Chapter 2--NC 17

The scent of wildflowers filled his nose as he took his first conscious breaths. He slowly opened his eyes and allowed them to focus on his surroundings. He was lying on his side, in a bed, surrounded by a room dressed in white. He didn't notice the woman until she came over and sat next to him. "You're awake," she said softly. "Where…where am I? Who are you?" Sonny asked, not liking the feeling of being out of control. "I found you in the cemetery; you've been stabbed. I brought you here to recover." Sonny was fully awake now, and remembered being attacked from behind. "Why didn't you call an ambulance, or the cops?" he asked, very suspicious of his savior. She smiled, "because, I didn't think you'd want the police involved, Mr. Corinthos." "So you know who I am, who the hell are you?" "My name is Angel, and you need to rest."

A week passed and Sonny allowed himself to relax a bit with his nursemaid. He still didn't trust her; after Carly's betrayal he doubted he could ever trust again. But, he allowed her to take care of him, and she did a good job. He was finally out of bed and moving around. She'd given him some clothes that didn't quite fit right, but it was better than nothing. And, he'd been taking long, hot showers, so he needed new clothes daily. He studied Angel as she fluttered about the house. She was always doing something; picking and arranging flowers; polishing her silver; cooking for him. Truth be told, she wasn't a bad cook, but Sonny told her when he was up to it, he'd show her how it was really done. Angel could hardly contain herself at those words. From the moment she found him nearly bleeding to death in the cemetery she knew she wanted him. She also knew he was her father's enemy and that her father had stabbed him. She was hoping to keep that tidbit a secret until she'd managed to get him into bed. Now, Sonny sat on the porch, sipping an iced-tea. Angel had gone for a swim, and suddenly appeared before him dripping wet in a white bathing suit, which had turned almost transparent upon contact with the water. Sonny became aroused at the sight. He hadn't up until that point, not because Angel wasn't attractive, but because he was in too much pain both physically and emotionally to care. Angel wiped herself off with the towel she was carrying, being careful to not obscure his view of her body. She thought she saw lust in his eyes, but wasn't sure. She had yet to figure Sonny Corinthos out; he was a very complex man.

"Have a nice swim?" he drawled in his husky, 'I'd like to ravage you,' voice. "Yes, the water was very nice," she replied, never taking her eyes from his. "Are you OK? Do you want some lunch?" she asked. Sonny paused, wondering what would happen if he told her what he really wanted for lunch. He smiled, flashing his dimples. "I'm not sure if you would supply what I want," he told her. Angel felt her knees buckle; could he possibly be saying what she hoped he was? Finding her voice she replied, "I'm sure I can Sonny." She extended her hand to him. He stood up slowly, wincing a bit. Angel had brought a doctor to the lake house to tend to him after the stabbing. The man did a good job and Sonny luckily had not gotten an infection and was healing nicely. But, the wound was still very sore, so he had to move slowly. Ignoring her hand, he instead motioned to her with his head to follow him inside. Angel almost ran after him. He went into the bedroom and took a seat on the edge of the bed. She stood before him. "What about protection?" he asked. Angel quickly walked over to her nightstand and returned to the foot of the bed holding a new box of condoms, which she presented to him. "Did you buy those just for me?" he challenged. She nodded her head. Sonny chuckled and then got back to business. "I'm still sore Angel," he told her. She looked at him with eyes hazed with desire. "Don't worry Sonny. You don't have to do a thing. Just lay back; let me take care of you."

Sonny winced again, this time at her words. Images of Carly's face flashed before his eyes and he could hear her voice uttering the same thing. He felt the rage again and tried to quell it. "Fine," he stated, kicking off his shoes and slowly sliding back further onto the bed. Angel quickly took off her wet bathing suit and tossed it aside. She straddled him on the bed and began kissing him. He kissed her back, his hands grabbing hold of her curvaceous offerings. "Oh Sonny," she moaned as his hands moved down to cup her ass. "Do it now!" he ordered her, not wanting to wait. "Yes," she whispered, moving to free him from his pants and underwear. She ripped open a condom wrapper and sheathed him in it. Already dripping in anticipation of feeling him inside her, Angel guided him in with no problem. He filled her up more than she'd ever experienced; he was quite large. She sat up straight and Sonny put his hands on her breasts to support her. Angel began moving, taking his full length inside and then almost all the way out with each stroke. "Oh God!" she cried; she knew he would feel good, but she didn't imagine this. Sonny was trying to lie still, fighting the urge to raise his pelvis and slam into her. "There'll be time for that when you're healed," he thought. Angel would be a great woman to have around when he wanted some fun. Her screams snapped him out of his thoughts, and he realized she was convulsing in orgasm. When she calmed down a bit, she looked at him, her face revealing the total rapture she'd experienced. "Sonny, that was so amazing. You're so good!" Sonny smiled briefly at the complement, knowing she didn't have a clue as to how good he really was, and then gave her a look that said, "why have you stopped?" Angel read it correctly and started riding him again. "Faster," he told her, feeling himself approaching the edge. "Yes Sonny!" she cried, wanting him to release. As he did, he felt good for the first time in a week, and groaned loudly. Angel smiled and leaned forward to kiss him. He kissed her back, and then said, "I'll take that lunch now."

