So not quite Friday because I fell asleep as soon as I got home and stayed that way for almost 12hrs. Here it is though sorry about the wait!
Chapter 19
PROM pt 2
After spending an hour sitting in a dark corner watching Mike and Jessica maul each other, Lauren and Eric get into a yelling match and Jake and Bella sweetly cuddling out on the dance floor Angela was so ready for her Senior Prom to be over. The longer she sat in that metal chair the more she wished that Paul could be with her. She didn't care that every now and then Bella would shoot her a sad look and try to wave her over, and she'd come up with some lame excuse as to why she didn't want to go out on the floor and bump and grind with Jessica and Lauren. She wanted Paul and until she was able to get him she was going to sit in her chair and pout. The thought slightly disgusted her, at the same time after what happened between them in the woods Angela barely had a thought to care.
She'd been embarrassed as they walked out of the woods but Paul's hand holding hers and his soft words reassuring her that no one would know instantly calmed her, and no one had known. Or at least that's what she thought until Kim sidled right up against her when she walked into the house and secretly plucked a single pine needle out of her hair. With a snicker Kim muttered one word to her and gripped the pine needle in her fist and sauntered away. She knew her face was a flame and was beyond thankful when Bella jerked up from the table and insisted that it was time for them to leave.
"Hey Angela would you uh like to dance?" Jake asked wearing that smile he always wore for Bella and it made her smile too.
She opened her mouth to protest but Jake waggled his fingers, "Paul told me to make you dance at least once and since he'd probably rip any other guys arms off and beat them with them I'm you're only safe bet."
That made her snort and then roll her eyes knowing that it was probably true, "ok but just this one, my feet are kind of tired." Jake bobbed his head as a response and pulled her from the chair.
"I hope you don't mind but uh, we'll just dance over here, I don't really like being out there in the middle of everything and sorry if I step on your toes."
Angela smiled up at Jake as he awkwardly put his hands on her hips and slowly began to sway, "I'm sure we'll do fine."
The song seemed to go on forever, and the longer it went on the more she missed Paul. The heat from Jake's hands and the way he loomed over her was so similar to Paul. As her mind wondered she didn't realize that Jake was steering her to a dark corner near their table, one that was hidden by the thick layers of flowing fabric that Jessica had insisted be there to hide all of the Basketball banners and signs. When the strobes of light were no longer flashing in her vision Angela blinked up at him, "Jake what-"
"Shh," he soothed while gently pushing her back away from him, "have fun and make it quick," he whispered to the darkness behind her.
Angela whirled around wondering just who it was Jake was talking to and gasped, her hand going to her mouth as her eyes locked with "Paul."
"Come here," he growled while grabbing her wrist and pulling her into his chest, "just one and then I have to go, the place is crawling with teachers and parents and Charlie is outside making sure no one leaves."
"You're here, you came."
"Wouldn't miss it," rumbled into the ear that she had pressed against his chest.
The music stopped for a second and the lights brightened slightly causing Paul to step back further into the corner, Angela didn't realize that she was clutching his shirt as tight as she was until he chuckled.
"Alright class of 2010 we've got one more slow one before we tear this place down, so grab that special lady and make your way to the floor!"
When the opening cords of When I Look at You began to play Angela groaned into Paul's chest, "this is the third time they've played this song tonight."
Paul laughed outright, "You don't like it?"
"Angela looked up at him as they swayed back and forth, "it's ok I guess but Jessica is obsessed with this song, with this movie so I've been hearing it since it came out, on repeat."
"Too bad," Paul teased while looking down at her.
"Why's that?"
"It's the first time we've danced together so that makes this our song right?"
A huge smile split Angela's face before she laughed too, "see I knew you were a romantic, and yeah I guess it's our song now, so I'll deal with it for you."
He chuckled again and pulled her closer.
~U~
After the song had ended Paul dropped a very sweet and then very heated kiss to her lips, told her had to go and then demanded she have fun so Angela did just that.
