They were seated in her bathtub in Connecticut, enjoying a scented bubble bath after leisurely love making at Tony's short stay until time to go back to Iowa again. Tony sat leaning against Angela, her smooth legs on either side of him, wrapping him in her intimate embrace. She ran her hands up and down his arms, her mouth trailing kisses across his broad shoulders. Tony's hand were caressing her calves and knees. They had given each other a sensual bath, and now were taking in the sweet aromas from Angela's bath salts and oils.
"I wish we had more time," she said wistfully.
"This week will go by fast," Tony replied as he turned to kiss the knee closest to him.
"It's hard, being here without you," Angela began. "Every where I turn, I'm reminded of you, in every room."
"It's not cake walk for me either you know," was his response. "I miss you and I worry about you, when we are a part."
"Tony, I'm a big girl," Angela replied.
"I know, but you have a tendency to throw yourself into your work when I'm not here," he said. "I worry if you are eating enough, getting enough sleep, that you are taken care of."
"Believe it or not, mother and Jonathan have been really helpful," she said. "Jonathan is so sweet making sure I have my juice and coffee and toasting bagels. Mother drags me out of the office and makes sure I am settled, and Sam comes by and tucks in for a movie a few nights a week."
"Good," said Tony. "I'm glad they took my talk to heart."
"What talk?" asked Angela.
"I just told them all, to look after you," he began. "You were extraordinary, and it would make me feel better if the people you loved were checking in on you."
"Meanwhile, no one is taking care of you in Iowa," Angela said.
"Ah, it's not the same, I have Candy, and the kids," Tony said. "I'm plenty occupied, well until the nights, that is when it's hardest. I go to bed, thinking of you, missing you."
"Let's think about more pleasant times," Angela quickly decided to change the subject. "Our time is limited, and I don't want us to be miserable."
"Yes, I need good memories to live on until you get to Iowa," said Tony attempting to turn around and start making those pleasant memories.
"Don't you dare move," Angela said latching onto him to keep him still and in his current position.
"What do you have in mind," Tony asked.
"Something you promised but never delivered on," she said.
"What promise was that" Tony was aghast, he thought he'd given her everything she asked for.
"Well, you once wanted to know if I fantasized about you," she began. "Now I want details, you say you go to bed thinking about me."
"Yeah," Tony said dreamingly.
"What do you think about?" she asked demurely in his ear. Looking down at his groin, but the water was too high to see what she desired most.
"Well, this and that," Tony replied, closing his eyes and leaning further back into her.
"You can do better than that Micelli," was her reply.
She stretched her leg out and used her toes to pull the drain up just enough to lower the water level in the tub.
"What you are doing," Tony said.
"Lie still, I need to see something," she replied.
The water started to recede, and Tony's erection came into view. Angela smiled and bit her lip.
"You watched me once," she started, "now it's my turn."
Once the water level was to her liking, she pressed the stopper back into the drain. She then took his hands from her legs and guided them to his growing erection.
"Yeah," he questioned.
"Yes, show me what I do to you," she whispered licking his earlobe.
"Shit, babe, you don't play around," he responded.
He took himself in his hands and started to stroke.
Angela starting to rub his chiseled chest with her hands.
"Mmm Ang," he said.
"What am I doing?" she said sultry.
"You run your hands up the inside of my shirt across my chest and back, helping me remove my shirt," he began as he stroked. "I love when you undo my pants, god your hands are so soft, much better than mine."
She ran her hands up his chest and started to lightly trace his nipples.
Tony hissed.
"Mmm that feels good," he said.
He pulled on his length now fully aroused.
Angela licked her lips as she watched him stroke up and down.
"I love your mouth," Tony continued.
"I love your cock," Angela whispered against his ear.
Tony groaned.
"Do you like when I run my tongue up the underside," she asked him, as she watched him stroke, her chin resting on his shoulder.
"Oh God yes," Tony moaned. "Your hot tongue tracing the head, taking me in and sucking me up and down."
Tony began to stroke his member faster.
Angela bit her lip.
"What does it feel like inside me Tony," she asked tracing the shell of his ear with her tongue.
"You're so hot, so wet," Tony moaned closing his eyes and throwing his head back. "It's so tight, god Ang your pussy wrapped around me, squeezing me."
His hands are moving at lighting speed.
Angela watched in fascination at the power in his forearms. Tony's breath quickened as he continued to stroke.
"I want to see you cum Tony," she said forcefully. "How does it feel when I cum on you?"
"It's so hot, I love the feel of you, your juices all around me," he whimpered and started to buck in the tub. "Fuck Angela, baby, I'm going…..ah, ah, oh," he cried out as streaks of white shot out of his cock landing on his chest and stomach.
He stroked himself twice more, as his cum oozed on his hand.
"Made a bit of a mess," he said winded.
He removed his hand off of his member and went to clean it in the water, when Angela's seized his hand.
"Let me clean you," she said.
Tony turned his head as Angela brought his hand to her mouth and licked the cum from his fingers.
