The Billionaire's Virgin Saint: Trained For Sin

"Angela, please stop. Let me talk to you. Please, let me hold me like you asked. I'll do anything pleaseeee my angel", my voice was barely above a whisper and the words that came out sounded like it belonged to someone else.

I don't know what I'm begging for, but it's urgent. Something's happening to me, and I love it.

"Call me your angel again" she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. The words sent a shiver down my spine .

Her breath was warm against my skin, and as she bit down lightly on the lobe of my ear, I couldn't help but close my eyes, surrendering to her.