[Which is pretty much the truth. She's actually testing her boundaries, seeing how far he'll let her go as she inches the bottle downwards, but there's no particular goal past that.]
[She carefully perches the bottle in place as she comes to climb onto the bed. It takes a little adjusting to get herself where she wants to be exactly, but soon, she's on her belly between his thighs, legs up in the air behind her like she's just hanging out.]
[He left that one wide open. And he won't find out what she's planning because she's playing this by the ear, bringing her hands up to rub them against his thighs.]
[She feels that shiver and wanting to kick up it a notch, she curls her fingers inward so her nails are just barely scratching along his skin.]
Is there anything you outright say no to?
[And just to give him some incentive to say yes to anything she ends up asking for, Angela leans down and takes the very tip of his cock into her mouth, sucking lightly and casually as she waits for his answer.]
[It's really hard to think of anything when her mouth is on him like that, and when he's wanting more. He runs through a few things in his head, immediately dismisses the really bizarre things as something she wouldn't try anyway, and shrugs with another small shiver.]
Can't think of anything. I'll let you know if I do.
[Well, he seems willing and open to trying new things, but still Angela will go slow and watch out for any bad reactions like flying limbs just in case. For the moment, she slides him deeper between her lips, working to get him fully hard again.]
[He's always been adventurous; even if he has no idea what she has in mind right now, he's sure not complaining about what she's doing with her mouth. He shifts his hips a little, letting out a small groan of pleasure. If she wanted to get him fully hard, it's working, and quick.]
[The water bottle tips sideways off his hipbone, but Angela reaches up and catches it before it can spill too much. There's a few droplets of icy cold water that fall on him, along that curve where hip meets torso and she just has to let go of him to go lick them up. Waste not, want not.]
[It's probably hard to tell whether he's shivering from the cold water or from the way her tongue chases after those water droplets, but it's a combination of both, really. He can't help smiling at her, looking somewhere between smug and extremely aroused.]
[She licks her way back to his cock, only stopping to take a drink, holding it before swallowing and then taking him back into her mouth where it's nice and cold.]
[By the time she takes him back into her mouth, it's pretty damn difficult to talk, so he stops talking -- probably for the best, although it's something he rarely manages -- and simply closes his eyes, focusing on the sensations, finding that he likes the feeling of the cold more than he thought he would.]
[Angela doesn't answer, preferring to let actions speak for her. She lets her arm drop to the floor where the bottle is rested and her hands are back climbing up his thighs as she sucks, slowly digging her nails in as she moves them down.]
[He's already made it pretty clear he enjoys her fingernails digging in, and this is no exception. He squirms a little as she moves her nails down, not minding how hard she does it, just wanting more.]
[He's not going to get more because Angela's decided to move on from that, bring a hand down to cup his balls, thumb running over the sensitive skin. She makes a ring with her thumb and forefinger of her other hand, circling his cock and lets that follow the movements of her mouth, taking him a little deeper each time.]
[Even if he's not getting more of that, he's getting something even better. The addition of her hand in combination with her mouth is enough to get him groaning, and instinctively arching his hips a little to press into her mouth more.]
[She keeps up her movements, but soon, those hips prove to be more trouble than they should be. The hand around his cock moves to his lower belly, palm down and pressing firmly as her eyes flick up to his face as if she's telling him to stay still. It'll be worth it.]
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[She steps towards him, pressing the chilly bottle against his legs before dragging it along them, stopping just at his belly button.]
...but I find you pretty useful.
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[He grins at her, but then shivers a little as she drags the bottle across his legs. It's not a bad shiver, though.]
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[Just for kicks, she moves the bottle down a little, right on a hipbone, dangerously close to his cock. Chess with only one moveable play piece.]
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[It does feel pretty good, in a weird kind of way.]
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[Which is pretty much the truth. She's actually testing her boundaries, seeing how far he'll let her go as she inches the bottle downwards, but there's no particular goal past that.]
Did you?
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Nah. Can't think of anything.
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Not the creative type, are you?
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[He looks at her with a raised eyebrow, wondering what she's planning.]
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[He left that one wide open. And he won't find out what she's planning because she's playing this by the ear, bringing her hands up to rub them against his thighs.]
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Okay, okay, you got me there.
[And promptly shivers again, this time because of her touch.]
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Is there anything you outright say no to?
[And just to give him some incentive to say yes to anything she ends up asking for, Angela leans down and takes the very tip of his cock into her mouth, sucking lightly and casually as she waits for his answer.]
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[It's really hard to think of anything when her mouth is on him like that, and when he's wanting more. He runs through a few things in his head, immediately dismisses the really bizarre things as something she wouldn't try anyway, and shrugs with another small shiver.]
Can't think of anything. I'll let you know if I do.
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What?
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[She fascinates him, really. And he likes that. It's not often that someone does.]
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[She licks her way back to his cock, only stopping to take a drink, holding it before swallowing and then taking him back into her mouth where it's nice and cold.]
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[By the time she takes him back into her mouth, it's pretty damn difficult to talk, so he stops talking -- probably for the best, although it's something he rarely manages -- and simply closes his eyes, focusing on the sensations, finding that he likes the feeling of the cold more than he thought he would.]
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