Mr snuggles fell out of Angel's hands, and landed on the ground.
Surrendering to the desire that had been building up in her, she ignored the precious doll, and instead threw her hand around his neck.
Ares in return, kissed her like he had never kissed any other woman.
She wasn't like any other woman he had been with.
She was special. More delicate, fragile, and consuming.
His hand reached down to cup her butt, and instinctively, she grinded against him.
He paused his lips motion, as a curse left his tongue.
"Why are you here?" He asked, pulling away.
"Why did you ask me to stay?" She responded, breathing heavily.
"You're driving me crazy, Angel. Do you understand how busy I am?"
"You asked me to stay."
"I did. I want you to stay. But I have to work. I fucking have to work," he said, and claimed her lips again.
His tongue worked it's way deep into her throat, inches close to touching her heart.