Jake had disappeared for about a half hour after Paul did and it left Bella open to Jessica and Lauren's attack. At first the two girls stood uncomfortably in their circle of friends getting bumped around until Bella whispered to her that they should at least act like they were having fun if they ever wanted to make it out alive. So at first that what they did, acted like they were having fun, but then Angela actually started to have fun and from the looks of it Bella was too, she was smiling and laughing and even Jake had gotten in the mix having rolled up his shirt sleeves much like Paul had and trying his hardest to keep to the beat of the songs that was blaring through the speakers, and when the last song came; another slow one the three of them danced awkwardly in a circle for a few seconds before Jake stepped back muttered something about looking hot and Paul killing him and went and sat at the table his eyes never leaving the two.
As the song ended a sort of somber mood fell over the gym and no one really made a move to leave, Jessica and Lauren both slammed into Bella and Angela at the same time wailing that the best years of their lives were over. Locking eyes with Bella Angela rolled hers and stepped back causing the two crying girls to nearly topple over each other.
"Jess, come on baby it's going to be ok. Eric's throwing that party at his place, it'll be alright." Mike tried to hush her while awkwardly patting her shoulder.
Thankfully Jessica and Lauren perked up at the mention of a party and quickly allowed Mike to lead them toward the side doors.
A slight tap to the shoulder made Angela jerk around hope flaring in her chest, it quickly faded when she realized it was Eric, "so I know things have been kind of weird because you're seeing that guy, but he didn't show up so I was thinking maybe-"
"His name is Paul and I'm still with him, he just couldn't come because he's older."
"How old is he?"
Angela huffed while crossing her arms across her chest, "he's only twenty Eric."
Holding his hands up in a placating gesture he shot her an innocent look, "ok, ok, but he's not here so I thought I'd invite you to my party."
"I can't, my parents expect me home for getting caught at Jessica's party."
Eric frowned then waved his hand when Lauren called his name, "bummer"
Angela shrugged not really thinking it was a bummer and turned to pick up her purse.
~U~
To say she was a little bummed that Paul hadn't picked her up in the parking lot when she walked out was an understatement. As soon as they were squished in Jake's car he was trying his hardest to cheer her up but nothing really worked. As they pulled into her drive she noticed that the kitchen light was on and sighed, of course her dad would be waiting up for her making sure she'd came straight home. With a quick wave to Jake and a hug from Bella Angela walked in the house.
When she got in the kitchen though she was slightly surprised to see that it wasn't her dad that was waiting for her but her mom, "oh honey you look exhausted did you have fun?"
Angela smiled and tossed her purse on the table and sat in front of the plate of cookies her mother placed there, "I did, and I am tired. I didn't realize how much dancing could take it out of me."
"Well eat these up and go grab a shower and head to bed, I just wanted to make sure you had fun and got home safely."
"I did, it was nice to spend some time with my friends and not have to worry about anything."
"That's good honey, are you ok though you don't seem as happy as you should be."
"No, I'm fine, just a little tired, and if I'm honest it was kind of hard seeing all those couples having fun and not having someone to have fun with."
Her mother frowned and then slowly put a lock of hair behind Angela's ears, "Paul really is a good guy isn't he honey."
Angela smiled around the cookie in her mouth, "I think so yes."
"We stayed for a while after you kids left, he has some really great friends and apparently his dad works in Oregon with a logging company did you know that?"
Angela almost chocked on the cookie, in all the time that she'd known Paul she'd never even thought to ask him about his parents, although from a conversation when Paul first came around she gathered that his mother wasn't in the picture.
"I didn't know that no."
"Well Sam and Emily seem like really great kids and Jake's father and Charlie are a real hoot when you get them together, it's nice to see that you are hanging out with great people when you go down there and Isaac and Josh are over the moon with Seth. You're such a smart responsible young girl Angie and your dad and I…-" when her moms hand covered her heart Angela knew that her mother was about to cry.
