Abandoned Angel (20 page)

“Why did you tell her it was time to go?” questioned Angelina, wondering if Tiffany had done something wrong.

Blaze still had a gentle hold on her wrist. She moved in close to him, enjoying the high she felt, wanting to flirt with the handsome man. Blaze could feel her soft breasts as her nipples brushed up against his tense chest. He did not want the fun to end either. The atmosphere had been refreshing. It was time for them to leave the area though.

“Well, I give this party about twenty more minutes before it turns in to a full blown orgy,” Blaze simply stated. “And unless you want to be a part of that, we should leave.”

Angelina looked up at him confused. “I don’t understand; we are just having fun.” Her body pressed against his.

Blaze nodded in the direction of the beach in order to show Angelina what he was talking
about
. Bras and panties were coming off, and the attitude was changing thanks to Jules.

“Ok, I’m ready to go,” she grinned when she realized what was happening. The comfortable water felt good against her body, but she did not want to stick around for that.

Blaze moved his fingers from her wrist to her hand, loosely holding it as they headed towards the beach. He leaned in and whispered, “You ready to put on another performance?”

Understanding what he meant, she nodded her reply. She was ready. They club had to believe that lust took over their emotions, so that they could leave the party.

“Do you think you can handle it stud?” she teased. “I am half naked you know.”

Her light-hearted humor charmed him to the core. At about knee deep in the water Blaze quickly pulled her close to him. Chest to chest, mouth to mouth he replied, “Let’s see who can handle it baby.” Intentionally inhaling deeply, he stated, “don’t forget that I am half naked too.” His sheepish grin shot right thru her.

Angelina laughed - she had noticed.

“Show’s on,” she stated.

With that, she planted her soft lips on his, placed her arms around his neck and kissed him long and hard. Blaze allowed his hand to run down her back, and rest on her near naked butt. Angelina opened her eyes and tried not to laugh or lose concentration. He was toying with her, and she liked it. In response to his action, she surprised Blaze by sliding her right leg up the outside of his thigh as she continued to embrace him. Blaze ran his hand across her smooth leg, and then grinned as he grabbed her right butt cheek and playfully squeezed it - hard. Angelina could not help but giggle. They had caught the attention of more than one person, as was the plan.

“Let’s get our clothes,” he teased, grateful that he was cold. The other men watched as Angelina grabbed her things, disappointed that she was leaving.

“I’m next with that one,” shouted one of the bikers to Blaze.

“Like hell you are,” responded Doc, trying to shut him down. “I’ve already got dibs when he is done.”

Blaze and Angelina were already walking up the hill, clothes in hand, at that point. The attention quickly turned back to the naked women still playing in the water as the party heated up.

“So, what now?”
Angelina asked once they were out of ear range of the others.

“We finish the show,” Blaze teased.

Angelina, suddenly shy and unsure of herself, became very aware of her exposed body. Blaze caught her expression and turned to her.

“Angel,” his voice was kind and gentle, but still held a bit of humor in it, “you know I’m just playing right? We don’t do anything that you don’t want to do.” Of course, he really hoped she wanted to continue with what they had started. He longed to touch her.

Angelina smiled shyly and kissed him gently on the softest part of his lips, overcome with desire. There was no show to put on, and no one to impress. It was just her and Blaze, and she liked the way she felt more than she wanted to admit, even to herself. His touch excited her, but the feelings it stirred inside her heart scared her. She had been with the wrong type of man too many times, and she could not allow herself to go down that road again. She had seen Blaze struggle to control his temper and his emotions, and she believed that eventually, he would quit trying. More importantly, she did not want to get side tracked; she needed to get to her son. Justin had to be her only concern.

It took a great deal of self-control to pull her body away from his.

 “I want to be with you Blaze, I really do,” she explained, “I mean I REALLY do,” she said emphasizing the REALLY with obvious humor.

Blaze kept a half-assed grin on his face, intentionally. He realized that he was about to be disappointed, and did not want to put pressure on the woman.

“But?” he waited.

