Chapter 2
They lay in the bed, a tangle of arms and legs, and her head on his chest. His fingers slid along her spine, tracing designs on her back. She sighed contentedly and looked up at him, and he leaned down to capture her mouth in a slow deep kiss. He rolled her over with his mouth still on hers, his hands roaming her back and hips, up to her breasts. His tongue and teeth worshipped at her neck, then lower across her collarbones. Her soft gasps and moans were making his cock stand at attention, for the third time that night. He didn't think he could ever get enough of being inside her, and damn, for a human she had some stamina! His mouth found her strawberry colored nipple, and he sucked and nipped at it. Her hands found his hair and he felt her hips jump as he slid his fingers between her legs, grazing his fingernails across her slick pussy. "Hungry for more, my little gingersnap?" he whispered as his mouth made its way across to her other breast. She whimpered eagerly, and could feel her hand on his back, spelling out yes, yes, please Gabriel. He groaned, parting her legs slowly and working his way back up to her mouth. She pressed her hips up into him, a begging moan escaping her mouth. He looked down at her, her eyes filled with need for him. He tangled his hand into her hair, and leaned in and kissed her, his tongue circling hers. He wanted nothing more than to drive his cock into her and fuck her senseless, again, but he was still determined to prove her earlier comment wrong, and finally had regained enough willpower to tease her without losing his mind in the process.
He slid his mouth along her jaw, letting just the tip of his cock brush her damp entrance, and whispered into her ear. "I believe you said no one likes being teased with just the tip, I think I'd like to test that theory…" he let his words trail off and she made a mewling sound, trying to grind her hips down and get him further into her. He grabbed his cock and drug it up and down, sliding just the tip between her quivering pussy lips. "Want something?" He whispered breathlessly into her ear. She was writhing under him, and with a quick motion he sat up, her legs splayed on either side of him. She was so beautiful, completely wrecked, her eyes wanton, her body trembling with the need for release. She watched as he gave his cock a few long strokes, and cried out in frustration. He grabbed her hip with his left hand, and began teasing her slit again with just the tip. Her hips bucked and her hands fisted the sheets, her head arched back as she moaned and whimpered. He pressed in just a little deeper stroking his cock so she could feel each forward motion. He could feel how close she was and moved his cock so he could slide it across her clit. She gasped and tried in vain to rock up into him, he met her eyes and could see how desperate she was, her eyes pleading with him.
"Roll over." He commanded softly. In one fluid motion she was on her hands and knees in front of him, giving him a beautiful view or her back, ass and leaking pussy. He grabbed her hip again and began his slow teasing, in and out, up and down. Barely any friction, but he could feel she was getting closer with each teasing stroke. He waited until she was riding that edge, her body shaking, whimpering pleading sounds coming from her, then with one hard deep thrust he slammed his cock into her, and rocked his hips. She cried out in pleasure, her body shaking and barely able to hold herself up. He caught both her hips and began moving in and out of her, slow at first then building speed until he was groaning, feeling his balls tense up and that burning heat in his abdomen. He came with a guttural cry, and felt her come again with him, they collapsed forward onto the mattress, with him still inside her.
He managed to roll off her, and lay there panting. She turned and groaned, and signed I think you killed me "it was a mutual death my beautiful Cherry Blossom" sleep now she pulled herself closer and he wrapped his arms around her, enjoying the feel of her snuggled against him.
Gabriel lay there long after she fell asleep, enjoying the sound of her rhythmic breathing and let his fingers wander her back. He knew he was still obligated to his brother and the Winchesters, for now. But a part of him wanted nothing more than to fly off with the sleeping beauty cuddling into him. He knew he needed to do something, with dawn fast approaching and his time to be with her running out.