Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 57

(Angel's POV)

Hendrix's mouth moved down my neck and his breath felt hot and ragged against my skin. I could barely think and barely breathe. Each kiss felt like fire and it scorched me and marked me. I felt my body arch into him, needing more and

desperate for the heat only he could give. He pulled my shirt over my head and his eyes never left mine. For a moment, I felt so exposed and so vulnerable under his gaze. As if we hadn't done this like twice before already. "This is so wrong," I whispered and my voice was barely more than a breath, but even as I said the words, I couldn't stop my hands from moving. I traced the muscles of his chest and pulled him closer. "We can't keep doing this..." "Fuck it," he growled against my skin and his lips found the curve of my shoulder. His hands roamed over my body with a hunger that made my head spin. "I don't care."

I wanted to protest and wanted to tell him to stop, but all that came out was a soft moan. His mouth traveled lower and his tongue traced a path down the center of my chest. His hands slid under my bra and pushed it up and away until I was bare before him. The way he looked at me, like he couldn't get enough and like he'd been starving for me... it made something inside me snap. Every thought and every doubt vanished in an instant.

He took one of my nipples into his mouth and flicked his tongue over the sensitive peak. I gasped and tangled my fingers in his hair, holding him there and needing to feel him, the warmth, the pressure. "Hendrix..." I breathed, and my voice trembled with something I couldn't name, something that terrified me as much as it thrilled me.

He didn't answer or say a word. He just moved and slid his hands down my sides, over my hips, and pushed my skirt down, leaving me trembling and exposed. When his lips reached the soft skin of my belly, my breath hitched and my heart stuttered. I whispered it again, desperate to make him see and understand. "This is wrong... we can't..."

But he shook his head and gripped my hips as he pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh, his voice rough and almost angry. "I don't care."

coming undone. Every wall and every barrier crumbled as he kissed a path down my body, his lips worshiping every inch and every curve. It was overwhelming and dizzying, the way he touched me and made me feel like I was the only thing that mattered, the only thing that had

gentle about it. It was rough and demanding, and I met him with the same intensity and the same desperate

I couldn't hold back the gasp that escaped me and I couldn't stop my

he demanded and his breath felt hot against my skin as he moved and took everything I offered and demanded even more.

form the words and I could barely think past the haze of need and desire that clouded my mind. "I... I want you," I finally managed and my voice sounded broken and

in my hair and his body pressed against mine. I knew there was no going back. There

whispered and tugged at my jacket, her lips

pulling her onto my lap, feeling her

voice barely

go deeper, she pushed me and pulled

just returned to her body in the midst

and my voice sounded hoarse and

her eyes filled with tears. "Because

her warmth and her fear and the undeniable connection that burned between us. "I've told you I don't care," I whispered fiercely,