[C] Body shots

He groaned when he felt fingers glide over the sensitive skin of his cock. His hips jerked sharply when his lip was tugged.

"Fuck," the word was distorted with his lip pulled down between Angela's teeth.

A hand found her pierced nipple and his thumb rolled gently over it.

She inhaled sharply through her nose as the pad of his thumb rolled over her sensitive nipple, and sucked firmly on his lower lip, until she was sure it would swell.

Angela's fingers continued to stroke up and down his cock slowly.

She pull away from his captured lip, making it swell even more as it ddragged from her teeth, and grinned up at him.

He gasped and jerked his hips forward into the teasing fingers when she tugged on his swelled lip with her teeth. Fuck, that went straight to his cock.

He looked down at her. His pigmented lips even redder and swelled. The tip of his tongue licked it.

"You bitch."

He tugged sharply on her piercing.

Her grin just widned with pride when Adrian cursed her. She lived to be a bitch.

Her back arched, and she almost curled around the hand that yanked her piercing, gasping loudly. Fuck! She whimpered, thighs spreading a little as her fingers stroked him much more firmly.

Shaking just a little, she leaned up, lips brushing his neck and chest in light kisses, tongue tracing part of the stag tattoo, until she found his pierced nipple.

Her lips enclosed around it, and her tongue ran over nipple, peircing and all slowly as her fingers curled around his cock in a more steady grip.

His lips curled into a satisfied grin as he pulled the whimper out of her. Then parted just slightly when she kissed his neck. He leaned up when he felt her kiss down his chest and trace his skin with her tongue.

"Fu-ck."

His head dropped as his nipple was licked slowly. Like most, it became extra sensitive when it was pierced.

His hips picked up a faster pace, rocking into her steady grip.

Mmm she liked that reaction.

Her tongue continued to lave slowly over his nipple, determined to draw more of that hot reaction from him.

Angela was barely moving the hand curled aroud his cock, content to let him thrust into hr grip as she focused almost entirely on teasing his nipple. She liked the feel of the ball clicking against her teeth as she licked and occasionally sucked.

Adrian swore again, softly this time, as she continued to tease his nipple. It sent sparks across his chest, and downwards. Partially when she flicked it firmly with her tongue.

He rocked into her hand, purposefully trying to make himself go slow, but fuck it was hard. With a groan, he pulled out and focused his attention on pushing his jeans down mid thigh. He wasn't about to act like an eighteen-year-old virgin and cum over a hand job. Not the first time with the woman, at least.

"One sec."

He leaned over and to the side of the bed to open and rummage through the pants draw until he pulled out a wrapper. Sat up between her legs, he held the condom out between two fingers.

"Want to do the fucking honours?"

Disappointment sounded in Angela's throat when Adrian deliberately pulled away from her.

She leaned back again, watching him as he took a moment, then leaned over to rummage through his drawer.

Her slim fingers plucked the proffered foil packet from his grasp, and she twisted it in her fingers, watching the low light glint off it.

"These aren't any fun," she said lightly.

They took away from the primal feel of sex in her opinion. She much preferred bareback.

"You know what's less fun? A fucking STD."

Andela looked clean, but he wasn't about to risk it for what was probably going to be a one-night stand. Or a fuck buddy. Or whatever else under the sun unless he led a boring life settled down with a monogamous partner.

Plus, he didn't want to risk having a mini-me running around. His Ma wouldn't be delighted if her first grandkid was by a one night stand with some random bitch. He would get a right fucking earful.

"Wrap me up, sweetheart, or you can just settle on giving me a handjob."

Angela's eyes rolled upwards.

She was magical. As if an STD would happen. What a non-magical worry. She expected that thing from a human. Someone not in the know. Maybe an over paranoid vampire, or shapeshifter.

She pushed the condom around in it wrapper and tore the jagged cut edge.

"Lie back then gorgeous." She pushed his chest with one hand, gesturing for him to lay back so she could have her way with him comfortably.

Adrian raised an eyebrow as she rolled her eyes. Not exactly the flippant response he was expecting at his reasoning. He thought his sex ED was bad.

A low groan or approval caught the back of his throat as he was pushed back. His arms crossed behind his head, lips turned up lopsided. With his body stretched out, it emphasised the contours of his body. Especially the abs he had that she thirsted over.

His cock twitched at the anticipation of being ridden.

Angela made quick work of gloving him and soon shifted so she was straddling his hips.

Her legs spread to accommodate his hips gave the illusion that her hips were slightly wider than they really were. Her hips rolled as she lowered herself, pressing down on his cock but not to take it into her.

