Angelina could feel the effect she was having on him, and he wasn't alone in that either. She could feel the warm pool of wetness between her legs, and part of her wanted to squeeze her knees together to put pressure there, but with Adrian currently positioned where he was, that wasn't exactly possible. Not that she minded. Angelina very much liked where he was in that moment. Instead she moved her legs, allowing him a more comfortable fit, smiling when he agreed to how amazing this all was. She was pleased to know she wasn't alone in that regard. But all thoughts fled her mind as his mouth found her breasts, and she let out a low groan as her fingers found his hair, wrapping themselves in the strands. Her body was beginning to feel like it was on fire, and she wondered how on earth the bed wasn't in flames in that moment, but soon even that thought was gone as he began to tease her everywhere. His lips and tongue exploring her body, even teasing her. And it was safe to say she wasn't exactly staying quiet during the entire exchange, wiggling underneath him with desire and making noises of appreciation and satisfaction everywhere he went. One of her hands found the sheet beneath her and she held onto it tightly, breathing hard as he whispered those words into her neck. She chuckled breathlessly, trying to formulate words to respond.
"I wouldn't tell you no. Sounds a bit addicting if you ask me," she whispered, finally pulling herself out of her pleasurable haze and sitting up in the slightest bit, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs tangling in his. "But..." she started, and with one fluid, simple movement she rolled them over so she was on top of him and he was beneath her. She giggled then, looking down at him with a mischievous smile on her face, leaning to give him a chaste kiss. "Now it's my turn for a moment," she teased, letting her hair trail over his chest as her lips found skin, moving her bum back so she was pressed against the hardness in his underwear, unable to stop herself from grinding down on him softly. She groaned at the sensation, biting her lower lip hard and closing her eyes, letting her fingers trail over his arms, before she rolled her hips again against him. Merlin, that felt so bloody good, and there was still clothing separating them to boot.
Sliding down though, off of him so she was between his legs now, she looked up at him with a sly smile. Reaching forward then, she tugged at the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down, exposing him to the air around them, hoping she wasn't going to fast but unable to stop herself. Looking up at him as though to ask for permission she bit her lip, giving him a shy look and pushing her hair behind her ear.
"I want to taste you, okay?" she said as a warning, and before he really said anything else she leaned down, her hand going around his length and letting her lips brush across the tip of his penis, before opening her mouth and gently sliding him inside. He was salty and sweet, and she couldn't help but go down the slightest bit further, her hand still grasping him as she let her tongue trail over the head, and then the underside of his length. He was so warm and solid in her hand, in her mouth, and it just made her want even more.
And because she didn't want to ruin the experimentation, she tried her hardest not to push him too far, and after a minute or two she pulled away, kissing his hips, his abs, his chest, his neck before finally finding his lips again, smiling into their kiss.
"That was fun. Now what do you want to do?" she asked playfully.