tft9

Nick and Angel sat across from each other at the glass table tucked away in the corner of the room. The blinds were pulled to the sides, revealing the bay view and the setting sun. Angel scraped their food out of the boxes onto plates, Nick pouring wine into their glasses. "....Promise me you will NEVER do that again......." He said with a smile, handing her a glass. She smirked, and kicked him playfully, "You enjoyed and don't say ya didn't.....Besides.... I was bored with the girl talk...I'd rather play with you." She reached over and wiped a bit of BBQ sauce from his mouth, smiling sweetly.

Nick rolled his eyes, grinning. "Well next time ya get bored, can ya just whisper it in my ear?!?! I promise I'll get us out of there!!" He half spoke, half laughed. "Next time your plans include somethin along the lines like today, I can guarantee a speedy getaway...."

Angel stuck her fork into a piece of his chicken and raised it to his lips. "Okay then Nicky.....you better eat up now then, cuz your gonna need your sustenance and energy for my plans for you tonight...." She raised her eyebrows at him for effect.

"Point taken..." He replied, with his mouth full.

He had no idea what her last request in their little game was, but from her hints, he figured he better listen to her this time.

They ate their dinner and retreated to the living room, Nick playing with the dogs a bit. Angel watched him from her seat on the couch. He wrestled around with them on the floor, trying to avoid their sloppy kisses, giggling like a little kid all the while. She found her smile fading as another thought of leaving passed through her. 'One more day.....' She pondered, sadly.

Nick joined her shortly, wiping his face of drool. With one look at her, he knew what was playing in her mind. Taking her chin in his hand, he turned her to face him. Smiling widely to rid her of her thoughts, he kissed her lips quickly.

"Last night at home baby....Whatchu wanna do?"

Angel leaned back and smiled at him. "Well...considering you have a request to fulfill this evening....I suggest we go upstairs and get started." He smirked his trademark and rose from his spot. "After you, then." They left the TV blaring, all the lights on, and 3 confused pugs wandering after them up the steps.

Just inside the bedroom door, Nick made for the closet to retrieve his towel. "I'm gonna go grab a quick shower....be bac..."

Angel eased up to his back and turned him to face her. "Hang on baby. Let's get you started on your task first...."

Nick wrinkled up his brow in suspicion and worry. "You're not gonna make me scrub floors and clean stuff, are you?!?!" He exclaimed, his voice getting higher.

Angel thought for a moment, rethinking her decision. "Well......I really would like a CLEAN house to come back to....."

Nick's face fell at her seriousness.

She made like she was mulling over her thoughts, then coming to a conclusion. Smiling at him mischievously, "NAAWWW.......I'd rather we do something more.....dirty."

Relief was evident on his face. "That doesn't mean you won't be working hard though Nicky....." She turned and pulled him to the bed.

"Yeah, but I have a feeling I'll be reaping the rewards too......." He was so smug, it drove her nuts.

"Ya know....you're right. Having a clean house to come home to will save you from doing it later......"

He obviously didn't think that was funny.

Angel handed him her last request. He unfolded the paper and read quietly. Smiling widely, he gazed at her, eyebrows raised knowingly, and tossed the note aside.

"Guess it's a good thing I ate all my dinner...." He leaned in and captured her lips before she could reply. Sucking on her bottom lip, he pulled back.

"So shall we start in the shower then?" He continued his trek down her neck and pushing her gently towards the bathroom.

Angel held his upper arms lightly, pulling him closer. "Let's start right here......"

"I'm not clean...." He whispered near her ear, nibbling on her.

She felt her knees growing weaker with every warm touch of his tongue. "I like you dirty......." Her voice was low and huskier, her meaning clearly not his own. "Angel......." "Shut up Nick. I want you anyway, everyway.....You smell good to me....and I intend to taste test every inch of you....."

He pulled back and gazed down at her, holding her tighter, and grinned. "I guess I shoulda finished all that celery they gave me in my dinner, huh?"

"Maybe I'll let you get away to grab some fuel later....But right now....my engine's warmed and I'm ready to go...." She slyly grinned back, unbuttoning his shirt slowly.

He silently watched her fingers work on his front, his hands hanging at his sides. Finishing, Angel yanked the hem outta his pants and slid it over his shoulders, and down his tanned arms. The last rays of the red sun filtered through the blinds making his skin glow with every inch revealed. She ran her fingernails down his smooth chest, making her way to his waist.

"You got some sun today Nicky....It hurt yet?" she asked quietly, never taking her eyes off the span of his chest.

"No......" His short answer made her look up into his face. His eyes had darkened in a lusty gaze.

