Chapter 6

James woke up in the afternoon feeling hungry. Angela was sleeping on her side and she had resisted when he tried to hug her. She told him flatly that she wasn't used to sleeping with a man so she needed her space. He gave her what she asked but he wasn't happy about it.

He caressed her naked thigh and she moved instantly.

"James?", she whispered.

He pulled her close and she snuggled up to him hearing the beating of his heart. "What's wrong?", she asked.

"I'm hungry", he replied and she laughed. "It's not funny".

"Of course it's funny. Of all the things a person can say to the girl they just made love to you choose 'I'm hungry'?"

"What did you want me to say? Should I say now that I love you and bask in the afterglow?" He was being cynical and he saw the hurt in her eyes. She moved away from him and she covered herself so that he couldn't see her breasts.

"Ok James. I get it. You're not romantic and you don't believe in love, relationships and stuff like that but who asked you to? You are talking to the wrong girl here pal".

"What's that supposed to mean?", he asked and he sat up supporting his back on the pillows. Unlike her he didn't bother to cover himself.

"It means that I don't believe in relationships either. I have seen only fucked up relationships and seriously fucked up people. So, I have no interest either in basking in the afterglow".

She caught her hair in a ponytail and the sheet fell leaving her naked to his hungry eyes.

"I'm sorry", he said. She attempted to cover herself again but he grabbed her hands and he forced her to stay put.

"Never. You understand? When you are with me you will never be ashamed of yourself, got it?" He took one nipple in his mouth and he suckled it. Angela tried to resist at first but James was having none of that.

"Don't fight me baby. Open your legs".

Her mind was screaming and protesting but her body had a different opinion. She spread her legs wide and he chuckled huskily.

"You like it when I'm telling you what to do, don't you?" She didn't answer but she still complied to his desires.

"Do you want me to eat you baby?", he asked and she stopped him before he had the chance to do what he said.

"Angela? Why did you stop me?"

"No one has ever done that before", she explained and she was blushing furiously.

"Oh my God", he moaned. The thought that he was the first filled him with pride for some reason. He parted her clean shaved lips and he looked at her pussy for a long time.

"I am glad that I have the honour of being the first to taste you. I assure you that it will be a very enjoyable experience".

"You arrogant bastard", she murmured but her mind stopped functioning the moment his tongue slided from her clit to the entrance of her vagina.

"I may be, but I am your arrogant bastard". Her scent was addictive, her taste was spicy and he loved it. He heard her moan and whimper and practically beg him to let her come but he wasn't relenting.

"Not so fast baby", he told her. "I want you to savour every moment now". He got her clit between his teeth and she cried out but he still would not allow her to come.

"Are you ready?", he asked and he almost felt sorry for her because she was writhing and quivering beneath him.

"Yes", she hissed and he laughed. James suckled her clit while plunging two fingers inside her and she exploded. She cried his name but he was not going to stop now. He lapped at her juices until she calmed down.

Then he closed his lips around her clit once more. Angela's legs hooked behind his head and she moved her hips trying to find the friction she needed but James was not in a hurry.

He pushed his fingers in her pussy which was glistening by now. He moved them back and forth while he bit her engorged clit. She muffled her screams against the pillow but when he kept teasing her she started crying.

James got up on his knees and he held her tightly as she searched his lips and claimed them for a hot kiss.

"Why were you crying?", he asked her panting.

"You bastard ... I've never felt anything like that before".

"I thought you would be grateful not call me names", he teased.

"I can't help it. You look so smug that it gets on my nerves".

"Angela, if you had the slightest idea how you make feel you would look smug yourself!"

She blushed and he smiled. "You're not used to compliments". It was a statement, not a question.

"I'm not used to this either".

"This?"

"Staying in bed all day making love", she explained. "It scares the shit out if me".

James laughed and fell on the mattress. She had a troubled expression and he felt the need to make her understand.

"I find your language very entertaining. You have no problem swearing in the middle of a discussion but when we have sex you are a perfect lady".

"I don't like talking during sex. Does it turn you off?"

"Angela I seriously doubt that you could do anything that turns me off. I take one look at you and I get hard instantly". Her cheeks reddened and she was so cute that he kissed her hard again.

"Let's get out of this bed before I feel that the need to have you is stronger than the need to eat". He got up and gave her his shirt to wear. When she didn't put on her panties he exhaled sharply.