bare ass?"
"Darling, we can do this without my getting naked." Adam
laughed.
He ground his hips into hers. She moaned as she felt her shirt
being ripped open. Adam pushed her bra up as he continued to thrust his
jean-covered cock against her. His rough hands took her breasts captive. He
squeezed and massaged them. His fingers plucked her nipples, making them hard.
He bit her neck gently. Working his way down to her tits, he
covered her right nipple with his mouth. He slid his hands down her smooth
stomach to the snap on her jeans. Celeste arched her back as his teeth began to
nip her.
Celeste shocked him when she pushed him away. Forcing him to lean
back against the wall, she smiled at him. Her lips trailed down his neck.
Pushing up his shirt, she rubbed her hands over his well-muscled chest. His
small nipples stiffened as she flicked them with her fingernails. He groaned
softly. Delighted with his response, Celeste laughed. Kneeling, she met his
eyes as she unsnapped his jeans.
Adam's green eyes were glowing with passion and something else.
Celeste wasn't sure she wanted to find out what that something else was. How
foolish she was to have gotten involved with him. She broke contact and turned
her eyes to the cock in front of her.
She sucked his cock into her warm moist mouth. Licking his shaft
like the most favorite of lollipops, she nibbled from the tip to the base,
including little tastes of his balls. With each suck, his hips began to move
more quickly. Threading his fingers in her silky hair, he began thrusting in
earnest.
Celeste tilted her gaze up to see his face. His head was braced
against the cement wall and his lips were pulled back in a grimace. If she
didn't know better, she would have thought he was in pain. But by the speed of
his hips, she knew it was only a matter of time before she sucked him dry.
She built the pressure until Adam couldn't contain a deep groan.
With a deep thrust, his hot cum spurted into her mouth. She swallowed until he
was done. One last jerk of his hips and he pulled his cock from her mouth.
Sinking down to his knees, he faced her.
"Why did we come here, Celeste? There are more comfortable
places for us to fuck." Adam asked her.
Celeste reached out with her senses. There was a trace of Tomas
here. He had grabbed the women right outside Joe Louis. The women hadn't
protested or argued and no one remembered seeing a couple fighting. Tomas must
have used a little magic to convince them to go with him.
When the fallen went over to madness, their eyes became black
holes sucking all light and color into them. Tomas couldn't hide who and what
he was from mortals unless he used some of his power to disguise his intention.
Like all fallen, he was incredibly handsome and could act normal to achieve his
goal, but using power left traces for Celeste to follow. She could only hope
she was able to find Tomas before he killed again.
"What are you doing?"
"Tomas was here." Celeste stood up, fixed her shirt and
buttoned her jeans up. She gestured for Adam to stand up. Moving to the
sidewalk, she looked south.
"We know that. He picks them up at games."
"No, he picked the last one up at this entrance." She
circled slowly, like a bloodhound looking for a scent.
"How do you know?" Adam sounded skeptical.
"I can feel him. Your climax helped me grab a trace of him.
He took her and headed south."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Celeste glanced at him for a moment. Shrugging, she faced south
again. "I can't build my power in the normal way."
"The normal way?"
"I can't pray to Him for help. Why would He want to help me?
So I get my power in other ways."
Adam frowned. "What other ways?"
"Usually from sex. I harness it until I need it."
"Right." Adam didn't sound convinced.
"Well, there are less pleasurable ways to gather power, but I
choose to do it without harming the other person. Angels aren't supposed to
cause harm, unless they're fallen."
"If I accept that you're a fallen
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