She opened his fly and was about to slide them down his legs, when he grabbed her hands and lifted her arms over her head. Taking hold of the edge, he pulled her silk tank up and threw it on the floor beside him. Holding his gaze to her eyes, he pushed her back on the side of the bed, leaving her legs dangling. "Lift..." He instructed. Angel raised her hips enough for him to ease her cotton pants off. He peeled them off in a swift motion, joining her tank. He didn't waste any time on her undies. He laid down close to her side, sliding his arm underneath her head, propping himself up on his elbow. He looked her over slowly, his fingers lightly trailing her face, down her neck, circling the dip of her collar bone, and finally reaching the front clasp of her satin bra. With a flip of a finger, the snap popped open, the sides falling away leaving her bare to his gaze. Nick licked his lips in anticipation. Bending his head, he kissed the slope of her breast, sucking gently. His fingers barely grazed her other, teasing her and leaving her breathless. He could feel her heart beating hard underneath his touch. His lips closed around the closest peak, sucking greedily. Angel's fingers scrunched Nick's hair tightly, fully enjoying his hunger for her. He took his time on her body, warming her with his touch, making her ache deep within. Kissing his way back to her neck, his fingers started a massaging decent downward. Back up on his elbow, he gazed down on her face, planting light, feather kisses. She kept her eyes closed, only hearing her own heartbeat, the feel of her blood pumping faster with his every touch. His breath was warm and even on her face, his mouth just inches from hers. His fingers trailed to the finish line. She inhaled sharply, waiting in anticipation. He gently parted her and slipped his fingers inside her folds, feeling the warmth of her satiny core. "I guess you WERE ready......." He whispered, but still causing a rush of air onto her cheek. Angel simply moaned lightly in her response. Nick stroked her clit light and slow, then quick and rough, back to slow, again and again. He loved watching her expressions when he delivered an onslaught like this. A perfectly planned attack, just so he can relax and watch reactions at his work. Her face scrunched up several times, fingers grasped at the comforter beside her, a low grunt or a moan becoming more frequent. He knew he was good. As his fingers worked easily in her slippery wetness, he felt her walls starting to close in and retract. Picking up his pace, he stroked her with long, deliberate movements, his whole hand having some bit of contact. Her whole body was on fire, the epicenter about to explode. Gripping his hair and tugging rougher than she realized, he got the message. Nick slipped a finger in her dripping slit, and thrusted in a couple inches, still stroking her swollen bud. Angel lifted her hips clear off the bed as the first rise of her climax was about to begin. Nick never faltered, he kept up a steady pace, thrusting and stroking, and watching her face in amusement. "OOOHHH GGGOOOODDDD NNIIICCKKKYYYYY!!!!!!!!" She screamed louder than she meant to. She pulled his hair so hard, he was forced to go with her grip. Wincing at her strength, he scrunched his face in silent pain. As she came back down, he slowed his strokes, lighter and easier, softer and gentler. Angel slumped back down on his arm, breathing heavily. When she opened her eyes, she found Nick staring right back at her with that smug look again. But this time, he had reason to use it.

"Maybe it was YOU that shoulda ate that celery...." He grinned at her, teasing.

She smirked, and still panting for breath, "When I get feeling back in my muscles, YOU are gonna be so sorry...."

He chuckled lightly as she turned in his arms, her hands trying to push his pants down. "Get these off......" She finally demanded in frustration. He wiggled and kicked them off, and returned with his full attention. Angel backed her body up fully onto the mattress, leaving Nick at her side.

"Lay down....." He knew not to mess with her when she meant business.

His long frame stretched out beside her, waiting for a new instruction. Angel stared down on him for a moment, deciding on what to do with him. All the options...where to begin? Glancing in his eyes one last time, she turned her back on him, throwing one leg over his waist. His thoughts caught up with hers, and he placed both hands on her hips while she backed up, easing her body into place. Tilting her hips down, she anticipated his warmth back inside her.

Nick pulled a pillow down, adjusting it under his neck. Now at a comfortable angle, he ran both his hands down her back and over her ass, spreading her wider. His tongue snaked through her folds, finding her tight hole. Licking lightly, he felt her muscles contract, Angel giving out a long sigh.