Several more days passed at the lake house, and Sonny was getting restless. He was on the phone with Benny, who was relieved to hear from him, but informed him that they still hadn't found Sorel. Sonny told him to start at the cemetery where Sorel stabbed him, and start looking again from there.

"Stabbed you? Holy shit! Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Someone found me and helped me."

"Someone? Who?"

"Her name is Angel Ellis. Check her out for me Benny."

"Sure boss. Listen…do you want an update on Carly?"

"All I want to hear is that she's out of my house."

"Yeah. Her, Michael and Leticia are at the brownstone with Bobbie Spencer. She didn't want to go, and Johnny called me. I…I explained that it was her only option."

"Good."

"Listen Sonny, what about DiLucca? What do you want done with him? Bobbie dumped him as soon as she found out what he did."

"Really? Good for her. Just keep an eye on him for now. He's not going anywhere and his time will come soon enough."

"OK. So, let me send some guards to you."

"Yeah, send Max. I'll be back at the warehouse tomorrow anyway."

He gave Benny the address and hung up. He turned to find Angel watching him. "Do you always listen into people's private conversations Angel?" he snapped at her. Angel froze; the last thing she wanted was for Sonny to be upset with her. "I'm sorry. I…I didn't mean to. So, you're leaving?" "Yeah, tomorrow. I've got business to take care of." Angel nodded her head. "We still have tonight though, right?" Sonny smiled, "yeah, we have tonight. And I'm feeling almost 100% too." Angel's heart raced in her chest, "oh yeah?" "Yeah," Sonny replied walking towards her; "now you'll find out how good I really am."

A short while later, Angel lay on her back with Sonny on top of her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and her hands held on to his arms; holding on for dear life. She'd already had orgasm number one, which ripped through her with a force she never dreamed possible. Sonny was giving it his all, thrusting into her so deeply that she cried out with every motion. Most of the cries were muffled by his mouth, which had taken firm possession of hers. He felt her shaking and knew she was about to explode again. He released her mouth and told her, "let me hear it baby." And hear it he did. "Oh my God Sonny! Don't stop, please! I'm cumming, oh God!" He kept driving into her until he felt her go totally slack beneath him. Then, he pulled out of her and moved to the side. Angel had practically passed out and was lying with her eyes closed. When she felt him move, they flew open. She turned her head to look at him. "What's wrong?" she asked, fairly sure he hadn't found his own release yet. "Nothing wrong. I just want you on your knees," Sonny responded. Angel caught her breath and hesitated; she wasn't sure if she could take what he was about to give her. "You'll be fine," he assured her, knowing he could send her screaming to the moon once again. She did as he asked, pulling a couple of pillows under her chest for support. Sonny positioned himself behind her, and spent some time massaging her very shapely ass. Angel moaned, and wiggled it under his touch. Sonny smiled, he was really enjoying himself. He gave her a light slap on one cheek and gauged her response; she didn't seem to mind. Then, he entered her and she immediately began to shake and whimper at the feeling of his huge member entering her from that angle. It made everything more intense than before, which was saying a lot. "Relax," he told her, and started moving with slow, steady strokes. He watched Angel's face, which he could see since she had turned her head sideways on the bed. There, he saw total abandonment, which really pleased him. "Are you going to cum for me again?" he asked her in a voice that practically demanded that she would. Angel could barely answer, "yes" as she felt herself once again approaching the breaking point. "Good," he replied, "I wanted to leave you with a lot to remember me by." Then, Sonny felt his own release approaching and began intensifying his movements, both in speed and strength. Angel screamed as she shattered under his power. Sonny groaned loudly as he followed her over the edge. He fell forward onto her, and rested there for a moment, while Angel tried to remember her name. Then, he straightened up and pulled out. "Thanks sweetheart, for everything you've done for me," he told her; "I'll be seeing you around."

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