Angela's Salvation (19 page)

He brought his finger to her lips and softly pressed against them.  "Give me the rest of this day Angela," he was willing to beg for at least a few more hours of feeling like they belonged together.  If he couldn't have forever, then he would settle for this on those cold lonely nights after she left.

As they landed with a small bump, she wanted to tell him she'd give him eternity if he asked it of her, but she simply nodded instead.  His answering smile made her heart race and she remembered they weren't exactly alone.  Turning back to face the pilot she blushed hotly.

"Happens all the time," Victor smiled, "the basket you requested is waiting on the table, I hope you both have a lovely afternoon." 

Nolan wrote the man a check including a hefty bonus for the privacy he'd afforded them.  Now that they were on solid ground again, he hoped the mood wouldn't disintegrate. In general he considered himself a very selfish man, but when he was with Angela, he wanted so much more than his own instant gratification.  Winning her back had to be possible, he told himself, she completed him in a way no one else had before.

Angela followed him back to the car, still feeling elated from the flight and spending time alone with him in such a way.  When he opened her car door, she slid back inside and wondered what other adventure he had planned, because it was apparent there was still more to come.  She decided if he wanted to tell her where they were going he would, and she wasn't going to spoil his surprise if he didn't.

They drove half an hour with nothing but the radio on filling the confined space, and where they arrived was a place so beautiful she instantly fell in love.  When he pulled the car up and turned off the ignition, she stared at the beautiful cabin for a few moments in stunned silence.

"I thought we'd have a little picnic here," he smiled at the expression on her face, knowing instantly she loved the scenery.

"Won't the owners be upset about us camping out on their lawn?" She couldn't imagine them not being upset, considering the overwhelming elegance of the home.  The beach front was a spectacular view that she really wanted to explore, but not at the risk of getting him in trouble.

"I don't think I'll mind a beautiful lady enjoying my vacation home," he chuckled softly at the look of amazement that crossed her face.  Lake Tahoe was, in his opinion, one of the most beautiful places in the world, but he enjoyed the comforts of living in the city itself and didn't get out here as much as he should.  He knew the servants kept it well-maintained during his absence, but they only came in once a week.

"I can't believe you own this place and don't live here Nolan!" She loved his mansion in the city, but this place was pure paradise.  Granted it was much smaller than his other home, but the view was simply amazing and she couldn't imagine wanting to sleep anywhere else.

"Maybe you should buy it from me?" He wanted to offer it as a gift, but knew she'd never accept.  The thought of her leaving him was horrible but at least she'd be living close enough that he could protect her all the time, he thought to himself.

""You're joking right?" She laughed softly, "why in the world would you ever want to give this place up?"

The more he thought about it, the better the idea sounded.  The property wasn't being used properly, and it could definitely be better suited to someone that would give it the tender loving care it deserved.  "I've been out here once in the last year Angela, seriously if you like the inside and want to consider it, I'll work with you on some type of agreement."

"Nolan this place is probably way out of my budget," she had already fallen in love with the cabin, but even with her huge advance, this had to be out of her price range.

Shaking his head at how she thought about money, he knew that he could convince her to take him up on his offer.  "Let me give you a tour," he held out his hand and walked her up the
front door.

Angela eyes widened in amazement and the high vaulted ceiling, and the incredible
openness of the area enhanced by the windows filtering in the sunshine since the entire front of the home was made of glass.  "Nolan this place is truly amazing," the side wall was made of stone and encased a fireplace that she could just imagine sitting in front of on a cool winter night.

As he continued the tour she was in awe of the understated simple elegance of the cabin, and just knew this was a place she and Rachel could easily call home.  Unlike his mansion in the city, this place had so much warmth and even though he said he rarely came here, it had that lived in feeling.  "I really don't understand how you could think of giving this up."  Shaking her head, she wondered what it must be like to know you could afford anything you wanted.

"It's just a building Angela," he didn't put much stock in physical things, taking them for granted because of his station in life.  Seeing them through her eyes made him rethink his thoughts though. "I love having you live with me Angela, but if you like this place then I really want you to have it."

All the earlier feelings of happiness faded a little with his words, as she could only assume he wanted her out of his life.  She couldn't blame him, why would someone as incredible as him want to burden himself with a person who could never give herself fully.  "If you're really sure you don't mind Nolan, I could at least rent the place from you until I'm sure I can afford to buy it?"  If he wanted her out of his house that desperately, and was giving her a way out then she couldn't exactly turn it down, she thought trying not to let her emotions show on her face.

She was so eager to leave him that for the first time in his adult life he felt desolate.  "The cabin is yours if that's what you want Angela, and I don't think money will be an issue."  He had so many different expectations for the afternoon, but it was obvious to him, she just wanted to get out of his life and that changed his mood entirely.  "Let's eat in the kitchen," all thoughts of the romantic picnic gone from his mind now, "I think we need to discuss your new situation."  If she was leaving him, he wanted her to understand that financial concerns were no longer an issue for her at least.

His attitude was chilly, and she really didn't understand what had changed so drastically since they'd entered the property.  "Okay," she tried to keep the disappointment from her voice over how he was acting.  She wanted that sweet man that had kissed her in the balloon earlier, back. 

He arranged the food on the small kitchen table and decided to jump right in with the explanation of where her career would be going in the next few months as they dined. "I've set you up to open with Desolite, you'll be on the road with them for at least the next two months.  The venue is already sold out, so the small deposit I've given you has already been covered from those concert dates."

