Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin
Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Chapter 56 – Starting at One (Anj‘s POV) I was ready to fly. My beautiful, white, fluffy wingsspread widely, and I was beaming with a bright light, only to realize I was on fire. A few moreseconds, the hands I was clutching on the strap of my seatbelt would be brushing Sky‘s hair, ormaybe my fingers would be at the back of his neck, pushing him toward me.

As our tongues touched, the tingling sensation crept to my skin, making me imagine I was a bird readyto fly. As his hand trailed the strap of my seat belt, grazing my white blouse, which got wet from theheavy drops of rain, the heat emanating from his hand made me shiver, making me a phoenix onfire.

Sky only stopped and smiled when we heard a honk, the black sedan behind us beeped, calling hisattention to start the car. He chuckled, fastened his seat belt, and began to drive his BMW forward.

My mouth was half–open, still panting from our kiss. If not for the car behind us, who knew what couldhave happened between us. Probably, I was not just flying, but I would have reached the seventhheaven.

I must have swallowed my tongue because I wanted to yell at him, but I couldn‘t. His kiss floodedmy memory of the first night we were together as Vodka made us wild, letting the alcohol make usthink we were crazily in love with each other. “I still have eighty,” he grinned while driving, glancingat me and catching me lick my bottom lip. “Talk, Anj. I did not swallow your tongue,” he joked. Myhead turned to him, making sure he saw my glaring eyes. “You think that‘s a joke? Why did you dothat?” I hissed.

He smirked. “Then, why did you get in?”

My mouth opened again in anger as my forehead furrowed. “Now, it‘s my fault? I worried you‘regetting soaked in the rain if we had to talk there; that‘s why I got in.” I explained angrily. “You‘reworried I‘ll get sick?” He smiled, but his eyes focused on the road, carefully steering the wheel while

driving on a zero visibility road because of the heavy rain. “Stop the car for a while, Sky,” I saidworriedly, squinting my eyes, but I could hardly see the road ahead.

“It‘ll be dangerous,” He uttered, driving slowly, turning on the heater when he noticed I wasshivering.

“Yeah,” I agreed, but I caught him licking his lip, smiling naughtily. “The road, sky. I meant the road.” “Iknow,” He chuckled, stopping the car on the side of the road. “This is a crazy idea, stopping the car withyou inside.” I rolled my eyes at him. “Why did you come anyway? On a serious note, did you forget

SO

something?”

He shook his head. “I called Frank to ask where he was, and he said he was back at the office. When Icalled Finn, he said you shoo him after checking his paper,”

“Shoo?” My eyebrows knitted, wanting to strangle him for using the word when I did not exactly drive hisbrother away

He raised his hands. “My bad, sorry,” He unbuckled his seatbelt. “I worried that you have to: commute inthis rain.” He turned on the interior light. “Can you crawl at the back?”

I raised my eyebrows at him, my heart hammering in my chest as my mind thought of erotic things thatcould happen between us at the back of the car.

“God, Anj, there are extra shirts and towels at the back. You’re wet,” He pressed his lips; maybe hethought of something naughty. “Literally wet. I don‘t want you to get sick. Go and

change, please.”

“I just needed the towel,” I crawled to the back of the car and took a clean towel, neatly folded on top ofhis shirt. I was wiping my arms when he crawled, following me and taking off his shirt as he sat besideme.

My heart skipped a beat, swallowing hard as my eyes feasted on his body. I could remember how sexyhe was six years ago, but not this lusciously hot body, and my crazy brain was telling my hands to touchhis chest. All my blood seemed to have gone to my face. I gripped my hand

tighter on the towel and lowered my head before he saw me blushing.

“Too late, pumpkin,” He grinned. “I saw that.” He smirked as he put on a clean V–neck shirt.” You shouldreally change,” he said, sliding his gaze from my neck to the button of my blouse.

I shook my head, hoping he would not notice I was shivering, but I could hardly know if it was because ofmy wet top or because the thought of him shirtless was turning me on.

“I‘ll turn off the light,” he offered, and before I could answer, he turned off the interior light, spreading thedarkness inside the car except the one coming from the dashboard. When I didn‘t move, he chuckledand breathed out. “This is a bad idea, right?”

I sighed and smiled nervously. “Yes, Sky. This is a bad idea,” I leaned forward, stretching my arm, hopingto reach for the extra shirt on his side, but as my body touched him, our bodies blazed as if we were hitby lightning. Sky reached for my neck while his other hand caressed my face. “Yeah, this is a bad idea,”he whispered, brushing his lips to mine. “Should we–”

I licked his lips, quieting him. Perhaps he was still fighting the urge to kiss me, but what I did made himcrazy, molding his mouth to mine, nipping and sucking my lower lip like a sweet treat.

My hands, having a mind of their own, wrapped around his neck as we tasted each other‘s mouths.

“Should I continue counting?” He teased me as his hand glided to my spine.

“Seventy–nine,” I whispered, closing my eyes, but I was just guessing. We could actually start with oneagain. He smiled as his mouth moved to my forehead, kissing me. “Seventy–eight.”

“Seventy–seven,” I chuckled when his lips touched my nose. He grinned at me, meeting my eyes whichhad adjusted in the dark. “With that number, I had to kiss your whole body, Anj.” “Let‘s split it then,” Ilaughed at my crazy idea. “Fifty–fifty?” I asked, gasping for air. “Good idea. Who goes first?” He asked ina low, raspy voice. “Ladies first,” I answered as I moved swiftly, hitching up my skirt as I sat on top of himand parting my legs to make me comfortable. I heard him gasp as I cupped his face, and I could feel hishard member, probably excited to enter its haven. “Should we start with one, to be fair?” He asked as hishands held my hips.

I breathed out, nodding, not wanting to think anymore. “One,” I whispered, kissing his forehead. “Two,” Ikissed his nose. “Wait,” he stopped me as I was about to kiss his cheek. “What should we do if we forgetthe count?” “Let‘s start at the beginning,” I answered. He nodded. “Should we count biting, licking, andsucking?” “Good idea. We‘ll finish counting fast,” I said, already breathless as I licked my lips and kissedhim on both cheeks, counting three and four. He smiled. “Now, it‘s my turn,” he said, tilting my head,grazing my neck with his lips, almost causing my eyes to roll up as he bit and licked my earlobe. “Yourturn,” he whispered in my ear. “One?” I chuckled nervously, forgetting the last number as I molded mymouth into his.