"Mmmmm," she moaned as their eyes met.
"Shit Ang," he said, feeling himself getting aroused again.
"Tasty," she said letting his hand go.
She took a sponge from the edge of the tub and gently cleaned his chest and stomach of his remains.
"Thank you," she said.
"Anytime," he replied.
He brought his hands up to stroke her arms as she continued to clean him.
She was so hot, so sexy, she was a boost to his stamina.
"I want you," he said huskily.
He stood from the tub and got out, grabbing a towel, and quickly drying off. He turned and extended his hand to her. Angela took his hand, and he pulled her up gently, fixing her with a predatory look. She shivered in pleasure, when he looked like that, it usually meant bliss for her.
"Let's see if I hold up," she said stepping beside of him and taking his lips in a kiss.
"Mmm, you always do," said Tony when he released her mouth. He turned and grabbed a towel and briskly dried her. "You're so sexy."
He walked them over to the sink and lifted her on the counter.
"Naughty girl," he said with a smirk, "Let's see how much you liked watching."
With that he dropped to his knees and spread her legs. He licked his lips at her glistening folds.
"Why Angela, look at how wet you are," he said.
He dove in, his head between her legs, throwing them over his shoulders and he licked her slick folds up to her clit. He traced the outside of her opening with his mouth before starting to flick her clit with his tongue.
"Mmmmm baby," he hummed against her as he flicked.
Angela arched her back and pressed her aching wetness into his face.
"Don't stop Tony," she moaned.
He added two fingers inside of her and began to massage her inner walls as he continued to flick her clit with quick licks of his tongue.
"Mmmmm Tony," she shouted, pulling at his hair with her hands. "You're going to make me cum."
He removed his fingers and stood between her legs.
Angela at first disappointed until she saw his cock had swollen again and was desperately seeking her heat.
He angled himself and guided himself inside of her.
"I love you baby," he sad as he sank into her.
"Mmmm Tony," she smiled taking his lips in a kiss, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he started to move in and out of her.
"I wanna feel you cum," he moaned, stroking in and out of her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Angela used her arms and pulled herself up so he was looking up at her slightly.
She then swiveled her hips on a circular motion on his hardness.
Tony's eyes rolled into the back of his head.
"Shit Ang," he cried out.
Angela then started to ride his cock as he pumped in and out of her. His upwards thrust meeting her downwards pushes.
"Mmmy Tony, you feel so good baby," she groaned into his ear.
She leaned back giving Tony a view of her bouncing breasts and he could see himself going in and out of her.
"Angela, I'm close," he murmured, wanting to hold back until she was ready.
"Fuck me harder Tony," she said looking at him directly in the eyes.
Tony held her gaze and pumped into her hard a fast, his strokes like pistons in her. The feel and sound of Tony's balls slapping against her sending them both in a frenzy.
"Toooooony," she cried out throwing her head back and thrusting downward as her orgasm took her over.
"Ang, ahh oohh, Angela," he shouted his own release over taking him.
His cum shooting up inside of her as her juices coated him. Tony leaned in and started to suck the vein in the bottom of neck. He sucked as he continued to empty himself into her, she would have a mark tomorrow. Neither cared.
He eased her down onto the countertop again. Kissing her passionately, running his hands up and down her back.
"I love you Tony," she said against his cheek.
"Mmm love you too, Ang," he replied as they kissed.
He stood, her legs still wrapped around him, their breath coming to both harshly. They ran their hands across each other's backs. Smiling and kissing each other.
"We can't stay here all night," she said after minutes.
"I know, but I can barely move," Tony replied.
Angela grabbed the hand towel from the rack and as Tony moved out of her, she wiped herself and cleaned him. Throwing the towel in the direction of the hamper.
She then slipped off the counter and gave him a peck on the lips as she turned grabbed her toothbrush, and toothpaste and started brushing her teeth.
"We need to do that more often she said," to a dazed Tony. She looked at him through the mirror and suppressed a giggle at his tired expression. He really did look like he'd just been set out on the street in a foreign country and tasked with finding the hotel.
As she brushed, she pressed her backside into his groin. Rubbing his now flaccid member with her cheeks. She wanted this portion of him awake again. He was leaving tomorrow, and she needed more.
She finished and spat out the toothpaste, taking a quick swish and spit with her toothbrush, placing it back in its holder. She then turned to Tony.
She grabbed his left ass cheek as she went to walk by.
"Think you can clean up in here and meet me in the bed for round three?" she asked.
His eyes darkened.
"Can't get enough can you," he smirked.
"Of you," she said, "Never. Now finish up and fuck me, Tony."
She sashayed out of the bathroom.
"Anything you say boss," he grinned and as he started tidying up the bathroom.
He heard the creek of the bed as she laid down. Then her soft moans, his head snapped, and he looked out the door to see her laying legs spread, eyes closed, rubbing herself.
"I'm waiting Tony," she moaned.
"Damm lady," Tony said, throwing down the towels he'd been holding running out to join her on the bed.