"Mom it's ok."
"Oh honey I know it's just that it's not going to be long before you graduate and then you're off to college and we'll hardly ever see you."
"Erin," her father's soothing voice cut through the sound of her mother's quiet sobs, "don't go upsetting the girl after her busy night, she'll be fine." Looking at Angela pointedly he tried for a genuine smile, "we'll be fine Angie."
Angela nodded sadly at her parent's and then patted her mother's hand lovingly, "I think I'm just going to head upstairs and take a shower. If it's alright with you dad can I lock my door so the boys don't break in at the crack of dawn and wake me?"
Her father smiled at her while patting her mother who was now sobbing quietly in his arms, "That's fine honey."
Snatching her purse and the last two cookies from the plate Angela slowly made her way upstairs.
~U~
When she got into her room Angela threw her purse on her desk and flopped on her bed with a huff. Once she got done bouncing she stuffed the two cookies in her mouth at the same time and groaned.
"I think that's the sexiest thing I've seen all night." Paul's breath fanned across her cheek as she choked on the stack of cookies in her mouth. "Definitely."
Angela turned and smacked him in the shoulder while forcing the half eaten cookies down, "what are you doing here?"
Shrugging Paul rubbed her knee as he lowered himself to the bed, "just wanted to see you."
Grabbing his hand that was slowly making its way to her inner thigh Angela cocked an eye at him, "I'm glad you came, it made my night."
Paul's hand stilled and he opened his mouth to say something but it was cut off when a huge yawn erupted from Angela's mouth, one that made her eyes go wide.
"Oh gosh I guess I'm more tired than I thought, I was going to take a shower but I might fall over if I get up."
Heat blazed in Paul's eyes as he quickly got to his feet on the other side of the bed, "I'll help you."
His offer made Angela's face heat and her fingers twitch, "you want to-"
"Help you shower; hell yes." He said while prowling around her bed to the door.
When Angela heard the lock slide home she gasped and turned toward him. As he made his way toward her he was already working the buttons on his shirt, "stop."
He came to an abrupt halt and shot her a worried look, "if you don't-"
"No," Angela stood slowly making her way to him on aching feet, "I want to, but can I," she asked motioning toward the buttons on his shirt. His nostrils flaring the growl from his chest was answer enough for her.
~U~
Angela started where he left off, the fourth button down. With shaking hands she slid each of the remaining three buttons out and then slowly parted his shirt, the sight of his heaving bare chest and thin treasure trail heated her blood. As she slid her hands up his bare chest to his shoulders she caught his eye and smiled, "I think you are the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen." As her hands slid the shirt from his shoulders and down his arms she noticed that his hands were shaking.
"It's my turn" Paul growled while pulling her close. "I'll try to go slow this time, but this damn dress; it's going to be my undoing."
Angela started to laugh but quickly stopped when his hands landed on her ass and slowly worked their way up to the back zipper, slow as molasses he gripped the tiny zipper and pulled it down. It felt like a century before the thin fabric pooled at her feet and her breasts fell making her groan at the feeling of actually being able to breath.
"That feels so much better."
"Looks better too," Paul growled his eyes firmly latched onto her now bare chest.
Angela chuckled while smacking his shoulder, "of course."
With her hand still on his shoulder Paul grabbed her wrist and slowly slid the corsage off and bent at the side to hang it upside down off her mirror, "Emily told me to tell you to hang it like that in a dark cool place and it should keep if you want it."
"I do."
Straightening to his full height Paul ran his hands down her arms and then to her lower back. Even slower he placed them on her butt and pulled her into him, as their bare chests connected he growled and she gasped. His heat mixing with the coolness of hers was a feeling Angela knew she'd never tire from.
"You're distracting me, you look like you're going to fall over, lets get this shower started."
