Gangstress

December 2000 (3)/January 2001 (1)

***Angel's POV***

It was New Years Eve and I was back in Detroit. Technically since my official move date was February 1st, I still wasn't allowed to travel back and forth, but I had told my probation officer that I was starting to move some of my stuff, so some travelling was approved which I was so happy about. If I couldn't spend Christmas with Marshall, I was damn well gonna spend New Years Eve with him.   

It wasn't a lie though, I did bring some of my shit with me. It was mainly just clothes I knew I wasn't gonna wear between now and then, because I realized I actually didn't have a lot of shit to bring overall. I was leaving most of my furniture for Aidan and Jill, and Marshall kinda had everything else already. 

Since it was New Years, Marshall was throwing a big ass party tonight that I was really excited for. It was only 10 in the morning though, so we had tons of time before people started coming over. I decided I should start putting some of the clothes that I had brought into his closet. He had already cleared out a whole side for me, so I figured it should be pretty easy to just hang everything up, and put away whatever needed to go in the drawers. 

As I was hanging up one of my dresses I felt two arms snake around to my stomach. "Betty just left with the kids." Marshall said in a smooth tone as he left gentle kisses on my neck. 

I laughed. "Uh huh, and whats that mean?" I said as I continued putting the dress on the hanger. 

I felt him smile against my neck. "It means you needa throw that ass at me." I returned his smile and the kisses turned to sucking while one of his hands instantly shoved its way past the waistband of my sweats. Since I had slept in these sweats, I wasn't wearing any underwear so his fingers immediately connected to my wet pussy. He ran two of them up and down my slit a few times and then started circling my clit. 

I let out a loud whine mixed with a "fuck" while I involuntarily grabbed the shelf in front of me for stability. His other hand that was still wrapped around my stomach started to travel up under my tank top until he was met with my braless breasts. My hard nipple rubbed against his palm as he started lightly kneading my left breast and I let out a tiny moan. 

My free hand shot back behind me and I instantly started palming at his hard dick over his sweatpants. He swiftly inserted two fingers into me and started pumping me hard. I tightened my grip on the shelf and my eyes rolled into the back of my head while I moaned loudly. 

"Bend over baby." Marshall demanded and pulled his hand away from my pussy. He put it flat on my back and I bent myself over at the hips. I laid the top half of my body down on the shelf and all of a sudden I felt my sweatpants being ripped down and within an instant, Marshall shoved himself into me as far as he could go. We both let out loud involuntary moans and he began slamming himself in and out of me. 

He had a secure grip on my left hip and brought the other hand down to my ass. He grabbed it also as hard as could and then quickly slapped it. I whined even louder from the mix of pleasure and pain and he kept thrusting himself in and out of me. 

Shortly after he wrapped my hair around his hand and then yanked it hard so my neck quickly snapped back. I let out another loud whine and he yanked my hair harder. "Fuck Marshall!" I yelled and he kept going. 

A few moments later he released my hair and sent his hand back directly to my clit. He started rubbing it faster as he kept his hard and deep strokes and my moans got way louder. "Fuck, you're so fuckin' sexy!" He grunted out and started moving faster. 

I felt a familiar pressure start to rise in my lower belly and my pussy started to clamp around his dick. I gripped the shelf harder so my knuckles turned white. "Baby I'm close!" I yelled out frantically since I was not expecting to cum this fast.