Free Angel by Dani Wyatt

where she can’t seem to stop fidgeting.
    Her eyes fall from mine, looking everywhere but my direction.  I press on the gas, the car inching backwards out of the parking space.
    “I want to take you to my family’s house on Lake Sherwood.  It’s only twenty minutes from here.  Let’s go there and talk.  I want to know so much more about you.  I want to know everything about you.  Would you like that?”
    I want to jump right over the impatient, self-conscious beginnings of this and straight into showing her what her new place in the world will be.  With me eating her pussy or her between my legs with either her hand or her mouth on my cock.
    I want to move her in, but I’ll hold back.  Because I have to, for her sake.
    “Sure.  This has been a very strange day.”  The soft giggle that falls from her sweet lips tightens my chest and thickens my cock until it can barely be contained. 
    “I know things have been bad for you today, Angel, but I hope they’re also starting to become good. Because this is quickly becoming the best day I’ve had in as long as I can remember.”
    Her hesitant, sweet smile lights up my heart and I swear her shoulders quiver as she starts to laugh, the tension of what’s just happened starting to ease.  When I give her fingers a little squeeze and she returns the same, I feel like the world has become a more beautiful place. There’s fucking rainbows and unicorns dancing around in my head. Maybe that’s fucking crazy but it’s true.
    I reach my left hand across my body to put the Charger in drive because I refuse to let go of her hand.  As I ease the car forward, I hear the soft sigh that tumbles from her ripe, glazed lips and I imagine what sounds she will make the first time my tongue slips inside her cunt.
    Hell, I’m almost afraid of the sounds I will fucking make the first time I get my mouth on her innocence.  I know a lot of people think I’m half animal already, and fuck, maybe I am because the thought of her flavor as it spreads over my tongue has rumbles and growls already surfacing from some primal part of me I’ve never known before.
    The sound of her happiness is my muse.  It’s more beautiful than anything I’ve heard before and it makes me wonder what I will do when I hear her cum for the first time.  It may just be what kills me.
    We’re at the back of the parking lot when she draws our entwined fingers over onto her thigh, hiking up the hem of her skirt a little.  I’m not even sure she knows why she’s doing it, but I do.  As she exposes the warm, silky skin, my ability to concentrate on driving gives out.
    I aim the car into the furthest back corner of the lot, where huge oak trees overhang, nearly covering us, then I put it back in park and release her fingers from mine. The windows are nicely tinted as well, so I’m sure no one will be able to see.  I’m greedy to feel her flesh under my palm.  Even now my fingers are tightening on the inside of her thigh, and I just wish I were kissing her there.
    “Why are we stopping?”
    “Because, Angel, I can’t wait.  There are things I can’t stop thinking about, things I want to do to you, and I’m afraid I will drive us off the road if I don’t get some relief.  I can’t stop thinking of how your cunt will taste, how your tongue will feel inside my mouth, and that’s just the beginning.”  I search her face, almost shocked at the honesty and vulgarity of my own words.  I fully expect her to smack my hand away.  But somehow I know it won’t matter.  What’s mine is mine, and sooner or later she will come to understand.
    But my Angel has a surprise up her sleeve for me.
    “Why aren’t you kissing me then?”  She pushes my hand another two inches up her silky skin, turning her body my way, and my mind goes blank.
    For the space of a single breath, my life is focused on those beautiful words, and I can hear my blood pumping in my ears.  A single sentence, but it means the