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“I’m coming, Oh, yes. Faster!”
Hot ropes of come spill over my stomach as I spiral into an orgasm of my own. Panting harshly, Mateo drew his dripping fingers from me, licking them clean. I held his gaze, utterly turned on by the naughty sight of him cleaning my juices from his fingers.
And then he does the unthinkable. He slides them back in, easing me down from the sheer heights of my climax.
He falls over me, taking my mouth again in a slower kiss this time that has my toes curling.
His lips swallowed my moans as I rode his hand. My cries of pleasure echoed in the room.
Moments passed as we lay there and for a brief time, I forget about the outside world and only think about us right here, right now.
He slowly moves, our messy bodies warm and relaxed. I opened my eyes to find Mateo studying me. His hand still inside me, my own clasped over it as the tremors rippled through my body.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re beautiful, my Angel.”
I quirked the corner of my mouth. “I hope no one heard me. I was pretty loud.”
“They didn’t. I wouldn’t allow it. Your pleasure is only for us. This section of the floor is off limits.” Mateo’s watch chimed, causing him to frown. “I’m due to sign off on the final Christmas preparations and this damn merger is going to be the death of me. I’ve never hated my job so much right now.”
Every year the stress of making sure everyone has the perfect holiday they paid for must be a heavy burden to carry. And I’d heard rumors of a merger but didn’t know who the candidates were. “New Orleans sounds lovely.”
“Eating your pussy in New Orleans sounds lovely,” Mateo agreed. He kissed me deeply before he removed his hand from me. His fingers were wet with my juices. I opened my mouth and he slid his fingers inside. I sucked on them, tasting myself on him.
Mateo pulled his fingers out and my lips made a sucking noise at the released pressure. He groaned. “Angel, if it wasn’t for that tight pussy of yours, I would think that Vixen is a much better name for you.”
Disappointment speared me as he rolled away from me to stand at the side of the bed. He redressed quickly, and a sigh escaped me as I watched his nimble fingers tug up his zipper and buckle his belt. In minutes, all traces of how we’d spent the afternoon were gone and he was back to looking like the powerful businessman the rest of the world knew him as.
I couldn’t help the tiny bit of smugness knowing I had gotten to see him rumpled and mussed, a tiny bit of his guard down as he spilled his cum in my mouth and then on my belly. My thigh muscles still tingled with the aftereffects of my orgasm. Moving seemed like way too much trouble, but I guessed I had no choice but to get up and put myself back together again.
“I’ll message you about tomorrow.” Mateo leaned over me and gave me a fast kiss before he straightened again. “The room is yours for as long as you need it today.”
I propped myself up on my elbows, a little self-conscious at being bare to him still now that he was fully dressed. Mateo obviously didn’t mind. A fact he proved by bending and capturing one of my still-pebbled nipples in his mouth, giving a small suckle before releasing it and straightening again. I immediately forgot my insecurity, rubbing my thighs together and stretching my body languidly under his gaze.
Mateo’s eyes darkened, but he made a visible effort to tear himself away, his shoulders squaring and a hand brushing imaginary lint from the front of his suit jacket.
“Shit, Angel, if I don’t leave now, I won’t be able to walk away from you. As it is, I’m sure the vision of you like that, warm and naked, my cum covering you, is going to distract me for the rest of the day.”
With that, he turned and in an instant the door closed behind him with a snap. This time I didn’t have to try to hide my smug smile as warmth suffused my body at his parting words. I didn’t mind being Mateo’s distraction. I didn’t mind at all.
I quickly hopped up from the bed and found my phone, tapping out a message.
Dear Scrooge, just a reminder that my virgin pussy is very tight and waiting to be filled with your cock asap.
As Always, Your Winter Angel.
My phone chimed with a new message seconds later.
My Angel, Same room, same time tomorrow. The only difference is my cock will be buried in your hot little pussy instead of your hot little mouth.
Your Scrooge.
Chapter Seven
Mateo
The following day it was almost time to meet her back in the room downstairs, but instead of finishing up the last few details of the budget analysis I was supposed to be working on, I was distracted by thoughts of her.
