Cover Reveal: Wreaking Havoc - Angel Steel
Synopsis:
Nothing in this world mattered more than us.
That’s what I thought.
In one single moment, it all comes crashing down around me.
I thought I had it all: love, trust, honesty. What a lie that was.
Secrets, deceit, pain, a whole lot of that. Everything was a lie. Our whole time together, nothing was real. My heart was torn from my chest, piece by piece, until nothing was left.
The day my life ended, when the world came crashing around my feet, was the day I said goodbye to Dante Davenport. He ruined everything. He destroyed me completely and obliterated my heart in the process. Life will never be the same again.
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ABOUT
ANGEL: Born and bred in Australia. She has lived here all her life
with her wonderful husband and 4 children. Angel loves reading any
kind of books and loves to write. In her spare time, Angel and her
husband watch porn and GIF’s on Tumblr for ‘research’. If you
read a hot scene in one of her books, you can be sure it’s been
tried and tested!If you want to spot Mr Steel at an event, he wears a t-shirt which reads “My wife writes porn”. There’s really nothing better than a supportive husband.
ANGEL’S BOOKS: Sweet Temptation (Sweet, #1) Sweet Surrender (Sweet, #2) and NEW RELEASE Harpers Little Spitfire (Harper’s Series)
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As
soon as I walked through the door, and heard her voice, I wanted her.
The way the cute little t-shirt that hugged her like a second skin
she was wearing while cooking dinner had my full attention. I stood
back and watched as she moved around the kitchen, going from the
stove top to the sink, then the fridge. What I couldn’t take was
when she leaned over and removed something from the oven, her prefect
ass in the air, swaying from side to side, with completely nothing on
under it. My dick was hard, when I walked in the door, now it was
like granite, pulsating against my jeans, busting to get out.
Placing
my bag quietly on our sofa, I made my way into the kitchen and
listened, as she sang some song, I didn’t care what she was
singing, it was the way she moved her body to the song. Stepping
lightly towards her, my hands shot out and grabbed her hips, pulling
her flush against my body.
“Holy
shit.” She screamed. She squirmed in my grip, my hands tightened on
her hips as I pushed my aching dick against her ass.
“Dante.”
She whimpered.
“Baby,
why aren’t you wearing any underwear?”
Still
holding onto her hip, my other hand slid up her body and lingered
under her breast. Her chest rose and fell quickly, in time with my
own. My hand shook as it sat under the weight of her breast. Waiting,
I have no idea why.
“I
wanted to surprise you.” She purred, while pushing her ass against
my jeans.
“Well,
it was one hell of a surprise to walk in and see you bent over with
nothing on under this shirt.” I say sliding the t-shirt up and
exposing her creamy white thighs.
“Dinner
will get cold, Dante.”
“I’d
prefer to have dessert first, baby.” My hand traced down and over
her belly, moving slowly down to her hip. Her own hands gripped my
thighs as she held on. Moving my hand further down to the one place I
wanted to be in right now. Edging my way across her hip and down I
lightly grazed my finger tip over her clit, “Sweetheart, you
already wet for me?” I whispered into her ear.
“I’m
always wet for you, Dante.” The way my name came from her mouth had
my balls pulling tight under my dick. I nudged my fingers down lower
to her pussy, circling, before entering ever so slowly into her wet
heat. Her walls closed around my fingers, gripping me right there. My
hips began to rock into her ass, wanting nothing more than to rip my
fingers from her depths and fucking her like I know she wanted. But I
wanted her
to
beg me for my cock.
Her
nails dug into my thighs, loving the slight pain she gives me,
heightening my pleasure as well as her own as I ground my erection
harder into her ass. Her sweet moans echoed throughout the kitchen,
as my fingers continue to slide in and out of her. I felt her legs
shake against my own as she struggled to stay upright. Walking her
forward as my mouth finds her neck and nipped at her skin, coursing
her body to shiver alongside mine.
“Dante.”
She whispered my name again.
I
don’t want to talk. All I want is to feel Amelia wrapped around me
any way I can get her. Spinning her around, to face me, I crashed my
mouth to hers. Our lips moved together, as one. Sliding my tongue
into her mouth and moaned as she sucked on the tip of it. Her hips
ground against my own, and then suddenly I felt her hand trace over
my obvious erection. I loved her hands on me. The soft against the
rough and hard.
I
heard the sound of my zipper coming undone and groaned as her hand
wrapped around my cock. My mouth left hers and made its way over and
down her neck. Grabbing her honey blonde hair in my fist, I pulled
her head back, erupting a gasp from her lips and forced her to look
at me.
“What
do you want, Lia?”
Her
eyes the shade of the darkest part of the ocean, are fully dilated
with how aroused she is.
Fuck!
I knew mine would be too with the way her hand tightened and held
still onto my dick. I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to; if I did
or encouraged her I’d blow my load way to fucking early. Trying to
control my breathing the best I could at being around her, I stepped
back and waited for her answer.
Her
chest rose and fell rapidly, her nipples erect and pressed tight
against the t-shirt she wore drawing my eyes to them. Licking my
lips, wanting her completely naked right then and my lips wrapped
around each of them. My hand moved on its own towards my jeans.
Lifting my head up and watched her across from me as I wrapped my
hand around my cock, and began stroking at a steady pace.
Her
eyes fell to my crotch, glued there, watching my every move. Taking
one step towards her, “what do you want, Lia?” I asked again.
Her
tongue shot out and glided along her bottom lip, holding the moan
back, I watched as she dropped to the floor right in front of me and
reached out for my leg and pulled me towards where she now kneeled.
“I
want you, Dante.”
Damn,
I love hearing those exact words coming from her mouth.
“And
what part of me do you want most, Lia?” I couldn’t help but push
that little more with her. I wanted the exact words coming from her.
So she knew what she had to say.
Her
hand slid up my leg and pulled my jeans further down and out of the
way and wrapped her hand around me yet again. Although it was only
for seconds, but those seconds without a single touch from her kills
me. I need everything from her.
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