Angelica "Freak Two" Munson

Chapter 67

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(This will be the only mature content chapter. I prefer not to write them, but it was requested by a reader.)

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Angie's eyes flutter open as the sun flickers across her cheeks.

"Good morning, beautiful." Steve greets her, pressing a kiss to her bare chest.

"Good morning." Angie moans, stretching across the bed.

He can't help but smirk at her reaction, getting exactly what he was searching for, "How'd you sleep?" He questions, continuing to peck down her body.

"Good," she bites her lip to contain herself, "I was tired."

"I bet you were."

They recall the night before...

Angie desperately latches her lips onto Steve's shoulders as he fumbles with the keys. The second the door opens, his lips return to hers. Both of them chuck their shoes onto the floor.

Steve rips her shirt from her body, leaving her in just a bra as he continues to ravish her.

She pants as she removes his jeans. Her own are gone moments after.

His lips fade to her neck as his hand unclips her bra. It quickly falls from her body.

Angie moans softly as Steve presses against her.

He reluctantly pulls his lips from her body, "How do you want me, beautiful?"

"Just take me upstairs."

"Yes, ma'am."

Angie hops up, wrapping herself around his waistline.

They quickly scramble up the stairs, their lips never parting.

Steve lays her down on the bed as she squirms underneath him from the friction. He can't help but groan as she does so.

"How do you want me?" He repeats softly.

"Just touch me."

Steve's hand slips from her hair and pushes her underwear to the side. She whimpers, pressing herself against his hand as he teases her.

"Please," she begs.

Steve thrusts two fingers inside of her and her body braces with pleasure.

She moans, grinding against his hand as he quickly slips in and out of her.

His mouth roams her body as he revels in the pleasure of listening to her.

Angie pulls him back to her lips by his hair. She pants, looking to speak between moans, "I want you baby." She mutters.

"From the front..." Steve nips at her ear, "or from the back?"

He slows his thrusts and allows her to answer. She cups him over his boxers and his mouth flies open in pleasure.

"Both." She pants, "Everything's better when it's been cooked on both sides."

Steve slips his boxers to the floor, grabbing a condom from the drawer. Angie bites her lip in anticipation as he places himself before her once more. He leans over her, placing a small pillow underneath her back.

"What's that for?" She mumbles.

"You'll find out."

Angie opens her mouth to respond when Steve bottoms out inside of her. She moans loudly, clawing at his back as he removes himself and continues to bottom out.

The bed rocks against the wall as he pummels in and out of her. The sound of their juices fills the room.

"I'm...getting...close." Angie scrambles in between thrusts.

Steve pulls all the way out of her, grabbing Angie by the leg. He quickly removes the pillow and flips her onto her stomach, "I guess we better flip you then." He smirks, lifting her hips into the air and pounding into her.

She screams his name in pleasure, throwing her face into the sheets to contain herself.

Steve sweeps her hair, placing kisses across her shoulders.

"Don't hide yourself." He mutters, "Let me hear you."

Angie turns her head to the side as her moans erupt into the room.

"Good girl."

She pulls roughly at the sheets as their bodies rock together, "I'm close."

Steve groans in her ear, "Yeah, me too."

He pushes his body harder, slamming into her as fast as his body will go.

She begins to throb around him.

Steve bites her shoulder, "Let go for me, beautiful."

Angie comes unraveled around him, the pleasure too great.

Steve is close behind her, thrusting her through the high. She pants, rocking back into him until she feels her body fill with his warmth.

He collapses onto her, slipping out slowly.

She turns and kisses him softly as she tries to catch her breath, "That was amazing, Steve."

"I'm not done yet." He smiles, "I still have to clean you up.

Steve gently flips her back over and places her knees on his shoulders. The moment his mouth meets her heat, her body arches towards him.

"Oh gosh," she moans, the sensitivity still strong.

His tongue slides slowly between her folds, carefully listening to her tells.

She pants, secretly loving the extra attention.

Steve pauses for her to take a breath before slipping his tongue inside of her.

Angie moans, burying her head against the sheets.

He laps up the rest of her juices, reveling in the way she throbs against him.

The condom makes its way to the trash and Steve pulls Angie into his arms.