Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 – Blame The Alcohol (Anj‘s POV) 

“Just a kiss?” Sky Mars, the Mighty Sky, curved a naughty smile on his lips. 

I chuckled, feeling the heat creeping through my cheeks. I knelt before him and leaned my head forward. “Just a kiss,” I whispered. Not waiting for him to answer, I planted a quick kiss on his lips, and I was right about the softness of his sensual lips. 

My heart was dancing with joy, my brain was screaming with shame, and my body was burning with unexplainable desire as I returned to sitting on the sand. I swallowed hard, wanting to run to the water and submerge myself to hide from him. Then, I heard him laugh hard. 

“You call that a kiss?” he asked amusedly, filling his glass and drinking his liquor. “I was right, then. You‘ve never been kissed.” He teased me. 

I raised my eyebrows and frowned at him. “Excuse me, Mighty Sky, but I have kissed plenty of men,” I said proudly, taking a sip from my glass, thinking of all the grandfathers I have kissed on their cheeks whenever they missed their children or grandchildren in the nursing home. 

Dylan crossed my mind, but I had never thought of him kissing me or me kissing him. “Really?” His eyes flicker on me, smiling at me. “You must be a witch,” he said, surprising me, but I only raised my eyebrows, not asking why. He lifted his hand, trailing my jawline with his fingers, causing me to gasp. “Your face... You‘re beautiful,” he said, creasing his forehead. I cupped my face and grinned at him. “It must be the alcohol,” I said, but I was afraid that the medicine I took earlier must have taken its effect. 

with me. “Maybe.”

even forgotten I was not wearing anything except my still wet underwear, but here I was, sitting behind the gorgeous man I had ever met, not minding we were almost naked. I wondered how to explain everything to Anya about how I met Sky Mars and became an offering to the god of the elite. “We should stop drinking, Sky,” I said, standing up and hoping to go back to the water to help me get sober, but I got

of me. Instead, he wrapped his arm on my waist and his other arm on the back of my neck “Mental inducement?” I joked, parting my lips as I hoped to chuckle, but I caught him looking at my mouth. I swallowed hard, breathing out as I wished for a real kiss. “You‘re right because you‘re making me insane,” he said huskily, our lips so close that I thought we were breathing as one. My eyes studied his face, looking perfect under the great night sky, and then fixed my gaze on

read romance novels to them but never realized I

hated and loved the feeling of this unfamiliar sensation, but right now, I wished

our bodies touched but exciting me even more. I am not wearing

 

this, silently teaching me while exploring my mouth. I could not believe a

me to look at my face. His thumb trailed my mouth. “You‘ve never been kissed,” he whispered. His eyes

me, not remembering that somewhere there

deepening the kiss as I moan in pleasure. As our kiss becomes fiery and intense, I cannot help wounding my fingers through his hair, just giving in to him. I groaned when his mouth departed my lips, but I gasped when I felt him gliding his mouth to my ear while his hand slowly slid down to

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