As he continued his current job, Angel relaxed a bit, and began on her own task. Propped up by her elbows, she leaned her head closer to his cock, her free hand lightly caressing his balls. He twitched at her touch, wanting more. She licked his head once or twice, then nibbled down his shaft before allowing him into her mouth. His legs instinctively raised a bit, she ran her fingertips over the tight skin of his inner thighs, his hairs standing on end. He moaned into her, showing his satisfaction. Knowing that he couldn't watch her every move like he usually does, she felt a bit more free to really give his cock a workout. She sucked her cheeks in tighter, and wrapped her lips as tight as she could around his girth. Like a vacuum, Angel sucked his length, bringing his hardness level to an all time record. The skin of his cock strained with the pull of her mouth. Her fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft, tugging roughly with every downward suck. Nick closed his eyes, trying hard to not blow his load. He knew that he had a lot of work to do in the next few hours, and losing his mind now, would not help him later. But damn....she was good. He tried to concentrate on his own work. Finding her clit, he rubbed it hard with his thumb and inserted a index into her wetness. Angel moaned her approval into his cock. His finger was nice, but she ached for somethin a bit more....filling. Releasing her grip on him, she pumped him a few more times before sitting up. Nick was almost relieved. Almost.

Turning back around to face him, she reached for his hand. He looked her in the eye and smirked at their current naughtiness. She returned it and slid off the bed, taking his arm with her.

"Where to?" She asked, helping him off the mattress. Nick pointed to the door, "You're in charge of the Sexual Olympics tonight....it's up to you." He smiled widely at her, pushing her into the direction of the door. Angel ran her hand down his chest, his hip, and grabbed hold of his manhood. "Shall I lead the way then?" Playfully tugging him.

"I'll just follow and point my erection in your direction....how's that sound?"

She laughed outloud at his wording. "This way Romeo....."

They padded down the steps passing the front door. It had begun to rain lightly outside, droplets hitting the stained glass, running down in trails. A few lightning bolts lit the sky in a far off distance, forewarning a storm.

Angel immediately stopped in her tracks, causing Nick to run right into her. He winced as his cock met her lower back, bending uncomfortably. He was about to inquire, when he saw what she saw.

They had left all the lights on before, and the lamp above the pool table was lit like the idea that popped into her mind. She led him to it, turning around to face him. Raising her eyebrows in a knowing answer, she let him lift her up onto the edge. Pushing the folded laundry and other pool table junk aside, she parted her thighs, inviting him to come closer. Nick stepped forward, resting his palms on the tops of her legs. The lamp behind her head hung low, casting shadows on his face, but not enough to hide the grin. "Good direction..." He muttered. "And now I have a throbbing erection....." He softly whispered near her ear.

Angel inhaled his scent from the crook of his neck, smiling. She leaned back, face to face, "Don't tell me you need more direction....."

"None needed.....I know this area well...." He licked her lips, and slid his tongue passed them, playing with hers in a deep kiss. Breaking away, Nick lifted her thighs from behind her knees, forcing her to lean back. Conveniently, a pile of towels made a nice pillow as she eased her ass closer to the raised ledge of the table. The lamp above her head was a bit blinding at first, but she soon saw Nick in a new light....literally. Shadows filled his upper body in all the right places, accenting his pecks and biceps. He placed both of her feet over his shoulders and rested his hands on her outstretched legs. Sliding his thick head into her, he watched her face for clues.

She smiled up at him, groaning as he stretched her. He thrusted slowly, her wetness making his job all the more enjoyable. Angel's toes curled in pleasure and slight pain. Her legs were not open for him and the friction was so tight, it left her breathless. They kept their eyes locked on each other, reveling in their mutual lust. Nick's hand left it's resting spot and traveled down her thigh. He massaged her clit in time with his thrusts, she closed her eyes in her growing pleasure. His cock was throbbing for a release, but he just couldn't allow it. In his frustration, his pumping deepened with sharp, quick strokes. He leaned forward, hoping it would lessen his feeling. Holding himself up, palms on the brown felt of the pool table, beads of sweat began to show at the corners of his forehead. His eyes shut tight, he battled his growing volcano. Angel's knees were now next to his ears, making his face hot. He pushed down on the backs of her thighs, resting a lot of his weight on her. Angel could tell he wasn't gonna make it to the next round if he kept this up. But at this point, she didn't care. He pumped into her again and again, hitting spots she didn't know she had. Her stomach began tightening in anticipation of an implosion. Nick felt her contract even tighter around his cock, he grunted in his losing battle. Angel watched his face contort and scrunch up, his lips parting.

"Angel...I can't hold this in.......I CAN'T!!!!!!" He exclaimed, eyes still clamped shut. She was in her own world, losing herself in his thrusts. Her hand gripped a loose 8 ball tightly, her other holding the edge of the table, unable to respond. Tilting his head back, Nick gave up. With three more hard pumps, they both came simultaneously. His hot release shot into her, mixing with her own. Her insides gripped him like a vice as he pumped out every last ounce. They came down together, both panting hard. Sweat dripped off Nick's chin, onto Angel's chest as he let go of her legs and collapsed atop her.