“I just, I –
uhhhgggg
,” she really did not know what to say. She had no idea how to explain it. After hesitating a moment she opted for the truth. “I’m afraid Blaze,” she whispered.

“I don’t intend to force you,” Blaze responded, surprised by her comment. He no longer wanted the outsider to be afraid of him. They were past that point, and he did not understand what she was getting at.

“No, not that kind of afraid,” she grinned, amused by his effort. “I mean, I guess I’m afraid because it has been a long time since I’ve been with someone that I want to be with, someone that I chose to be with.” The dumbfounded look on his face indicated that he had no idea where she was coming from. Feeling foolish, Angelina wished she hadn’t started the conversation.

“Do you want to be with me?” he asked.

“Yes, I do Blaze, but,”

“But what Angel, I don’t understand the problem?” he asked, confused by her statement. He tried not to show his frustration.

“I just never had real good experiences with sex before,” she tried to explain, feeling ridiculous.

The thought of having to clarify that most of her sexual encounters were with men who had forced themselves on her, sickened her stomach. She did not want to go into the details, because they humiliated her. Even as a married woman, she had always felt forced to have sex. Generally, Rusty had been cruel during the act, taking what he wanted, when he wanted it. Although there were times when the bastard attempted to be gentle, he always made Angelina feel like she had no choice in the matter when it came to sex. She had never known what it felt like to WANT to have sex, until now. The desire for him was so strong that she actually ached for his touch. The strength of this desire scared her. She could not give that control over to him.

“I’m sure this will be a great experience,” he tried to tease.

She did not bite.

“I’m sorry Blaze, I just can’t get side tracked with this right now. I have to find Justin. I shouldn’t have flirted.”

Angelina realized that she must sound like a bumbling drunk teenager who had never had sex before. She wanted the man, and felt guilty for that. She hated that she felt guilty, but she did.

“This just isn’t something I can do right now. I cannot deal with it right now because in a couple of days you’ll be gone from my life. You know?” she asked, hoping he would understand some of what she was saying. She had not slept around before she met Blaze, and didn’t plan to do it now. She struggled with standing by her convictions.

Blaze was both disappointed and confused by her reaction to her own desire. He could see that she wanted him, but she was afraid to allow herself to enjoy him. He did not understand why, but assumed she had her reasons. She said no, and he would not force himself on her, it wasn’t in him.

Blaze gently kissed Angelina’s soft lips before responding.

“Ok, Angel, we don’t have to have sex, but we do have to go back to the camp.”

It had been a long time since he had wanted a woman as he wanted Angelina, and hiding his disappointment was difficult. Something about her naïve temperament made her come off as extremely sexy.

“If we stay in the open you’ll be expected to be included in the fun,” he chuckled. “And if you thought you had bad sex experiences in the past . . .” His words trailed off as he realized they weren’t funny. He finally understood what she had been trying to say. He gently touched her bruised cheek.

“I’ll do my best to keep my hands off of you,” he joked, lightening the mood. “But it will be hard.”

Grateful for his understanding, Angelina held tight to his arm as they walked the rest of the way back to their camp.

Blaze pulled a dry shirt out of his bag for her, and watched as she removed her wet brassiere, hanging it on a low branch to dry. Angelina kept her eyes on his as she put the shirt over her head, and onto her body. There wasn’t any reason to turn away from his line of sight at that point. She ached for his touch, but her heart told her to stay away. His life style was bad news and she knew it. She had a son to think about, and getting side tracked by Blazes titillating body would only distract her.

Blaze rolled out one of their blankets and placed it on the ground where they had slept the night before. He lay on his side, with his head resting on his hand, as he grinned up at Angelina. After watching her pace for a few moments, he motioned for Angelina to lie next to him. She hesitantly did so, allowing him to cover them in the process. Lying there, face to face, Blaze spoke first.

“You realize the show isn’t over if someone comes this way right?”

“Yeah, I realize that,” she answered. “I’m pretty sure I can handle it though.” Angelina enjoyed the teasing.
“How about you?
Can you handle it?”