As Paul led her to the bathroom Angela took him in, he was wearing the same jeans as before but the sight of them now made her mouth water, although he still had that belt on the jeans hung loose and very low on his hips, she could see the two dimples above his butt as he lead her to the bathroom. As her eyes wondered up his outstretched arm she took in the tattoo that she'd noticed many times before but never asked him about.
"What's this mean," her words flew out as a finger traced the pattern.
"Something different for each of us."
"Does everyone have one?" She knew it was a stupid question as soon as she asked it, but she'd seen on all of his friends, "no just me, Sam, Jared, Jake Quil, Embry and Seth is going to have one soon."
"Why"
Paul stopped just inside of the bathroom door looking hesitant to say more, "because we're brothers, it's just our way of letting each other know we'll have the other's back always."
Angela smiled, "I like that."
When Paul turned again and bent to reach for the knobs on the shower her finger skimmed between his shoulder blades, "and this one, I haven't seen one of these on anyone else."
"It's a Buddha drawing I did, a couple years back I was told I needed to calm down."
Angela smiled and skimmed the tattoo again, "you draw?"
"I used to."
When Paul turned around his hands landed on her waist toying with the seam of her underwear, "you ready for this?"
Looking up at his eager eyes Angela nodded before sucking in a breath waiting for him to lower her underwear.
~U~
Ever so slowly Paul slid the tiny white lace underwear down her hips and then legs, as her body was revealed to him he fought every urge to stick his nose against her skin and draw in a deep breath. His scent still lingered heavily against her stomach and it made the wolf howl in approval. As he bent over her scent surrounded him, more so when she placed one of her hands on his shoulder and slowly lifted her legs one at a time to step out of her underwear. When she was finally naked Paul raked his eyes over her slowly as he stood, stopping at her pubic bone taking in the sight before him, lingering where his scent still clung to her skin, stopping again to rest at her chest which was now heaving and in danger of being covered by shaking hands.
"Don't cover yourself Angel you're fucking stunning."
"I've never done this."
Paul quirked an eyebrow at her remembering the night he'd seen her fully naked for the first time, "I've seen you naked before."
"I've never showered with anyone."
Paul's eyes snapped to hers, with a small smile he stepped into her, "me either."
At those words Angela sucked in a breath, "really? You haven't"
"Never." Paul growled when her hands went to the button of his pants.
"But how, why."
"That's not how it worked," Paul shook his head, "they never mattered, it was always quick, what they wanted, what I thought I needed."
"Oh Paul."
"I know," he growled, "I'm sorry."
Angela's hand stilled on the zipper, the button hanging wide open, "don't be, if you wouldn't have been, who knows if we ever would have met."
"We fucking would have," he growled pulling her into his chest.
Paul's heart leapt in his throat as the zipper slid down and her hand surrounded him, he could feel her pulse thundering in her finger tips nearly in time with throbbing of his dick. Shaking his head to clear it from his own thoughts as well as the wolfs he stepped back, "we need to get in before the water gets cold."
Reluctantly he watched as Angela let go of him a blush creeping onto her cheeks when she realized that she hadn't taken her eyes off his member.
Holding one of her hands he smiled at her, "after you."
~U~
The feel of Paul's over heated and calloused hands roaming across her body caused Angela to nearly fall asleep in his arms. With her head on his shoulder and her back pressed up against his front she decided it would be as good of a place as any, every now and then at his whispered command Angela would lift an arm or widen her legs, but she was so relaxed in the moment that she didn't even think of offering to help him wash, that was until he turned her toward him his erection bumping slightly against her center before he slowly backed her into the water.
Groaning at the feeling of the water washing over her scalp Angela couldn't help it when she fell right into him when his hands joined in. She could smell the coconut and lime shampoo as he worked it into her scalp and then very gently nudging her chin only backwards to wash it out. She was still pressed against him when he starting massaging her scalp again this time with conditioner, "I didn't realize you were this tired, you're going to be sleeping before I'm done with you."
