Chapter 17 Onyx #2
I took it slow. I wasn’t usually one to take it slow, but I had a point to prove, and Cooper had three hundred bucks on me, and I did hate it when Cooper didn’t get what he wanted.
He was a whiny bitch and broke the others’ toys, and I wasn’t in the mood for his shit.
As I kissed her, I tentatively cupped her ass, and when she willingly pressed herself into me, I deepened the kiss.
“Onyx?” she gasped against my mouth. “I’m not this girl,” she said as her tongue traced my lip. “I don’t know why, but you really make me want to be that girl.”
“What girl?” I asked as I trailed kisses down her neck. “Is there another girl? I’m only interested in you.” Thank fuck she couldn’t see my eye roll.
Angel pushed me back and squinted her eyes at me. “That was cheesy.”
I laughed at her bluntness and nodded. “It was,” I agreed.
With some distance between us, she seemed to remember she was in her kitchenette, swapping spit with a stranger.
“That was a bit heated,” she said as she took a step back.
Heated? Fuck me, that was junior high shit.
“TV?” I suggested.
“Yeah, we could see what’s on.” She smiled brightly as she took my hand and led me to the couch. She kept hold of my hand on the couch, and I got comfy as she settled on a rerun of a popular nineties show. “Oh, I love this episode, don’t you?” she asked me with a happy smile.
“Never seen it,” I told her honestly.
“Oh,” she frowned. “You mean the episode or the show?”
“Both.”
“You’ve never seen Friends?” Angel sat up straighter as she stared at me. “How can you have missed it?”
“Easily?”
When she started talking to me about the show and her favorite characters, I feared I might not win the bet, and I was also in danger of listening to her.
She was easy to talk to, but I didn’t want to forget why I was here, so I cut her off with a kiss.
It was touch and go, if I was honest; she tried to stop me to tell me why some guy called Chandler was the best character.
I simply pulled her against me and lay her back on the couch as I covered her with my body.
Thankfully, as I pressed into her, her hands twisted into my shirt, and I became the only thing she was interested in. She never stopped me when my hand slid up her thigh and under her dress. When my fingers slipped under the elastic of her panties, I felt her stiffen.
“I’ll stop.”
“No,” she protested weakly as her hand covered mine. “My roommate may come home. Let’s . . .” Her fingers tugged at mine. “We can go to my room.”
“You sure?”
“Yes,” she whispered before she reached up and caught my lips with hers in a soft kiss. “I’m sure.”
In her room, she became nervous again. “My bed,” she said pointlessly.
The room was so small that the only thing in it was a bed and a closet, with barely enough room for the closet door to open. “Well spotted,” I joked with her as I slipped her strap off her shoulder. “Can I?”
“Yes.”
With soft touches but firm hands, I took her dress and her bra off. Angel kicked off her shoes, and she lost her height.
“Where’d you go?” I teased her with a smile.
“You’re bigger than I thought,” she said, and then blushed as she realized what she said.
“On the bed, Angel,” I told her as I pulled my shirt over my head and unbuckled my belt. Taking my belt off, I rolled it and placed it on the bed as Angel sat down and leaned back to watch me, her legs hanging over the edge of the bed. “You like to watch?” I asked her as I unbuttoned my jeans.
“Not to sound like an idiot, but you’re hot. I mean, you know that, right?” Angel asked me as she kept her eyes trained on my hand, which unfastened the last button. Her tongue licked her bottom lip as she waited.
“I’m hot?” I asked as I pushed my hand into my jeans and took hold of my cock and gave it a stroke.
“Dude, don’t even try to be coy; you’re sexy and you know it.” Her attention was back on my jeans. “For us to do this, you need to take them off.”
With a grin and pleasantly surprised by her more assertive attitude, I pushed my jeans down.
“Holy . . .”
“Now who’s being cheesy?” I mocked as I stepped between her legs. Angel sat up, and with a questioning look at me as her hand reached out to touch me, I nodded, and she wrapped her hand around my cock.
“Don’t judge me,” she muttered just before her lips wrapped around the head, and she sucked me into her mouth.
My hand automatically wrapped in her hair, and I kept a gentle hold of her as she bobbed up and down on my cock.
Her tongue licked and lapped at me as she kissed and sucked, and her small murmur of approval vibrated along my length as she took me deeper.
Who knew the straightlaced vampire loved sucking cock?
I wasn’t complaining, but it was definitely a surprise.
My hand tightened in her hair, and I knew I was going to blow if I didn’t get her hot mouth off of me.
“Hmm, you’re doing so good,” I said as I pulled back.
“More.” Angel reached for me, and I caught her hand.