"Sorry baby....." He managed to get out. Recovering, Angel wrapped her arms around his shoulders, fingers playing on his moist back, "Oh I'll get ya back...you're young...and full of it. No need to worry...."

Nick grinned in his temporary exhaustion.

They stayed like that for a few moments, cooling off and gaining strength. Silently, they both listened to the wind pick up outside, the rain steady against the windows now. At the first low rumble of thunder, Nick stood and offered a hand to Angel.

"Come on....I need water...." He said, hoisting her off the table.

"No....you need Gatorade." She laughed aloud, him joining in.

Nick went to shut the light off above the table, and Angel noticed the huge wet spot now gracing the felt. Not one to leave a mess, she pondered how to clean THAT. Glancing at Nick coming back to her side, his hair stickin' straight up, his eyes showing off the satisfaction he just received, ass jiggling from behind, and his manhood bouncing with every step he took.... 'Eh...I'll clean it tomorrow.' She decided, taking in the eye candy before her.

Walking into the living room, Angel couldn't help but look out the large patio doors that overlooked the Bay. Lightning lit up the sky, offering a glimpse of the churning waters and pounding rain. The pool overflowed with water, thunder rumbled overhead.

She sat on the couch, wrapping a fleece blanket over her and glanced at the TV. Nick returned with a glass of apple juice and sat beside her, sipping loudly. They watched the scroll on the bottom of the screen warning of a weather alert. Angel took his juice from him and took a couple drinks. He watched her lovingly, and waited for her to be done.

The TV show that was currently on, was interrupted by the local Tampa Weather Center. His attention went to the TV as did hers.

".....so folks that live on the coast, may want to baton down the hatches. The thunderstorm warning will run through the evening into early morning, bringing high winds and torrential downpours. We expect it to pass over the area and clear out by morning. Tomorrow looks fairly pleasant in the Tampa area, drying out and......"

Nick switched his attention back to Angel, his fingers lightly sweeping her hair back away from her face. "Looks like we're not gonna get to that yardwork tonight....I know how much you were lookin forward to that......." He teased.

She returned his gaze. His forehead and the upper part of his cheeks were reddened from the slight sunburn he got earlier. He smiled easily at her, waiting for a smart reply. Instead, her eyes traveled down his body. His strong arm outstretched along the back of the couch, tattoos bright against his flawless skin. Chest rising and falling with every breath, tummy wrinkled as he sat. Long fingers wrapped around his juice glass, resting on his knee. Short, light blonde hairs coursing down his long, thick legs. The corner of her blanket covered his groin, leaving her with a need~to~see attitude. His smile faded as she pulled her blanket to her and took his glass out of his hand. Placing it on the table in front of them, Angel glanced at Nick's face once, a smirk on her lips. She laid down on her stomach, stretching her legs out behind her. Nick ran his fingers through her hair softly, and stroked her back, watching her maneuver him. Angel dragged her fingers over his sac and grasped his cock tightly. Nick sighed softly as she enveloped him in her warm mouth. She sucked him til he was hard as a rock again. His eyes had long since closed, head resting on the back of the couch.

Jaw tired, Angel sat up, still stroking him with her hand. She leaned back with him, her side resting against his. Both sets of eyes watching her fingers tug and pull on his throbbing member, thumb rubbing his head softly. Her insides were aching for it, needing him in her.

She turned her head and looked at him longingly. He smiled that smile, and without a word, took her hand off him. He kissed her lips, and whispered against them, "Turn around."

She pulled back to see his face, and to get a hint of where he was going with that. Seeing a wicked grin, she mirrored it. Turning, a thought came to her. "....OH! Wait...." She darted off, back to the pool table. His confusion disappeared when she trotted back with a thick blue towel in her hands.

They have found, that in this position, he had a tendency to hit the right "spot" on her, and as pleasurable as it is, it also releases alot of her own juices. Not everytime, but better safe than have to clean later.

She kneeled on the couch, her back to him. Reaching back, she squeezed his ass and whispered into his neck, "Okay baby.....do me good."

Nick chuckled and bent her over.

She faced the large patio windows, and watched the rain pound against the panes of glass. Her eyes widened as huge lightning bolts flashed and split the sky in two. Loud claps of thunder seemed to shake the house. Nick watched over her shoulder, he too, amazed by mother nature. Coming back to more important things at hand, he rested a hand on her lower back, and eased himself in, quickly picking up a hard, thrusting pace. Angel spread her thighs a bit wider, trying to accommodate him. She held onto the armrest of the couch, pushing back against his thrusts, meeting him. The loud racket outside did not drown out the slap of his skin hitting hers over and over. Nick reached around and found her slit, rubbing her core hard. Angel was amazed at them. One minute, watching TV, within a few, fucking their brains out. Making love with him is a wonderful, beautiful thing. But there is something to be said for pure fucking.