"Sorry" she mumbled before dropping a kiss to his chest. "Let me do you."
When her hand wrapped around his dick he groaned and pushed forward causing her to rock back on her feet, "Angel you need to stop before I knock you over."
"But I want to help."
"None needed I can manage this and hold you up at the same time. Just wrap your arms around me."
Angela did as she was told and felt as Paul slowly started to wash himself, he wouldn't be able to get everywhere with her plastered to his waist but he'd make do. Angela tapped his ribs and held her hand out gesturing for the bar of soap with out lifting her head. Instead of the bar being dropped into her hand Paul took one of her hands entwining their fingers once or twice and whispered good enough."
She smiled as his body stiffened when her hand worked its way in small circles around his hip and to his ass, her smile grew as she worked her soapy hand up to his lower back and then slowly down to his globe and then even lower to the top of his upper thigh. She was just getting ready to work her way back up again loving the spot where his ass met his thigh when he growled and grabbed her wrist, "I think my ass is clean enough."
"Ok let me wash this off," wiggling her hand in his wrist she knew she was going to do no such thing.
As soon as he dropped her arm she shoved it between their bodies and gave his shaft a hard jerk, relishing in the fact that he didn't try to stop her but encouraged her on with a pump of his hips.
"You're mark isn't on me anymore, I think you need to do something about that."
"You're going to kill me," he growled into her neck while keeping rhythm with her hand.
"Never."
"Tighter," he snarled full on rocking into her hand when she grew tired.
Angela tightened her grip and did the one thing she hoped would make him explode, she bit ever so slightly at the nipple that had been teasing her cheek.
His body stiffened and her head jerked back just into for his lips to crash down onto hers as a roar escaped his mouth.
She couldn't help the moan that broke through at the feeling of his hot come making contact with her stomach, he was still kissing her, still pumping into her fist when he jerked one final time and drew back a lazy satisfied look on his face.
"That's not what I came in here for, but thank you."
Smiling back Angela looked down at her self, "my pleasure."
Paul looked down too and his eyes blazed when he noticed her, not taking his eyes off of her stomach he made two quick swipes with his hand not enough to clean her off completely but enough to clean most of the mess.
"I never thought I'd like that," she said with a shrug.
"It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen."
"I thought me eating cookies was?" She teased quirking an eyebrow at him before a yawn broke loose.
Paul chuckled while tilting her head back gently with his fist, "let's get this finished before you freeze to death."
Angela nodded noticing just then that the water had turned cold.
~U~
They'd only been in bed three minutes before Angela fell asleep, her naked body pressed up against his and her soft breath fanning across his chest was just as relaxing as it was teasing, but he wouldn't change a thing. When she'd asked him if they could sleep together naked Paul could have fist bumped her, instead he chose to tell her if that was what she wanted. As her knee brushed against his still hard dick he thought about grabbing the jeans on the side of the bed and jerking them on.
He wouldn't do that though, as his hand ran up and down her bare arm he thought about the fact that this might actually be one of the only times they would be able to sleep naked together for years. Fucking years! His hold on her tightened at the thought, she was going to be leaving soon and there would be no more of this until she came back home in something like four years.
Rational thought tried to seep in and mention Holidays but Paul dismissed them, she'd be so busy those few weeks that she'd be home she wouldn't have time or reason to lock her door so they could hold up in her room naked for hours. What if she doesn't come home, the wolf whined in his head and just as quickly as he dismissed the other thoughts Paul dismissed that one too. There is no way in hell she wouldn't come home, no way she'd miss her parents or little brothers at Christmas, no way she missed him; would she?
"Paul," Angela's voice floated across his chest. "You're growling, are you ok?"
His gaze snapped down to her thinking that she'd be staring up at him with wide eyes, he could hear the rumble of his growl throughout the room, but as he looked at her and her finger slowly drawing circles over his heart he kissed the top of her head and told her he was ok. The hand stopped and then she was snoring again. He really needed to get his shit together.
