I am glad I came to check on her, her not answering me was the first alarm bell. Then finding her in the dark with dried tears on her cheeks told me that something happened to her since we last spoke. An urge to protect her welled up within me so strongly that I couldn’t control myself and I reached out to touch her. I cannot describe the feeling that coursed through me when she didn’t cower and instead welcomed my touch. But when she showed signs of attraction toward me my walls shattered, and I had to taste her lips. The cool metal of her lip ring combined with the warmth of her plump lips was delicious and addictive. Tingles spread through my own lips as we connected and as I finally gained entrance to taste her mouth, I was amazed by the discovery that she has her tongue pierced. I swear I felt my cock twitch in my pants when my tongue brushed against that metal bar the first time. My mind was awash with erotic ideas for what that will feel like on different parts of my body. M

I chuckle and carefully raise myself into a sitting position, before standing and showing him where the bathroom is. Waking up in his arms was a surprise, but only because I felt comfortable there. That is what shocked me the most, never have I felt comfortable to be touched or held by any man, but somehow with Grant it is different. I busy myself with making coffee and grab ingredients to make pancakes for breakfast. Grant comes back as I am pouring the first batch of batter into the pan to cook. “Pancakes? You are spoiling me Angel.” “Haha, I did say I went shopping yesterday, so I thought I would treat us.” “Mmmm smells delicious.” He walks up behind me and reaches around to hold my waist. I freeze for a moment in surprise but almost immediately relax into his hold and I hear him sigh contently. Clearly, he is happy that I am accepting his touch which again makes me wonder how he noticed in the first place. “Angel can I ask a personal question?” “Mmmhmm.” “Do you have a pho

I can hear fear creeping into her voice as she whispers down the line. I worry about her. It triggers my need to know what has happened to her in her past to make her so afraid to have contact with anyone. “Okay, well first thing is first, do not, under any circumstances hang up this call, understood.” “Uh huh, what if I should need to make a call?” “Tell me and I will have Ellis make it for you.” “Okay, what is two?” “Use the peephole to see who it is. Do not open the door unless you are sure that the person has no ill intent.” “Okay I am going over, don’t talk.” I hold my breath as I listen to her taking soft steps towards the door. “Angela!” A muffled shout comes across the line which I assume came from whoever is the other side of her door. Clearly, it’s a male and he knows her personally, from the use of her full name, but I hear her take a sharp intake of breathe. “Oh no!”

I watch as she removes her makeup and I wonder why this is important. I am distracted by her motions as she gradually reveals her natural beauty, and I am enraptured by her. Then she turns around and tucks her fringe to the side revealing her entire face to me. She is absolutely beautiful, her pale skin is blemish free, despite her heavy use of foundation, and she has signs of sleep deprivation around her eyes. At first that is all I can see which is concerning to me, but then the light catches something and I realise the truth. I am shocked by what I see, she has multiple small nicks in her skin, that start with a small crescent below her eye and continue down the side of her face. But then I see the large one that extends down her throat, and I feel angry when I think about how this could have happened. “Terry did it.” Those words trigger and intense rage to build within me, directed at the man who had the audacity, to claim her as his daughter. I barely notice when she takes my

The moment his fingers connect to my skin I feel tingles erupt from the connection and they spread wherever he moves, tracing the lines from my tattoo. Then his touch locates my scar to the right of my spine, and he takes in a sharp breath. “So close.” “Mmmhmm the doctors told my mum that I was extremely lucky as any further to the left then it would likely have severed my spinal cord and I would either be dead or permanently paralyzed in some way.” “Well, I am really grateful that it wasn’t further over.” His voice is thick with pent up emotion and it makes me shiver, in a good way. He placed his palm across my back, his fingers curling around my side a little as he holds me there. But I am shocked when I feel something else, his lips. He kisses my scar and I shudder as my temperature increases from the connection. “You are truly a wonder Angel. And your tattoos are beautiful, thank you for showing me.” “Ye...yeah of... of course. I release a shuddering breath as I feel him pu