Nick brought her thoughts back as he pinched and fondled her breast, slamming his cock deep inside her. Nick grunted loudly with every push, Angel gasping. He gripped her hips tightly, pulling her forcefully to him. The tip of his cock reaching into the depth of her, finding the place often sought by many, rarely found. He felt her walls collapse and knew he found it. Slamming her harder and faster, he tried to hold onto his own eruption.

Angel's mind was filling with the blackness of her impending release. Pressure built inside her, promising to break.

Nick pumped in, hard, short thrusts. His head rubbing her the right way. She let go, pressure releasing, a flood of intense contractions racking her body. Again and again, she came, over and over. One would end, another built and released. Nick hung onto her hips and kept up his regiment. Her releases shot passed his soaking cock and ran in streams down her legs. He waited her out, feeling her walls expand again. He pumped her dripping cunt in long strokes, pleasing himself into oblivion.

Angel's arms gave out and she leaned on her elbows, head resting on the armrest. Breathing so hard, she thought her heart would burst. Her body moved only at Nick's will. He thrusted into her hard, and finally found his own. His cum mixed with hers in a warm, sticky mess.

Thoughoughly exhausted, Angel eased her legs down, pulling the soaked towel out and throwing it on the floor. She collapsed down taking Nick with her. She took his full weight as they stretched out. The cool leather was refreshing on the side of her face. She couldn't breathe under him, but was happy to lay down. She still felt the little contractions inside her. Involuntarily, they continued for a few moments, making her groan softly. Nick could feel her body tighten underneath him and release again. After a while, they finally ceased.

They lay there for a long time, trying to regain some lost strength. The only sound, the relentless downpour of rain.

"I don't think I can move....." Angel whispered, mostly from lack of air.

"Let's not, then." He replied tiredly.

She tried to inhale, and found she couldn't. "I can't breathe Nicky....off....."

Reluctantly, he rolled off her back, sinking into the crook of the soft cushioned couch. He pulled her back to him, wrapping an arm around her waist. Tugging at the blanket, Angel slid it over their bodies, and nestled closer to Nick's chest.

His eyes drooped heavily, he tried to stay awake, but was losing this war, too. "Five minutes....just give me five minutes....I swear I'll get up...." His voice trailed off as sleep overtook him. Angel didn't even hear him. She had fallen before him.

They didn't sleep long. A loud crack of thunder, shook the whole house. China rattled in the cabinet, 3 little dogs ran for cover, huddling in fright under the dining room table. They both woke up with a start, neither realizing what was going on, but feeling the house shake. The TV flashed off, every light snuffed out.

Nick inhaled deeply, trying to see what time it was. Only 20 minutes of sleep. He felt like he'd been asleep for days. That tired, sluggish feeling that ya can't seem to shake. Angel stretched her body, pressing against him.

"I still can't move." She stated.

Nick propped up on an elbow, staring down on her. She nestled into the crook of his arm, closing her eyes again.

"I need cleaning....Too sticky."

She turned her head slowly to look at him. "I can't climb the steps....." She said matter of factly, "Too weak."

Nick looked at her, his mind churning.

"Let's go outside."

Angel stared at him like he completely lost his mind. "Have ya noticed anything different about the weather?!" Another boom of thunder loudly rang through the sky for effect.

"So!!! We ain't got any metal on, we ain't gonna get 'lectrocuted or nuthin'!!!!" He exclaimed.

He was startin' to get that excited, little boy act he gets when he wants something. The whining should start soon, she believed. Wincing at the thought of that, "Alright, alright!!!!"

Nick smiled widely, fully awake now. He sat up, dumping her back onto the couch.

She laughed on the inside at him. He's such a kid, excited at the littlest things.

"WAIT NICK!!!!!!........" He was getting up, about to open the patio door.

Angel scrambled up from the couch and faced him, wrapping the blanket around her. "YOU make a fire NOW, so when I eventually get us back inside, I won't freeze to death. OK?!"

Nick scrunched his face in annoyance. "OKAY."

Like a kid told to do his chores before going out to play, he shuffled his feet over to the fireplace. She watched him for a moment, crouched down, ass in the air. Smiling, she turned to go get some clean towels, blankets, and their robes. 'And perhaps a First Aid Kit and 911 on speedial.' She thought, almost seriously..........