~U~
Angela woke in the morning and tried to stretch but her movements quickly halted when a heavy weight prevented her from doing so. Turning her head to the side she smiled when Paul's peaceful face filled her vision. His thick thigh was draped over her lower half while one of his arms created a pillow behind her head and the other covered both of her breasts.
Knowing that she couldn't turn to get a closer look Angela slowly lifted her free arm and lightly began to trace the cut muscles along his arm, even in sleep and completely relaxed she could make out each one separately, the thought making her squirm. He was so damn hot it was difficult to explain. How could a man this hot, this experienced want her, "I fell asleep on you in the shower." She blurted out loud before smacking a palm over her mouth.
"Not before you fondled my ass for ten minutes and got me off, it's ok."
Angela's eyes widened and her head snapped to the side, he wore a playful smirk and when her eyes widened again he wiggled his eyebrows at her.
"Oh god, I can't believe I fell asleep on you."
"Hey," Paul said as he pulled himself on top of her, right between her legs. "It's ok, that was the best damned shower I've ever had."
When Paul dropped onto his elbows they hissed in unison at the location of his erection. "You're so hot and ready for me even as soon as you wake up."
Angela bit back a whimper when he rolled her hips and the tip of his dick easily slid through parting her wet lips.
"This is the best thing I've ever felt, you hot, wet and ready right on my bare dick."
Groaning Angela rolled her hips toward the ceiling on an upstroke bringing his head right at her center. His body went rigid right along with hers as silence ate up the room.
"Are you ready for that?" Paul's low voice seeped into her bones and for the slightest beat Angela thought about rolling her hips further, wondered what it would feel like for him to slip right into her.
Before she was able to move, Paul's body completely left hers and she whimpered at the loss while reaching out for him, "I'm not going anywhere, but you're not ready and I need to help you, you're so wound up already Angel."
Angela nodded as her eyes widened because Paul was pushing himself to his stomach and back on her bed, he tapped the inside of her thigh, "no one's touched you here?" He questioned even though he knew the answer. He liked to hear her say it, that he was the only one that had ever been there, that he was the only one that was ever going to be there.
With quick jerky movements of her head Angela answered no, "Alright put your feet on the mattress and open up for me."
Angela did quickly as she was told filled with both anticipation and nervousness at what she knew was about to happen, "I'll take care of you always."
The words were barely out of his mouth before his lips and tongue were on her, licking, sucking and pulling at her sensitive flesh. Angela groaned her feet coming off the bed when his tongue entered her, then squealed and dug her finger nails into his scalp when she felt a finger toying at her entrance. "I'll go slow, I won't hurt you ever."
She nodded and then groaned out load as his finger ever so slowly sunk into her seemingly guided by his tongue that was working in out just as slowly as his finger was. "Paul I, I"
She could feel as he smiled against her and then drove his finger in all the way, as he pulled out the tip of his finger hit something inside and her back bowed off the bed, the world around her exploding. An outer body experience is the only way to think she could explain it, she felt everything the slow lave of his tongue the slightest push and pull of his finger, at the same time she felt nothing at all, as if her entire body was floating on a cloud of air. The feeling was slowly replaced by the tingling in her legs, one she knew the meaning of by now.
"Paul," she asked in a panic not thinking it was possible worried that if the first one had been that strong how strong would the second one be and if she could possibly come back from it.
"You will, I've got you, you're going to love it, this is the way it will be with you and me always, you'll never leave my bed without coming on me at least twice, you can do this Angel."
Angela nodded her head and gasped when he rocked forward his weight sending his finger deeper than she'd ever thought it could get. He was hovering over her, his hips driving into his forearm pushing his finger into her body as he eyed her boobs that were amazingly bouncing given the size of them.
