Humor and quirky characters aren’t what I’m known for writing. They’ve never been anything I’ve tried to inject into my stories either. I lean toward an edgy contemporary style. Yet, the heroine in my novella NO ANGEL is edgy, and slightly quirky. and when her and the hero get together, there is humor…my way.
I never planned this, it’s all them…but I admit to laughing out loud as I wrote it, and loving them. I hope you enjoy it too.
“No Angel”
Anna Blair looks sweet and innocent, but playboy Gabriel Mann discovers she’s far from it. Mess with her and she’ll mess right back. And that’s just the way he likes it—down and dirty carnal pleasure that keeps him coming back for more…
Safety always being her first concern, Anna wouldn’t normally bring anyone back to her hotel, but this time her impatient nature was getting the best of her. Plus, she’d scanned his energy with her second sight and his bright green vibe was all smooth and happy. The guy didn’t have an evil bone in his body.
There’d been no hesitation in her when she’d climbed into his truck and directed him down Bernard and across two more streets to her motel room. It wasn’t the Ritz, but it was cheap, close to downtown and only a block away from the waterfront.
She used the old fashioned metal key to open the door and ushered him in. Surprisingly, he took charge immediately. He pulled her to him and kissed her so passionately she was ready to burn the clothes off his body.
Large masculine hands ran down her back and cupped her ass, lifting and pulling her tight against him. Wrapping her arms around his neck she trusted him to take her weight as she lifted her legs and wound them around his waist. Their tongues dueled and she rubbed her hungry sex against the massive hard-on she felt behind his zipper.
His fingers dug into her butt and he dragged his mouth out from under hers. “Bed,” he panted, as he stumbled a few steps into the room and fell forward onto the queen sized mattress.
They bounced and an inelegant oof! flew from her lips. Her bruised backside throbbed but she quickly forgot about that as his body rubbed against hers in all the right places.
“Sorry” he muttered as his hands reached down and shoved her hoodie out of the way.
He grabbed the hem of her tank top and swept it roughly over her head. She laughed, delighted to find a man who wasn’t scared to get a little rough with her.
“Don’t apologize,” she said, panting and reaching for the hem of his T-shirt, matching his eagerness as she pulled it over his head. “Just fuck me.”
Gabe hesitated when he unsnapped her cargo pants and discovered the weapons halter snapped low around her hips and belly.
“A girdle?” he asked, eyebrows almost hidden by his hairline.
She laughed and ripped the snaps open. Arching her back she tugged the harness out from under her while he was distracted by the naked breasts she’d shoved into his face. He sucked a nipple between his lips and she gasped, dropping the weapons to the floor next to the bed before going back to work on his pants.
Their arms tangled as clothes were shoved aside as much as possible.
When both their pants were around their ankles she raked her nails over the firm butt she’d admired earlier. “Condom,” she said on a gasp as the head of his cock brushed against her slick sex.
He growled and she laughed as he made an awkward reach for the pants still around his ankles, and rolled right off the bed!
“Fuck!” he cursed.
“Well, we’re certainly trying,” she said as she sat up and looked down at him. Mostly naked he looked both adorable and ridiculously sexy at the same time.
He dug in his pants pocket before he toed off his boots, shoved his pants off his feet, and stood up triumphantly.
“Socks,” she said, staring at the thick cock bobbing in front of her face. Maybe it was because his hips were so slim, but damn he looked big. Big and red and juicy. She licked her lips and he groaned. “No, don’t look at it like that or we’re going to be done before we start.”
He bent forward hiding himself from her view as he got rid of his socks. “Your turn now,” he muttered.
She lay back on her elbows and giggled as he struggled to untie her boots. Then in one big flourish he pulled her pants and panties free and threw them on the floor before kneeling on the bed between her legs and rolling the condom on smoothly.
“My socks,” she said.
“I don’t care about your damn socks,” he growled. He came down on top of her, smoothly fitting his hips into the cradle of hers. His fingers skimmed over her pussy lips and suddenly she didn’t care about her socks either.
He pressed a couple of fingers into her sex and she arched against them eagerly. “More,” she demanded.
“You want more,” he said pulling his fingers out. “You got it.”
With one swift and sure stroke he filled her. She dug her feet into the mattress and arched into him with a moan. Their joking stopped as Gabe braced himself on his elbows and began to fuck her. His hips pumped steadily in a strong smooth rhythm and she happily dug her nails into his ass to help him along.
He buried his head in her neck, his hot breath sending shivers through her body as she moved with him. In and out his cock went, stretching her to the point that her sex burned with need. Her moans blended with his grunts as they worked up a sweat, straining to get closer.
Closer and closer she got to cumming, her body getting tighter and tighter. “Faster,” she commanded, digging her nails in.
Everything in her focused on the point of their connection. He picked up the pace, going faster, harder, deeper until he was hitting the sweet spot and her cunt started to ripple with pleasure. “Yes!”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come for me.” He slammed into her and ground his groin against her, rubbing her clit and sending her off into spasms of pleasure as the world exploded into ribbons of color in her minds eyes.
She was vaguely aware of him throwing back his head and arching into her as his triumphant shout of pleasure blended with her cries.
Limp with satisfaction, she let her hands fall back to the bed and he collapsed on top of her. She couldn’t bite back the cry of pain as she was sharply reminded of her earlier butt kicking.
“Sorry,” he muttered and rolled off her. He lay beside her as they both fought to suck air back into their lungs. “You okay?”
“Oh, yeah,” she said. “Very okay.”
“Christ, your hot,” he said.
“I appreciate the thought,” she said. “But please don’t say His name like that.”
Gabe turned his head and looked at her. “Huh?”
“Don’t use the Lord’s name in vain.”
His eyes widened and she once again thought how pretty they were. Before he could say anything else she rolled onto her side and stroked hand down over his sculpted chest.
“That was good,” she said. “Will you fuck me again?”