Angela's eyes widened at the thought of touring with the hottest band hitting the charts at the moment.  The thought of opening for them was mind boggling, because they had such a huge following.  "Nolan that's freaking amazing."  She knew the kind of crowds the band pulled in, anyone who watched television or listened to the radio did.

"I think you'll blow them off the stage personally, Angela," he gave a half-hearted smile, knowing after this tour she would be the hottest commodity in the United States.  Part of him was thrilled that he was able to give her the dream, the other wished he could keep her tucked away with him for the rest of his life.  Her life was about to change forever, and once her fame began he knew that the sweet beautiful woman before him would change as well.  It was so cliché, but fame changed people.

"When do I leave?" Her stomach fluttered in nervous anticipation at the thought of performing in front of crowds of that magnitude, but the excitement of having this chance was something she never imagined a person like her would ever have and she owed it all to him.

"The tour starts in two weeks," it did things to his heart that he couldn't explain seeing the expression of wonder on her face.  "As you can understand, this tour will cement your career so worrying about finances, honestly that's just not a problem any longer."

She was no longer the poor girl from New Jersey, she sat back in her chair, nibbling on her lunch as she allowed that thought to sink in.  Concerts were big money, even someone with her limited experience in the business understood that with sold out auditoriums there's no way you couldn't make a fortune.  "I don't know how to thank you for this Nolan."  The man had handed her the dream of stardom and ironically she knew she'd give every bit of that up if she could just have the man himself.

"You thank me by going out there and singing your heart out Angela."  The thought of sharing her incredible talent with the world, as selfish as it was, made him ache to keep her tucked inside the safety of his arms.  They would fall in love with her just as he had, he knew, and when that happened what little chance he'd ever had with her would be gone forever.

Without thinking she stood up and walked over to his side of the table and dropped to wrap her arms around his neck.  "Thank you Nolan," she held him tightly, knowing that for as long as she lived, she owed this incredible man more than she could ever repay.

Holding her, he stood, wishing he could keep her just like this for the rest of his life.  "You deserve to have all your dreams come true."  He meant that with every fiber of his soul.  If anyone in this world deserved a break, it was this beautiful broken woman. 

It was wrong of her, but knowing they had so little time, she lifted her lips to his and kissed him of her own accord for the first time. 
She wanted to feel the passion of his kiss so she could carry the memory with her long after he was gone. 

The thought of losing her did something to his mind that he would regret later.  Without thought he stepped out of her arms, and
with one long sweep of his arm the entire contents of the table hit the floor.  He didn't want her to leave, but if she was going to, he wanted to feel her underneath him one last time.  He'd always controlled his darker desires with her, but something inside him broke as he pulled her back into his arms.

She barely had time to bite back a gasp of shock as he sent their lunch crashing to the floor before he enveloped her in his arms and pulled her against his body with a force that overwhelmed her.  His hands were everywhere at once, and she fought to catch her breath at the urgency of his touch.  The cool breeze flittering across her skin as he removed her shirt and bra had little time to register since his mouth latched onto her nipple and he was suckling her deeply.  Heart racing, she could only feel every sensation as he ravaged her.

He didn't want her to leave, he thought desperately as his hands moved under the short skirt she was wearing and snapped the thin fabric of her silky panties.  His fingers trailed through the soft folds of her core, determined to make her feel the same insane desire he felt for her.  He couldn't think about losing her anymore, he needed to possess, to show her how much he needed her.

In stunned desire, she arched up into those long fingers stroking her with skilled precision, working her body like
an instrument that only he knew how to tune.  Clutching his shoulders, as he lowered his mouth between her thighs, his tongue delving frantically into the heated passion of her desire, there was no time to think, only feel.  Forgetting the hardness of the table, as her legs were pulled over his shoulders and he devoured her masterfully, she was nothing but pure sensation.

Mine, he screamed in his thoughts, and he licked and teased, and plunged with his tongue, his only obsession to bring her over into the mindless insanity of need he felt.  Her body flooded his tongue with her essence, and it was the last straw of control he had over his already enflamed senses.  Refusing to let her body come down from the release he'd given, he continued to taste her and with his free hand, unbuttoned his pants, yanking them down with his underwear in one quick movement. 

He entered her with one quick thrust, and she cried out softly as her body stretched to take his long, thick length inside.  His hand reached up to capture her wrists, and as he began to move with hard forceful thrusts, she was completely at his mercy.  He'd never loved her body this way, and she knew she should be terrified but the intensity was so beautifully overwhelming, she ached for even more. Wrapping her legs around his waist she surrendered to the mind blowing passion, crying out as he took her over the edge again, her cry of pleasure and amazement echoing off the walls.

He was like a man possessed as he drove into her softness, the ecstasy of being inside her tight, clenching folds unlike any other sexual experience he'd known in his life.  Out of his mind, he continued to ride her until his body came undone and reality slowly came back.  Still joined deeply, he glanced down into her shocked eyes and froze at the idea of what he'd just done.  Releasing her hands as if the thought of holding them scorched his skin, he allowed the reality of the situation to sink in.

His overwhelmed mind took in the sight of her skirt riding up her waist, the stunned expression in her beautiful eyes, and the fact that he had just brutally taken her in a way that could have done nothing but terrify her. "Forgive me," he pleaded, still embedded inside of her, afraid to move, fearful she'd run away and never let him apologize for the horrible act he'd forced upon her.  Realizing that he was still pinning her down, he slid from her clenching flesh and hated himself even more as the wince of pain escaped her lips at his rough treatment.