Blaze laughed. “Honestly - I don’t think so!” He then lowered his voice to a soft whisper, allowing an edgy growl to escape his lips, teasing her even further.

“Laying here like this, our bodies almost touching, is driving me insane Angelina. You are a cruel woman.” His mischievous grin captivated Angelina. “Hell, I have a hard on just thinking about it!”

Both Angelina and Blaze laughed. Under different circumstances, the brash remark might have embarrassed Angelina, but as it is, she snickered right along with Blaze.

Unable to stop herself, she leaned in and kissed him again. She still had a nice buzz going, and was not thinking clearly about what she was doing to the horny man. Blaze kissed back, gently at first, but before either of them realized what was happening he rolled on top of her, and he was kissing her hungrily. Angelina responded with just as much desire.

B O
O
M

The eerie blast of a gun echoed in the distance, startling the both of them. Blaze jumped up, tossing the blanket off the two of them. Angelina sat up straight. The sound sobered them both instantly.

“You stay here,” Blaze ordered, grabbing his clothes.

“Stay under the blanket, and as still as possible until I get back.” Angelina had not noticed that it had started to get dark, until then.

Frightened by his urgency she jolted to her feet. “I don’t understand, what’s happening? Was that a gun?” she asked. She did not want him to leave.

“Yeah, it’s probably nothing, but I’ll check it out. Just stay put, I’ll be right back.”

Blaze rushed off to find out what was going on. As usual, he would be ready to do what was necessary as a club member. He wore the colors, and was willing to protect his family. He hoped that a drunken fight had just broken out between members, and that it was nothing serious.

Angelina watched as he hustled away. His quick reaction to the gunshot scared her. She covered herself over with the blanket as instructed, and tried to relax. Lying there alone, in the dark, put her on edge. The longer Blaze was gone, the more worried she became, and the more she realized she had to pee. She drank a lot of beer, and needed to release it from her body. Blaze had told her to stay under the blanket, and she did what he said for as long as she could. When she got to the point of not being able to stand the pain in her bladder anymore, she debated on where she should go to urinate. Walking down to the bathroom was out of the question, so, instead, she chose to go behind a tree that stood a little ways from the bike. Once behind the tree she felt self-conscious about its location, and walked a bit farther, into the shrub where she would have some privacy. Squatting there in the brush, dressed only in Blaze’s tee shirt, and her panties Angelina suddenly realized that what she thought was the sound of the trees rustling in the light breeze was actually quiet voices coming from the direction of Blazes camp. Suddenly very aware of how alone she was, she quickly pulled up her panties and peeked through the bushes as quietly as possible. She needed to see who was in the area. Although she was not certain by the sound of the voices, she believed it was Spike and Jules. She was right. Angelina moved a little closer, to get a better view, and tried to figure out what they were saying. Her pulse raced when she realized that they were looking for her.

“Where the fuck is the bitch?” Spike raged.

“I don’t know Spike; I shot the gun off just like you said. He must have taken her with him.”

“Shut the fuck up bitch,” he hollered as he backhanded Jules. She needed to learn to keep her mouth shut. Blaze had shown up alone, as he knew the man would, Angelina should be there.

Jules cradled her aching jaw. She did not say another word. Both women watched as Spike kicked the blankets beneath his feet. “FUUUCK”! He hollered into the night air, stomping away as he did so. Jules followed behind, keeping a fair amount of distance between Spike and herself. Angelina stood still, alone in the dark, and watched them leave. She was afraid to move. Afraid they would return. The longer she stood still, the more she noticed the rustling of the leaves, and the mysterious sounds that surrounded her. She was afraid to return to the camp, and equally afraid to stay where she was. She was allowing her imagination to get the best of her. After debating what to do, she opted to move out of the bushes and stand over by Blazes bike where she could keep an eye out for Spike to return. As she shifted, ready to take a step towards the clearing, someone grabbed her from behind, and held in place. Before a scream could escape her mouth a firm hand was cuffing it shut, muffling any sound she was trying to make. Angelina’s heart raced as she tried to pull away.