Angel's fingernails clicked against her martini glass as she watched Edward across the dimly lit bar. He was new in town, she'd heard, and the way his eyes scanned the room, there was no doubt he was looking for something. Or someone. She smiled, taking a sip of her drink, her eyes never leaving him. "You're new here, aren't you?" she said, while sliding onto the barstool next to him. He turned, his gaze flicking over her body, lingering on her cleavage. "Is it that obvious?" he grinned, signaling the bartender for another round. "Edward," he offered, extending a hand. "Angel," she replied. "So, what brings you to our little corner of the world, Edward?" He leaned in, "I'm looking for... excitement. Something different." She chuckled, "Well, I might be able to help with that." After a night of flirtatious banter and stolen glances, they ended up in her apartment. She poured them each a glass of wine, her eyes locked onto his as she took a sip. "You know," she said, setting down her glass, "I've been thinking about what you said earlier. About excitement." He raised an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Oh yeah? And what were you thinking?" She stepped closer, her fingers going up and down his cock, through his pants. "I was thinking... I could be that excitement. If you're up for it." He didn't hesitate, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled her against him. "Fuck yes, I'm up for it," his lips crashing down on hers. Their clothes hit the floor in a hurried flurry, their bodies pressing together in a tangle of limbs and desperate kisses. She pushed him down onto the bed, straddling his mouth, in the 69 position. "You taste like sin," he murmured, his tongue tracing the line of her pussy. She laughed, a breathless sound. "And you taste like trouble." She leaned down, her lips wrapping around his big hard cock, sucking him deep into her throat. He groaned, his hands fisting in her hair. "Fuck, Angel. That feels so good." She pulled back, a wicked smile on her face. "You like that? You'll like this even more." She guided his mouth so that his tongue could easily be lapping at her clit. "Mmm, you taste as good as you look," he murmured, his tongue working her in earnest. She moaned, her hips bucking against his face. "Fuck me, Edward. I really want to feel your hard cock inside me," she gasped, got up and then took her hands pushing him onto his back. She climbed on top, lowering herself onto his cock, her back arching as she took all of him deep. "God, you feel so good," she moaned, her hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm. He reached up, his fingers pinching her nipples, making her gasp. "You like that, don't you? You like it rough," flipping them over so he was now on top. He immediately pushed his big cock into her. "Yes," she gasped, her nails digging into his back. "Give it to me, Edward. Fuck me hard." He did, his cock pounding into her, their bodies slick with sweat. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. "I want your cock in my ass," she moaned, her hand reaching between them, her fingers circling his cock as he pulled out of her wet pussy. He groaned as his cock was twitching in her hand. She turned over, with her ass in the air. He knelt behind her, his fingers rubbing her ass, spreading her cheeks. She looked back at him, her eyes heavy-lidded, her lips parted. "Fuck me, Edward. I want your cock deep in my ass." His cock was sliding into her, her muscles clenching around him. She moaned, her asshole adjusting to the intrusion, her hands fisting the sheets. "Oh God, Edward. That's so good," she moaned, her body moving back against him, pushing back against his thrusts. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. She moaned, her body tensing, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. "Fuck, Edward. Yes. Yes," she cried out, her body convulsing, her muscles clenching around his cock. He groaned, his body tensing, his cock pulsing inside her as he came, his body collapsing on top of hers. "Fuck, Angel," he murmured, his lips brushing against her neck. "That was...so fucking intense." She laughed. "Didn't I tell you I would be exciting."