"This is where you belong under me, on my fingers, inside of me, every single fucking inch of you." As Paul growled out the last words his hips rocked forward with such force Angela scooted on the bed and once again, she took flight. This time the full pleasure of it zapped away quickly because the loss of Paul's fingers pushing inside of her, Angela's eyes were still closed but snapped open when his hand surrounded hers and grasped his dick, made for me, they knew what they were doing and a short list of cuss words were on repeat slipping from his mouth as he pumped her hand up and down his shaft. When his entire body stiffened and his dick seemed to swell in her hand Angela knew what was coming and her eyes zeroed in on the swollen purple tip just between her legs. The sight of him coming, was such a turn on Angela knew if Paul touched her at all she would have came again, she whimpered wanting it, but not at the same time. He was beautiful slowly rocking into her hand as his eyes slid closed and his chest heaved. His hand slipped away from hers as his body still rocked, Angela smiled when his fingers laced behind his head a look of pure bliss smoothing out his features, and yet he continued to rock into her palm. She raked her eyes down his body across his reddened chest and over his abs, she wanted to touch him every where.
He stopped rocking and looked down at her, the smile still in place, "you can touch me anywhere you want, when ever you want."
Angela blushed and tucked her chin into her chest embarrassed that so many things had slipped out in the heat of passion.
Paul fell forward his arms locked catching him before any part of his body touched hers, "don't be embarrassed I want to hear what you're thinking, what you want."
"Will you hold me?" Angela asked suddenly feeling exhausted as the sexual energy drained her body.
"You know I will."
Ever so slowly Paul rolled to the side grabbed the quilt that now lay crumpled on the floor and smoothed it over her stomach, cleaning her fully.
Angela smiled as he tossed the cover back onto the floor snuggled into his side.
~U~
"Hey, Angel you need to wake up."
Angela groaned at the sound of Paul's voice, able to make a full body stretch when he nudged her shoulder she opened her eyes and smiled.
"How long are you parents gone on Sunday's?"
Scrunching her brows Angela was slightly confused until it hit her, "They were at Church?"
"The left only five minutes before you woke up before."
A blush worked across her body at the thought of the things she and Paul had done, "I made sure to wait until they were gone." He smiled down at her while smoothing a strand of hair behind her ear.
"You were awake before."
"For a little bit, your brothers can be loud in the morning."
"What time is it?"
Turning toward the night stand Paul grabbed the clock and sighed, "ten thirty."
Angela smiled at him, "we have plenty of time, we never get home before three on Sunday's because he has two services and then always treats us to lunch on the way home."
Rolling over toward him Angela was just about to be bold and ask him how he wanted to spend their time but her stomach growled something awful embarrassing her.
"Stay here, I'll be right back," Paul ordered while dropping a kiss to her head then standing in all his naked glory. Angela tracked his every move, the bob of his semi hard erection as he made his way around the foot of the bed to where his jeans were located. As he grabbed for them he looked up at her wiggled his eye brows and shot her a kiss.
Before Angela knew it his pants were on, her soiled quilt in his arms and her door was clicking softly shut. As she listened to his steps slowly fade down the hallway she turned her face into her pillow and squealed in delight. Paul Lahote, resident hottie and bad boy from La Push was hers. He'd spent the entire night in her bed and not once tried to pressure her into having sex with him, he was such a different person than who'd she thought he was the night they first met, and from what he'd said numerous times yesterday, the thought made her squeal again. Hers.
~U~
Paul smiled into the fridge as Angela squealed in happiness in the room above him. If he didn't have a dick swinging between his legs and six other wolves to see him do it he just might have squealed too. Angela was fucking perfect. Every single thing about her, the feel of her body against his, her reaction to him, to his demands and needs. The way she took his pleasure and loved every fucking second of it. He'd heard himself thanking the ancestors above for their choice for him and didn't want for one second to take that back. They'd done one hell of a job choosing his mate and he promised them right then and there he was going to do everything in his power to protect her and keep her safe.