“My turn,” I said with a smile. “Stand up, get rid of the panties, lie back, and spread those legs.”
Angel’s face twisted with humor as she gave me a dry look. “Bossy much?”
Oh, you have no idea.
Stepping back, I pressed up against the wall as she stood and shimmied out of her panties.
Her pussy was bare, except for a well-maintained strip, and I was pleased to see it.
The girl needed to stop dressing like a slob.
Her body was toned and shapely. Her tits were decent, her stomach flat, and her waist nipped in before flaring out to the curve of her hips and then that plump, juicy ass, which she hid so well.
“Lie down.”
“Do I have to do what you tell me?” Angel teased as she lay down, and I saw her smile fade as she caught the look in my eye. “Oh,” she said as she rubbed her lips together, and I watched her body squirm with anticipation. “Okay.”
“Spread them.” She did as she was told. Walking to the end of her bed, I placed one knee on it as I stared straight into her pussy. Her arousal was evident, and as I moved up to her, I hesitated. “Condom.”
“Um, no.” Angel’s hands, which had been at her side, crossed over her body, and I gently placed them back on the bed. “I told you, I’m not like this, so I, uh, I’m not, I don’t have . . .”
Saying nothing, I reached over her for my discarded jeans. Pulling out my wallet, I took out the condom and rolled it on.
“Lie still, and don’t move,” I instructed as I bent down and took my first lick of her pussy. Her legs clamped around my head, and her hands were in my hair. Drawing back, I looked up at her. “No. I said don’t move.”
“Sorry,” Angel gasped. I moved back down, and as I took my second taste, she did it again.
Reaching down, I picked up my belt. “Hands,” I ordered as I uncurled it.
“You’re going to tie my hands?” Angel looked up at me with wide eyes.
“You can’t be trusted,” I replied. “Hands.”
It was a gamble, but she raised them to me, and once they were secured to the bedpost, I fucked her with my tongue and my fingers until she was screaming my name.
Rising over her, I brought my lips to her ear.
“I’m going to fuck you, Angel,” I told her as I nipped at her skin.
“But you’re too loud, so I need you to be quiet,” I said as I moved my lips to hers, letting her taste herself.
“If you scream when I’m fucking you, I’m going to wrap my hand around your throat until you can’t make a sound.
” I felt her legs clench, and I heard her breath quicken.
“You like that, don’t you? Tied to your bed while I choke you and fuck you. ”
Angel said nothing as she stared up at me, her pupils blown with lust.
“Talk to me, tell me you want me to squeeze your throat as your pussy squeezes my cock when I fuck you.” I moved my cock to her entrance and pushed in slightly.
“Do it,” she said breathily as her hips squirmed as I pushed further.
Placing a chaste kiss on the tip of her nose, I slammed my hips into hers, and her scream of pleasure resonated off the walls of her dorm as my cock stretched her.
“Naughty,” I scolded as I fucked into her a few times. Moving my position, I rocked back, resting on my calves as I pulled her hips up to me. “Now you need to be punished.”
My hand fit around her throat, and as I squeezed, her pussy squeezed me in return.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I encouraged her. “Fuck me just like that, use those muscles, concentrate on how I feel inside you,” I said as I thrust in and out.
“Feel that,” I said as she did exactly as I told her.
“I’m going to tighten my hold for longer,” I told her as my hand gripped her throat.
“You can stop me at any time,” my hips picked up rhythm, “you just need to tell me.” Her pussy was gripping me tighter and tighter.
Reaching with my other hand, I loosened the belt.
“Tap my hand if you want me to stop,” I told her hoarsely as her legs hooked over my hips, taking me deeper inside.
“It’s going to be rough, okay?” I warned her as I forced myself to slow down. “You ready?”
Her fingers tapped the back of my hand, and fighting the disappointment, I loosened my hold on her neck. Angel swallowed as she looked up at me. “Shut up and do it.”
For the first time that evening, she had my complete attention. “Do what?” She had the audacity to roll her eyes. “Angel?” I growled when she didn’t speak.
“Choke me, Onyx, choke me so hard I pass out.”
With a grin, I started to fuck her the way I wanted to, hard, fast, and deep.
She kept up with me, demanding more, until I started to alternate my hold on her neck, and then she was right where I wanted her to be, on the brink of an orgasm that I controlled.
She came so hard she wet the sheets, and as I came to the point of no return, I bit her shoulder hard as I emptied myself into the condom.
When I slipped out of her, I couldn’t keep the self-satisfied grin off my face.
I knew the vampire had a dark side, and she’d just proved it by passing out after coming all over my cock.
Easiest bet I ever won, which was a pity because I wouldn’t have minded trying to win that bet again.