It pressed between his abdomen and her cunt, and she grinned down at him with an impish sort of mischief as she rocked her hips, dragging her heat along his cock and giving him just enough friction to tease.

Black and blue eyes leered at the space between her legs, lips slightly parted, expecting to see her take his cock.

He gritted his teeth and hissed when his cock hit his abdomen and she dragged herself on top of him, the soft folds between her legs parting. It felt good, but entirely not enough.

"Here I hoped you were over the fucking teasing."

His hands rested lightly on her thighs, feeling her move under them.

Her back arched, her heat pressed harder against his cock, and she lowered herself slowly, hands coming to rest either side of his head.

Her lips brushed his cheek, then his earlobe.

"Never, Abs."

Her hips rolled again, nice and firm.

Angela was all about the tease.

He let out a long groan between her teeth when she pressed down firmly. It still wasn't enough. Or maybe it was if she planned on taking her time on making him come.

His hand slid down between her thigh and his thumb searched out her clit. He didn't press down on it enough to stop her movements, but enough presser was applied to tease the sensitive skin, making her rub against it each time she rolled herself along his cock.

Angela was definitely planning to take her time to make him cum. She was, above all, a tease, and she liked to take things slow, to the point of unbearable frustration most times.

Her hips rolled again, pressing into the thumb rubbing against her, eager to seek out the friction herself.

She drew his stretched ear into her mouth, running her tongue around the edge of the gauge. then kissing his cheek, just beside his ear. Her lips brushed over his cheek again and again in little kisses, leading slowly but surely towards his lips.

Another groan when she played with his gauge. The pads of his fingers pressed down ever firmer into her thighs.

He closed his eyes. His head turned to the side. Each kiss left a spark.

He turned his head again to capture her lips once her lazy trail of kisses met mouth. He kissed her firm and rough; capturing her lower lip between his teeth and pulling back until it sprang free, tilting his head up to do so. The corners of his lips curled up as he did so.

She inhaled sharply through her nose when the sharp burn of her captured lip hit her, and pressed her heat down hard against his cock, grinding now rather than rubbing along him on teasing strokes.

The act felt great for her - the movement grinding his thumb against her clit almost just right - but it'd be even more frustrating for Adrian, with even less friction to be had.

It was her lips that curled up now.

A desperate groan rumbled from his throat. His hips pushed up in a useless attempt at more friction. Another groan. His thighs twitched.

He looked up at her smiling face. It looked more like a smirk.

"You're being a bitch," he accused.

His hips pressed up again. All he succeeded in doing was making her slide down his cock - and not in the way he intended.

Her lips twitched into a satisfied smirk.

"Always, darling." She pressed another quick peck to Adrians lips and rolled her hips as she was made to slide down him.

Angela thrived on being a bitch. She enjoyed watching other struggle.

Especially right now. She loved it; seeing him struggle to keep himself composed with her teasing

Adrian grunted after he was kissed. His brows furrowed and eyes closed as he concentrated on keeping his composure. Occasionally a muscle would spasm or a hissed sounded through gritted teeth.

There was only so long he could handle this.

"Just fucking ride my dick already."

That just ad her still completely.

She pushed herself up so she wasn't leaning close to his face, and rested her hands on her hips.

Her smirk was wide, and her eyes laughed.

"Make me."

Adrian let out a little growl at the mirth on her on her face. His hips writhed at the sudden loss of friction.

Fine.

There were no restraints.

He pushed himself up to meet her, an arm wrapped around her hips.

"Like this?"

He lifted her, just enough to guide his cock between her legs and slowly push inside her, letting gravity do most of the work. Even with just the head in, he let out a groan.

Smug lust etched onto her face when he moved.

That was just what she wanted. Angela wasn't one to enjoy someone just laying there while she dd all the work while she was feeling frisky as she was.

"Fuck yessss,," she hissed in a lustful breath right into his ear, fingers tangling in his hair.

She didn't put any effort into moving until she'd sunk down onto him completely. Her teeth sank into the edge of his stretched earlobe as she began to roll her hips against his, her slow pace returning, but far more pleasurable for the both of them now he was inside her.

He swore, in English, when she bit him and began rocking her hips. Still with the same slow movements, but so much more pleasurable.

One arm stayed wrapped around her, in fear she would pull back and go back to her torturous teasing. The other he leaned back and rested on.

His head ducked into the curve of her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on it and down to her shoulder. He gently scraped his teeth where the bone jutted.