💫GISELLE💫

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"Okay, damn. Good job." She complained, but with satisfaction. When I looked up at her, her expression let me know that she, too, was turned on.

"I gotta cum. Fuck that." Angel groaned, as I removed myself from his lap and his face. "Come back, baby." Almost whining, Angel wiped his mouth and reached out for me.

"We have company." Looking over to V, who just watched in pure silence and awe. "Lets finish the game."

"I think your boyfriend wants to fuck. I can leave."

"I'm sorry V, but you just started some shit that has to be finished." Angel laughed, placing his hand over himself.

In some other reality, a woman would probably be uncomfortable, sitting half naked in a room with her man and the woman he used to fool around with. In some other reality, a woman may have some insecurities riling as the other woman had a full view of her man's body and her own. But this was not that reality. It was mine and Angel's. It was bliss. It was spontaneous. It was fun.

"I think I might be—"

"Fucked up?" V laughed, cutting me off. "Yeah. You definitely should've only taken half of the gummy."

"It's my turn now." I smiled, high as hell and still on my mission. I stared over at Vanessa, who looked worried. The smirk rising across my lips may have placed a tad bit of concern in her, because the fear was hard to hide. In fact, I was so locked in on her, I completely disregarded how my behavior would make Angel feel.

"What are you up to, Sunshine?" V practically sang from the floor.

"I dare the both of you to go down on me. At the same time."

"Ha!" The sound that escaped her mouth told me, right away, that she was thrilled.

"Giselle, what the hell?" Angel grinned, hand still gripping himself as he watched me open my legs and place my fingers inside.

"Scared?" I whispered.

"Giselle."

"Angel."

"I'm not." V interjected, pulling up onto her knees and crawling towards me. "I've thought about tasting your sweet ass far too long to pass this moment up.

"Vanessa, relax." Angel laughed. "This is mine." Angel wrapped his arms underneath me and aggressively pulled me towards him, causing me to lay flat on my back, legs spread, baring it all in front of them both.

It was like a scene from some animalistic vampire sex series. I was deeply lost in a fantasy like no other, chest rising and falling quickly as my adrenaline picked up it's pace. I watched Angel, who seduced me with his stare, breath matching mine; intense. And when he bent down to engulf in the juices of my bottomless sea, Vanessa joined in with him. Weakened by the feel of them both, I wanted to throw my head back, close my eyes and just die a beautiful death. But I didn't. I stayed up, eyes locked on them, watching as their tongues collided with each other and me. I knew Angel had never kissed her before, and wondered what it was like to finally feel his mouth on hers. Was it better this time? Did he still feel the urge to puke? Or was the mix of her intoxicating thirst and this new temptation of blending his two worlds overpowering that fear of his?

Vanessa's hand roamed up my body, clutching my breasts as she began to massage them, one at a time. I let out a soft moan, no longer able to hold in the sounds of pleasure as my baby and his whore took me into ecstasy. At one point, the first climax of the night, V's tongue tossed and turned inside of me, while Angel sucked on my clit. I lost my mind in that moment, moaning loudly as every muscle in my body locked up. Clinching Angel's dark hair in my left and V's silky locs in my right, my body shook uncontrollably.

"That's right. Cum for me, baby." Angel growled.

When they were done, no one thought about the game we were playing. There was only one thing on each of our minds. No words needed to be spoken. No truce needed to be made. No agreements or deals. We all just wanted to relieve the tension between our legs.

"Was it as sweet as you imagined?" I questioned Vanessa as she sat back on the couch beside Angel, wiping my juices from around her mouth.

"The sweetest pussy on planet Earth." Angel responded before her, stroking himself as he continued to watch me. I shot a look of satisfaction his way, causing him to let out a chuckle from his nose. Then, Angel bit down on his bottom lip, letting me know that not only was he enjoying himself, but he was ready for more.

"Even better." V finally answered, eyeing me like she wanted more of me. So that's what I gave her.

"My turn?" I grinned, crossing over Angel's lap as I crawled between her legs. I'd never been with a girl in any form or fashion. But curiosity had me in a chokehold, and I wanted to explore every avenue of this world.

Too impatient to pull her shorts down, I moved them to the side, taking her into my mouth. All I thought of was the things I enjoyed when getting oral. And I stuck to that, listening for signals of her enjoying one thing, sticking to that, and moving on to something new shortly after. I heard Angel groan behind me and smiled to myself. Of course, he was entertained. Two minutes in, Vanessa began moaning loudly, gripping my hair and shoving my face deeper into her. There was a fire blazing as an ache like no other formed between my legs. I reached behind me for Angel's hand, placing it on me and hinting for him to please me. That's all the invitation he needed. Angel rubbed my clit in a slow motion, causing me to sigh into V and her to moan, throwing her head back. If my mouth wasn't occupied, I would be smiling ear to ear, knowing I was the one bringing another woman pleasure. His other woman.

"Take them off." I told her, waiting for her to help me strip her down to nothing.

