Angel’s bliss by Dripping Creativity

Angel’s bliss 

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“No,” she said, having trouble forming the simple word. 

“Good, if he had, I would have to kill him, and I don’t feel like going anywhere at the moment.” A wicked smile played on his lips. Ava instinctively tightened her grip on him. She didn’t want him to 

4 wither. “It’s okay, angel. I’m not going anywhere tonight. You can relax,” he reassured her. 

“How do you always know what I’m thinking?” 

Zane smiled down at her and kissed both her cheeks, the spot between her brows, both sides of her mouth and then gave her a gentle kiss on the mouth. 

“Your face tells me everything. You are an open book, never play poker,” he chuckled. Ava blushed. She had no idea she was that easy to read. That could be a problem. To distract herself, she traced the outline of a rose on Zane’s shoulder. It was one of several that stretched over his shoulder, down to his arm. She could see a black snake entwined in the roses and a dagger. “Do they bother you?” he asked. Ava looked up in surprise. 

“No, I find them fascinating,” she told him. She saw his face changing into an amused smile. 

“You never stop surprising me, angel,” he told her and lifted a lock of her hair and played with it. 

“Do they have meaning?” Ava asked as she traced the dagger with her finger. 

“Most of them do. Some are just to fill space and bring it together,” he told her. She made a soft sound to let him know she understood. She enjoyed sitting like this, and Zane didn’t seem to mind. her tracing his tattoos. After a while, he tilted her head upwards, so their eyes met. “Time to go to bed, Angel,” he said, leaning down to kiss her. The kiss started as soft as the other he had given her that evening. But when he was about to draw back from the kiss, Ava leaned into it. Zane froze for a moment. She seemed to have taken him by surprise. Then his hand cupped the back of her head and his other hand wrapped possessively around her waist, drawing her closer to him. Ava tried to push the embarrassment and uncertainty to the side and deepened the kiss. Zane let out an appreciative moan which fuelled Ava’s bravery. She changed position in his lap and after some awkward shuffling around; she sat straddling him. Zane broke their kiss and looked down at her with his stormy eyes. “What are you doing, angel?” 

“It feels better this way,” she told him as she looked up at him through her lashes. She braved to move her hips against him. She put her hands on his naked shoulders to steady herself as she moved 

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again. Her teeth caught her lower lip between them as she felt his member stiffening through the soft and thin fabric of his pants. 

“It does feel good,” he agreed, moving his hands to her hips. He looked unsure if it was to make her stop or to help her. “You have had a long day, angel.” It sounded like an objection to Ava, but at the same time, Zane’s hands helped her find a steady rhythm. 

“Zane, I need this,” Ava whined. It was true. She needed to get out of her own mind. She needed to feel safe and just be in the moment. The thought of letting go of all what–if’s and maybe’s sounded. divine to her. Zane and his body offered her all of it. Zane grunted and looked into her eyes. 

“It’s okay angel, just take what you need,” he said, bending down to kiss her neck. Ava’s hands gripped his still damp hair and held him to her as she continued to move in his lap. She needed the friction he offered. She felt Zane’s hands move down her legs until his t–shirt no longer was between their skin. He moved them back up again under the fabric. They moved up her hips, and Ava loved the feeling of his skin against hers. Nothing in between them. His hands stopped, changed direction, and swept down over her ass. “No underwear,” he commented. Ava could feel the smirk against her skin as he continued to kiss and nibble on her neck. “Let me look at you.” His hands skimmed up her waist, taking the fabric of the t–shirt with him. When his hands ran over her breasts, they both moaned. When his hands didn’t stop, but continued up, Ava leaned back and raised her arms to let him pull the t–shirt off her. For the first time, Ava was naked in front of a man. A blush settled on her face as Zane let his eyes and hands roam over her body. 

“Fuck, you are perfect,” Zane told her as he took a possessive grip around her neck and drew her into a fiery kiss. Ava loved when he placed his hand like that. It felt like a tether that grounded her. Zane’s other hand gripped her hip, and he leaned her upper body away from him, giving him access to trace her breasts and nipples with his tongue. 

“Zane,” Ava breathlessly called his name as she tugged on his hair and continued to grind down on him. 

“So fucking perfect,” he mumbled before he tasted her left breast. As his lips closed around Ava’s nipple and she felt his tongue stimulating her sensitive bud, she arched her back and let out a sound of pleasure. She wanted more friction on her aching pussy. She could feel the wetness of her own need dripping down and dampening Zane’s pants. His cock pressing up against her through the fabric. As if he knew what she needed, Zane’s hand that had been holding her hip changed position. and Ava felt his middle finger separating her swollen lower lips and circled her clit. 

“Oh, god, please don’t stop,” she whimpered and pressed herself into his hand. 

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“So needy. That’s a good angel. Take what you want,” Zane told her in a gruff voice. Their eyes met, and Ava could see his desire for her was as real as her own for him. It created a feedback loop where his fingers gave her pleasure being reinforced by his burning desire, making Ava more and more desperate for more than just his fingers. She used Zane’s broad shoulders to pull her upper body upright and kissed him. His hand around her throat tightened, and he took over control of the kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue. Zane plunged a finger into her and replaced his middle finger at her clit with his thumb. Ava’s movements became more erratic and demanding as she felt herself. closing in on her climax. Zane withdrew from their kiss and looked her in the eyes as he fingered her. “Good girl, come all over my fingers. I want to feel you milk them with this wet little pussy,” he growled. That was the final push that sent Ava flying over the edge with Zane’s name wrenched from her throat. He kept looking into her eyes as she saw stars explode around him and her body rippled with the orgasm. 

Ava slumped forward, resting her head on Zane’s shoulder. She felt him remove his fingers, and she heard him licking them clean. The sound made her blush and, at the same time, it ignited the slumbering flame again. Zane’s hands brushed over her naked back, and he pushed her hair aside to place kisses along her shoulder. Ava started moving against him again. She could feel his cock through the silky material that covered him. She wanted him, all of him, tonight. 

“Angel,” Zane grunted as her movement got more forceful. His hands again went to her hips. This time, Ava could feel that he clearly tried to stop her movement. For a moment, she felt defeated and rejected. “You need to rest. I don’t want to push you too far,” he whispered in her ear as her movement faltered. 

“I want more,” she admitted. She had a hard time talking about it and she pushed her face further into his neck. She barely moved, just rocked slightly in his lap. 

“Fuck, angel. I want nothing more than to get naked and throw you onto the bed and fuck you until you scream my name again. But I only do rough sex, angel,” Zane told her. His confession gave Ava more courage, and she started to believe that maybe he needed this as much as she did. For a night, she would give in to her new desire. She put more force behind her movements. 

“That’s okay, I still want it,” Ava said. She felt brave as she said it, but vulnerable at the same time. She was setting herself up for rejection. 

“You need someone gentle, especially after what happened today, and I don’t do gentle.” Ava could feel his hands helping her move in his lap, in contradictions to his words. She didn’t know what he was talking about. He had always been gentle with her. Or maybe it wasn’t that he was gentle, but that he was considerate and listened to her and her body. He had always made sure she was enjoying herself. 

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“I need you,” she therefore told him and summoned the last of her bravery and sat up so she could 

look into his eyes. 

“Fuck, Ava, you can’t say things like that,” he said in a coarse voice before grabbing the back of her head and pulling her into a kiss where she could almost feel flames sparking as their lips met and 

tongues twisted together. 

Angel’s bliss