kneaded her breasts like twin loaves of dough, while the other one slowly wandered over her stomach and made its way between thighs. Her legs fell open to allow her fingers to slither down between the lips covering her sex.
She was so wet, so…sensitive. Her fingers glided over her clit, lightly teasing the erect little nub and sighing as she felt jolts of pleasure going through her body like fireworks on the fourth of July. She imagined that her fingers were Angel’s, imagined him stroking her faster, applying pressure to her clitoris. Her hips moved in time with her fingers until she exploded into a million tiny pieces. Nikki turned her face into her pillow to stifle her low moans as her body shuddered to a climatic finish.
Afterwards, she lay there, weak but more satisfied than she had been in a long time. The last thing she remembered before she drifted off to sleep was the sound of Angel’s name whispered softly from her lips.
Chapter 6
Angel and Carmen were on their way to a black tie fundraiser sponsored by Davidson World Corporation. He had received the invitation last week, but didn't decide to go until the last minute.
Sitting in the back of the chauffeured luxury car, his eyes ran over Carmen. The front of the black couture gown she wore was cut almost to her navel. Strategic double sided tape kept it just short of being indecent. Her hair flowed down her back in a dark, glossy mane and her ears, neck and fingers were iced out, glittering in the darkness like lightning striking brilliantly in a black sky.
“Did I tell you how gorgeous you look?”
Carmen preened under Angel's attention. “Yes, you did papi . And you showed me even better. You were more insatiable than usual.”
Angel smiled, offering no comment. He and Carmen had fucked earlier tonight, but Nikki had been on his mind the entire time. Even now, he had to work to control his body's reaction at the mere thought of seeing her tonight, had been anticipating it all day. His cell phone rang in the middle of a favorite fantasy he'd been having about her for the last couple of weeks. Pulling it out of his jacket pocket, he connected the call. “Yeah…”
“Angel, it’s Samuel. We have a problem.”
Angel's voice was sharp with frustration. “Then handle it. That’s what I pay you for.”
The other man hesitated. He knew his boss had zero tolerance for bullshit, so he wasn’t looking forward to delivering this news to him. “Before I do, I just thought you’d want to know…it’s about Teddy.”
Angel frowned. Teddy was one of his lieutenants who’d been with him for a long time. “What about Teddy?”
“We found out he’s been selling your weapons on the street. Apparently, he’s been taking a few at a time which is why we didn't miss them right away.”
Angel’s expression turned thunderous and his silence spoke volumes. Samuel nervously cleared his throat and continued. “We caught it before things got too out of hand, and estimate he made almost ten grand.”
“How did you let it go that far? Hm? Weren't you taking inventory regularly…the way you were supposed to be doing?” Angel interrupted quietly.
“I take full responsibility. I designated the job to someone and didn’t check up on him. I suspected it was going on a couple of weeks ago, but wanted to be sure before I accused him. Tonight, we have indisputable proof. We set him up and he took the bait.”
Angel pulled the phone away from his ear for a moment then leaned his head back against the seat. He was furious for so many reasons, the main one being that Teddy’s greed had put him and his operation in serious jeopardy. Angel was meticulous when it came to every detail of his business. He had to be. One slip up could mean a life sentence. That’s all it took. Teddy selling guns on the street to God