AN ANGEL AND A DIABLO

(A/N: This one goes with Bliss. Read Bliss, and then read this, to know who Angel is, and her "story. )

She'd been staying with Matt about two weeks now, and he'd tried his best not to constantly think about sex, about claiming her as his, marking her in every way physically possible. Which was really hard considering she woke up from a bad wreck to think that they were together.

No, the stubborn dark haired male insisted on being a 'gentleman'. But a guy could only take so much, right? Matt knew that he was reaching his breaking point. He stood in the doorway of their kitchen as she bent over the fridge in the impossibly short denim cut offs she wore all the time, digging around for more beer to go into the cooler outside, where he was grilling out this afternoon. Or Jeff was, and everyone else was sitting around drinking, talking to one another. He mentally had to wonder how in the hell Adam Copeland could screw around on her, with her sister, who to Matt was nowhere near as drop dead sexy as Angel was to him now, had been to him for a long time.

"It's so damn hot." she whined as she grabbed an ice cube, vaguely aware by now he was in fact standing in the kitchen doorway, staring at her ass was intentionally teasing him, because she was so sick of him insisting that they wait until she wasn't aching all over from her wreck. She wanted him now, damn it. So, she was going to tease him until she got what she wanted. She realized that he was still staring and she had his full attention now. She stood and leaning against their double door refridgerator rubbed the ice cube slowly down her neck, then lower, between the bikini top she wore, trailing the ice over her breasts. Matt gulped and then looking around, he quickly shut the door to the kitchen and locked it so noone saw them.

Then he walked towards her as he smirked and took the ice cube as he said " No.. You are hot.. Too damn hot, Angel." as he leaned her back on the kitchen table, and smirked, licking up the watery path that the ice cube melting on her soft skin had left behind, then pulling her bikini top out of the way slightly, with his teeth, he slid the ice cube into his mouth and slowly began to trail his tongue and the ice cube over her nipples.

Angel bit her lip to keep from screaming his name as she felt his hand sliding slowly up her leg, about the same time as he started his assault on her nipples with his tongue and the ice cube, only stopping long enough to trail his cool tongue over her outer ear as he winked and whispered suggestively, " Oh wait.. It's going to feel so much better in just a few minutes, darlin."

She arched her back away from the table he had her leaned back on when his fingers slipped inside of her. The scissoring motion of his fingers in her warm wet sex had her gasping, writhing around beneath him, making her purposely graze against his still growing and beyond hard erection. She smirked as she gave the baggy basketball shorts a tug and they fell to the floor. Then she sat up just a bit, and holding his gaze, slowly undid the button on his boxers, slipping her hand inside, stroking his cock.

Matt growled and then leaning her back on the table after untying the bikini top said with a smirk "My turn, babe." as he bent his head down, pushing the melting ice cube around on her chest, as he sped up the motions of his fingers inside of her.

Angel groaned as she licked her lips, whimpered as she bucked her hips back and forth against his fingers. He held up a finger on his other hand and stopped what he was doing, moving to the fridge, reaching in the ice container and smirking as he sat the ice cube on her stomach and then licked the trail of water that dripped, stopping at the waistband of the shorts she had on.

He unbuttoned them, and then slid them down, as she groaned, biting her lower lip, arching her back when his fingers slipped inside of her again. "Oh. .. Oh fuck... matttttt." she moaned as she bought her legs up and he kept licking the water trail from the second melting ice cube. He reached the waistband of her panties and he smirked as he tore them off, and picked up the ice cube off her stomach with his teeth, before going down, kneeling, slowly slipping his tongue and the piece of ice over her clit before plunging his tongue into her, licking her ggreedily.

"Mattttt." she moaned as she stroked his cock faster, and bit her lower lip, arching her back. She only had one hand to work with, so she was at a severe disadvantage, currently.

"Mmmmm.. Angel... So sweet." Matt groaned as his tongue flicked over her clit slowly, before plunging back into her.

Angel groaned again and begged. "Matt.. Now.. I want you now." she pouted as Matt kissed his way back up her body, sucking her neck, leaving a big purple mark in his wake.

he teasingly grazed his cock against her entrance as he stood, leaned over her and held her hand beside her head, so she couldn't move either of her hands.

"Not fair." she whined as Matt smirked and then said "Just let me take care of you, babe." before slowly thrusting his cock into her. He groaned as it took all his willpower not to just pound her, make her scream his name over and over.

Angel wrapped her legs around his waist as he started to move a little faster, and she tried to move her good hand, hating not being able to touch him. "Oh yes... Mmmm. Matt."

"Mmmm, fuck.. Angel.. Are you my bad girl?" he asked as she nodded and moved her hips with him, causing him to groan as he used his other hand to hold her hips still so he controlled everything. He wanted to make her cum for him before anything else. he wanted her to scream his name.

More importantly, he wanted to erase any memory she might have at any point of her ex fiance Adam Copeland.

Angel pouted as she realized that now she couldn't move her hand or her hips and then writhing beneath him, she pressed against him. Matt sped up and groaned when he realized she was so tight every time he thrust, he wanted to coat her with his white hot sticky release.

"Mmmm... Angel." he muttered as he slammed into her at times causing her back to arch away from the table. He let her hand free finally, and she bought it up, sliding his hair free from the ponytail he had it in then raked through it, as her fingers glided across his shoulders, leaving light marks.

Matt gritted his teeth as a shiver passed over his entire body and he looked down, bending to kiss her passionately. His hands gripped her ass as he slid her forward on the table, closer to him and drove deeper, his hands keeping a firm grip on her ass.

Angel sucked his neck and moaned his name as she shook with what had to be her third orgasm in a matter of minutes. Matt moaned as he sped up and then said "Oh fuck... Angel.. I'm so close..."

"Matt.. Now.." Angel begged, desperate for him to fill her to feel him coating her. She gripped his hips wiht her legs as she kissed him, sucked and left bitemarks on his chest, on his neck.

Matt shuddered as he felt his cock throbbing, literally saw fireworks exploding in front of his eyes as he pounded into her almost hard enough to lift her away from the table at some points, because he was so close to filling her up, that one breath could cause him to cum for her and inside of her. "Oh fuck.. Angel... I'm cumming, babe." he muttered as his tongue trailed along her ear.

Angel groaned and writhed wildly beneath him as she said "Oh god, Matt.. Matt, don't stop." as he fucked her striaght into another orgasm.

Matt sat her up and then sat down in the chair quickly, still feeling like he had a little more left. Angel began to ride him and Matt felt his cock throbbing as her walls clenched it, and drained him completely of his white hot release. "Oh god.. Oh fuck.. Angel." he muttered as Angel panted, resting against him, lazily trailing her hand through his hair.

The knock on the closed door had them both laughing a little as Matt called out in a panting and ragged voice, "Just a minute.."

Jeff smirked and knocking again said "Oh come on man.. Seriously? You're in there fucking her and we're out here wishing we had the damn beer she went in to get two hours ago?"

Matt snickered and then said "Possibly." as he helped her get dressed and they stood, going back outside with the beers that went in the cooler, Matt pulling Angel into his lap as he whispered suggestively, "If you think the ice was fun.. Wait until tonight.."

He chuckled as he watched Angel go red beneath her tan but then she leaned in and whispered back, "Ooh.. Reminds me.. We have chocolate syrup."

He licked his lips and then said "Okay, dessert then." Angel groaned playfully but settled into his lap.