"Giselle, I just want you to know that you're about to get fucked." Angel warned, getting up from the couch almost immediately.

I lifted my head from between V's legs and looked up at her, who was smiling and looking at Angel up and down as he removed his shirt. When I peered back at him, his eyes were locked on me as he stroked himself. I raised my ass to him, arched my back, whipping my hair to one side so he could see my face.

"So, fuck me, daddy." I whispered.

A devious laughter sounded from V's mouth, one full of so much more than just pure satisfaction. She seemed thrilled to be invited into me and Angel's world. Our crazy. Our realm of US. I turned to face her again, no longer buried between her legs, and like it was natural, I kissed her like I'd never kissed before. She invited me into her mouth, shoving her tongue into mine, tugging at my already messy hair.

"Fuck!" Angel hissed before gripping my waist with both hands and slamming into me.

I cried out into V's mouth. Angel had his way, pounding into me and immediately becoming soaked in the juices that had been forming for longer than I wanted to admit. Every time his thrusts sent him crashing into me, I rocked forward into V's mouth, crying out mercilessly. I was so wet that I felt my own juices dripping down the inside of my legs. Angel could barely contain himself, moaning, groaning, growling, and completely getting lost in the moment. I watched V, who watched him and then me. Taking two fingers, I shoved them inside of her and stroked her the way I've done myself so many times. Vanessa shut her eyes, opening her mouth simultaneously, and I lifted her shirt, taking her nipple into my mouth. Letting out a moan almost as loud as Angel, Vanessa began coming undone, shaking beneath me.

"Cum, bitch." I whispered. "Cum."

"Shit, baby." Angel whined.

"Fuck!" She screamed aloud. I could tell she was climbing to her peak. So, I stopped.

Pushing Angel from inside, I moved to the side, allowing him to hover over Vanessa. He looked at me for assurance, questioning what I wanted from him. V stared at us both, speechless. I kissed Angel and stroked him with my hand, before placing him inside of her

"Fuck her." I demanded.

"Giselle."

"Angel." I grinned. "Show me how you fuck her." So he could know I was serious, I licked my fingers and touched myself, sitting at the top of the couch for a better view.

"Giselle."

I ignored him that time, pleasing myself as I stared in his eyes. Seconds later, he did as I asked, ramming his pelvis into her over and over, quickly. There was nothing more satisfying than watching the way he passionlessly fucked the shit out of her. Hard, emotionless, hardly looking at her. Still, she enjoyed it, moaning out with each stroke. And after about six, she came.

Knowing Angel still wasn't finished, when he sat back onto the couch, I straddled him. Wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him gently. At that point, I could care less what V was doing or thinking or wanting. All I wanted to do was satisfy my man and make sure he had the night cap he deserved. Raising up to put him underneath me, I slid down onto him slowly. Hearing the sigh that left his mouth told me at least one thing; he missed the feel of me while he was inside of her.

"Missed me?" I whispered, biting the lobe of his ear.

"You have no idea." He whispered back, clenching my waist as I slowly rocked back and forth on him. "You're so fucking wet."

"Always wet for you, baby."

And the rest was history, I rode him slowly, kissing him the entire time he clawed at my skin. Starting at a slow steady pace, the closer he got to his peak, the more I picked up my speed. Angel had to have been digging his fingertips into my ass when a growl echoed from his chest. Thrusting upward to meet my grind, his movements stiffened as he sang the sweet sounds of full-on pleasure.

"I love you, baby." He hissed into my neck. "I fucking love you."

Reaching up and wrapping his fingers around my throat, thrusting upward into me as he began to release. The moment I felt his fluids expel into me, I came again and again, praying he'd keep going a little while longer, praying he'd grip my throat a little tighter. And he did, because he knew me inside and out. He knew what I wanted; when I wanted it; how I liked it; why I preferred it that way.

At that moment, Vanessa stormed out. Not caring to dress herself, nod her farewell, or thank me for a good time, she grabbed her shit and left. Was it too much for her? Seeing the way he loved me? 

Breathing heavily, trying to catch our breath, I sat there on top of him and became lost in every aspect of how he was, what we'd done, and how I felt. Angel had proven me right, as I remembered Ashton's words clear as day: "If he can't keep his eyes and hands and mouth off of you while she's in the same bed, he's all for you", she said. All night, Angel fucked me with his eyes, mouth, hands, and I knew I was all he needed. Even when he pleased V, he couldn't stop looking my way and hardly formed a connection with her outside of physical contact. And her? She got her one last fuck; her one last taste; all while witnessing the love Angel had for me and I for him; all while having a front row seat to the compare and contrast presentation of her to him vs me to him. So yes. I started with a plan. I executed that plan. And mission accomplished. I doubted she'd be anymore of a problem to either of us. 

***Author's Words****

Hope that wasn't too steamy for you!

Looks like Giselle has got herself a new ounce of confidence.

How will this one night on the wild side effect their relationship?

Stay tuned for Angel's P.O.V.

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