Only Angels: An Erotic Novella by Giselle Renarde

When unhappily-married Helena accompanies her best friend to a top-secret cougar club, she figures it’s just one more underground hook-up joint for rich older women and the hot young guys they crave. No surprise to find the place populated with golden chests and gorgeous faces. No surprise to meet a sympathetic young man named Sandy. The surprise comes when Sandy exposes his huge pair… of stunning white wings! The posh club is called Only Angels. Here begins the adventure of Helena and her angel on earth.

EXTRACT

“Husband?” Sandy cried. 

 
He tried to pull his hands away from her chest, but Helena had the reflexes of a cougar. She grabbed his wrists and held him in position. His expression revealed hurt. Was she grasping his wrists with too much force, or was it the emotional jab of finding out she was married?

“You didn’t tell me you had a husband.”

“Why else would I be wearing a wedding ring?” she asked in an attempt to lighten the mood.
When she nodded to her left hand, his gaze followed. She felt a little guilty, holding him hostage to her cleavage, but it was important the boy understood that she needed him.

“Don’t worry, sweet thing, he isn’t the jealous type.”

“I would be.”

A surge of adrenaline or some such hormone seemed to course through Sandy's body. Helena witnessed the changed in his demeanour. He squeezed her breasts together without her insistence. He moulded them with his fingers, like a sculptor with clay.

But touching was no longer enough for Sandy. He dove face-first into her cleavage, pressing his smooth boy-cheeks against her flesh. It felt so incredible, Helena was tempted to throw her head back in amazement, but if she did, she couldn’t watch as his beautiful face caressed her skin.

“You like them?” she asked.

As soon as the words had passed through her lips, she felt adolescent. A grown woman shouldn’t be so needy.

“Yeah,” Sandy replied as he burrowed into her cleavage.