hold of your hips and hold you
just right
so my cock is rubbing your G-spot, and I’d fuck you until you come so hard you scream. Then I’d spread your legs wide in my hands and fuck your hot, wet little pussy.” He groaned, sliding his fingers through her extremely slick slit. “And I’d fill it full of my cum. After we were both satisfied, I’d stay buried deep inside you and roll us over. I’d make sure you’re comfortable then I’d let you fall asleep on me and let you stay that way all night.”

His fingers slid again through her warm slit but avoided her clit. Shakily she murmured, “That sounds beautiful. I think I almost came when you talked about it.”

“Well, then you should let me see to that. I’d love to make that fantasy a reality, although it’s not much of a fantasy if you ask me. Pretty tame, but it’s what I’m thinking about right now. What about you? Do you have any fantasies you’re entertaining?”

Oh, hell yes! Let me get my list!

“You know I am. I’ve been thinking about making love with both of you, together,” she said. Her cheeks warmed at the sexy grin he gave her. Clearly, he was on board with that fantasy. Her pussy throbbed when he stroked a fingertip lightly alongside her clit.

“Oh yeah? You’ve been using your plugs?”

They used them sometimes when they made love, filling her ass with one while one made love to her and she went down on the other. Another shiver ran down her spine as she recalled how hard she came when they did and how much they’d enjoyed it, as well. Teresa loved it because the sensation of being filled that tightly intensified her orgasm but also because she knew it moved her closer and closer to being able to take them both at the same time.

“Yes, Angel. I’ve been using the thickest one all week. I think I’m ready for you both.”

Angel looked into her eyes and said, “Let one of us take you anally a couple of times, and then we’ll see about the next step.”

“But the plugs—”

“Please trust me. It’ll hurt a little, and you’ll need time to adjust. I want the first time we both take you to be pleasurable for you because, once we both take you, we’ll want you that way on a regular basis for the rest of our lives.”

His words sent a shiver down her spine, and wetness flowed from her pussy at the erotic image playing through her mind. The moisture slipped down to her anus, sensitizing it, and she undulated against him.

“Tonight?” she whispered hopefully. She moaned when he shook his head.

“I was the first to make love to you,” he whispered as his hand slid down her torso. Panting, she moaned again in bliss when his fingertips slid into her slit and one finger dipped inside her drenched pussy. “Sliding into your tight little cunt for the first time was an incredible privilege for me. I want you to have another memory of a first experience that you share with Joaquin. I had your first kiss. He had your first orgasm. I made love to you first. I want him to have this,” he said as his finger slipped from her pussy, drenched in her juices. He slid down to her asshole and gently massaged and pressed on the tight ring of muscles. She moaned as every nerve ending there flared to life.

Speaking up before she was no longer capable of speech, Teresa said, “You’re right, Angel. It should be his, but—”

“But we both know Joaquin needs his rest now.”

Teresa nodded with a little pout, which made him chuckle. “He’s giving us time alone while he soaks in the tub. Why don’t you let me do as I told you earlier, and I’ll talk to him about it afterward or in the morning?” he said as his tongue followed the path of his hand down her quaking torso.

Angel kissed his way down her body and worshipped her just as he told her he would, bringing her to three heart-rending, beautiful orgasms.

* * * *

Joaquin joined them later, feeling relaxed and sleepy. He smiled at the replete image of Teresa, already sound asleep, lying nestled on his brother’s body as he stroked her back, her long black hair spread around him like a shawl. The covers still lay bunched at the foot of the bed where they had kicked them during their lovemaking.

“
That
is a beautiful sight,” Joaquin whispered as he came to the foot of the bed. In the dim glow from the fireplace he could see his brother’s cock was still buried to the hilt inside her. Her body was still flushed from the orgasms he’d had the pleasure of listening to from the bathroom. Joaquin had enjoyed each little panting cry and moan when she came as though she were about to die from pleasure.

Joaquin joined them in the bed and got comfortable.

Angel smiled at him and said, “You did well tonight, Joaquin. Do you need to ice your hand again?”

“No, it should be fine. Soaking it helped take down the inflammation. Tonight’s ride was good,” he whispered, flexing his hand carefully. “Our little kitten’s a tiger when she wants to be, isn’t she?”

“She sure is,” Angel whispered, kissing the top of her head lightly as he continued stroking her back. “Teresa was so excited for you once she got over her fear. She surprised me earlier. She’s ready to take the next step with us. She wants to try anal sex, and we both agreed you should be her first.”

“Me? But—”

“That’s what we want. You should be her first there.”

“She say when?” Joaquin asked, gazing down at her relaxed, trusting form. He caressed a lock of her silken hair between his fingertips.

“Soon. It makes her pretty hot to talk about it. Discuss it with her in the morning, and you’ll have an idea of when.”

“I love her so much,” Joaquin whispered, reaching out to stroke the curve of her back down to her ass.

“Me, too. I can’t imagine life without her and the little man,” Angel murmured back, stroking her hip.

“We got lucky, didn’t we?” Joaquin said over the lump that had formed in his throat.

“Damn lucky.” Angel yawned.

Teresa shivered as the flush left her and the cool of the room started to sink in. Joaquin pulled the covers from beneath their feet and covered the three of them then lay back as the crackling flames in the fireplace died down. Contentment flowed through him.

Teresa’s breath hitched in her sleep, and she sighed softly and snuggled closer to Angel, drawing her little hands under her cheek.

Joaquin glanced at Angel, saw the sappy grin on his brother’s face, and chuckled. “Just like a sick kitten to a hot brick.”

Chapter Thirty-three

Joaquin stood with Angel outside the little fenced enclosure, watching as the owner of the tame little ponies helped Michael onto the pony’s back and stayed by him, leading the animal around the circle.

Joaquin observed Michael in his perch. “You know, he looks almost…bored,” Joaquin noted as Michael confidently leaned forward to pat the pony.

Angel chuckled and nodded in agreement. “Michael feels comfortable up there. We’ve gotten him used to being on the back of a horse,” Angel said as he whistled appreciatively at Teresa, who was returning from buying more ride tickets.

She blushed as Angel said, “You sure do look beautiful tonight, Teresa.”

Joaquin wholeheartedly agreed. “Mmm!”

They pulled her in between the two of them, and she leaned on the fence, watching Michael as he conversed happily with the owner. Angel wrapped an arm around her hips and hugged her to him. Joaquin slid his hand through her hair, sweeping the thick, jet-black length over her shoulder as she turned her face to smile up at him. He leaned down and kissed her gently then clasped her hand in his. They stood there like that in companionable silence for a few minutes while Michael finished his ride.

Once he had exited the little corral, Michael made a beeline for the tent where a small mechanical bull had been set up for the kids to ride.

When the man at the entry gate told him he wasn’t tall enough,
by a lot,
Michael didn’t pitch a fit but merely pulled them all around to the side where he could watch through the nylon netting of the tent. A worker helped a boy onto the mechanical bull.