Free His Angel: The Angel Trilogy Book One by Kimberly Blalock Page A

but he doesn’t seem to know it and that is a complete turn on. He’s quiet, strong, and beautiful. I feel trapped in my own body when he’s around. My soul begs to jump out to take him. I am scared to let go like that again. I have a bitterness for the loss in my life and getting past that may never happen. We sit as we absentmindedly splash each other.
    “Thank you.” My smile is real this time, I do feel better. “Tell me something about you Evan.” I splash him again.
    “What would you like to know?” Evan clenches his hands to his sides.
    I can tell it isn’t easy for him to let people in. Maybe Evan’s just as messed up as I am or maybe he doesn’t think enough of me to say. Either way, if we’re going to continue whatever this is, I need to know something.
    “Where are you from?”
    His jaw is clenched now. “I’m from here. LA.” He doesn’t relax.
    I continue splashing my feet in the water grateful for the absentminded task. “So, what do you do for a living? Or do you get paid to be hot like Dom?” I laugh, trying to lighten his mood.
    “I’d rather talk about you.” Evan quickly reaches for my waist pulling me onto his lap, taking my breath away. Damn!
    He pulls my face to his, his forehead presses to mine. “I’d rather talk about you in my bed, Abby.” My name rolls off his tongue like cool cream in the warm sun. “Let me take you home.” He presses his lips to mine, slowly entering my mouth.
    Everything around me falls away from my grasp. I don’t control this, I don’t control my breath, or my heart beat, I’m bare. Everything is him, the warmth, tingling, taste, touch, but the lust belongs to both of us and we know it.
    “Let me take you home,” he repeats. Evan doesn’t stop, his hand slides to my inner thigh controlling my breath as it becomes ragged and hard. I run my hands through his hair, pulling him closer, making my need for control known.
    “I want to fuck you into oblivion… Abby.” My name is a harsh breath as he takes me back into his mouth. I can’t stop, I don’t try, but I couldn’t if I did.
    My mind is clouded, how did I get here, to this place of complete satisfaction, I am completely wanton for this man. I want him to take me right here.
    Evan’s phone beeps again and he growls in response.
    “Come on.” His demand says he needs to be alone with me and quickly. Evan picks me up, placing me on the ground, grabbing our waiting shoes. We walk hand in hand along the sidewalk to his monster.
    The park has a few people walking through, but the two in suits are the ones who catch my eye. Odd. As I take all of Evan in I realize he’s wearing a suit too and it’s perfection. I dismiss the two from my mind.
    Bright blue eyes suspend me in time, as he reaches down, pulling me to his chest, capturing my mouth with his. “You are so beautiful.” He sweeps the loose hair from my face. All of my doubts are washed away with his touch.

    Evan is holding the door open to my apartment as I enter. He picks me up and starts for the bedroom at the end of the hall. Every minute I’m with this man I become brave and take another step away from the edge of insanity. Every touch sparks life to wake inside my heart.
    “I want to feel you, I want to be inside of you giving you everything.”
    We enter the all-white bedroom that’s kissed with a few bright colors that make the room pop. Evan gently sets me on the down comforter. He stands above me, sliding the back of his hand down my face. Watching him there has the blood in my heart pounding against the walls trying to break free.
    He lays his suit jacket on the back of the sandy beige armchair, undoing his cuffs. He slowly removes each button of the white dress shirt that caresses his muscular frame and slides it off.
    I watch as his tongue sweeps across his beautiful bottom lip. I ache to be that lip, I want his tongue to sweep across my body, every inch.
    I sit up on the edge between Evan’s legs reaching for his