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Mateo
Adiscreet knock on the door heralded the arrival of the surprise I’d arranged for Angel. Only problem was she’d arrived a little earlier this afternoon than she’d originally planned. Her Christmas shopping with her friend was cut short by some boyfriend drama with her friend.
I’d been more than happy to have her show up early. I hadn’t wanted to spend my entire Saturday away from her. I’d hated having her slide out of bed and slip away from me in the early morning hours.
I’d stayed in bed, the plush comforter pulled to my waist, trying to tempt her to climb back under the covers with me. But she only laughed as she hopped back from my outstretched arm, bouncing over to where her clothes were strewn over the armchair by the window. I’d scowled as I watched her shimmy into her skirt and pull on one of my dress shirts over it, tying the hem into a knot at her waist and rolling up the sleeves.
She looked adorably rumpled and sexy and my cock went from resting at half-mast to hard as the North Pole just from another look at her.
“Stay, Angel.” I husked.
She crossed to me and placed a soft hand against my cheek before leaning down and pressing a sweet, tender kiss on my lips. As she pulled back, she trailed her hand up to sift her fingers through the hair at my temples.
“I’ll be back before dinner, but I can’t break my promise to Pepper. Besides, I owe her one.”
Pepper.Why did that name sound familiar? As soon as I had the thought, I shook it away. Angel must have mentioned it last night when she was telling me why she couldn’t stay with me, hiding out in the penthouse for the entire weekend.
She kissed me, quick and hard, taking just an extra second to stroke the tip of her tongue over my bottom lip.
“Mmm, that’ll have to hold me a couple of hours.” And with that she’d shoved her feet into her shoes and disappeared out the bedroom door.
My chest tightened when I realized she was about to do the walk of shame through the lobby. I hated the idea that she might feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. And I hated even more the idea that other men would get to see her rumpled, just tumbled out of bed sexiness. I should be the only one who had that privilege. After all, I was the one who put that look there.
Over the dinner tonight I made a mental note to talk with her about bringing some of her things from home so she could feel comfortable here and so she wouldn’t leave looking like she’d spent the night being fucked hard and loving every minute of it.
I slid out of bed, intent on putting plans in motion for our evening. It hit me as I walked naked toward the bathroom that I had no idea where she lived.
Hell.I didn’t even know her real name, though she knew mine. Hard to miss with my face plastered all over the news and papers with the coming Christmas celebrations. Kind of one-sided now that I think about it.
Something I’ll need to rectify. We’d spend the evening getting to know more than just one another’s bodies. Though, there’d be more of that, too.
When she arrived back early, I welcomed her with open arms, and jumped right to the getting to know each other’s bodies even better portion of the night.
As disheveled as she’d looked leaving here, she’d returned all put back together. Her fitted red skirt came to just above her knees, paired with a black sweater with a neckline that hinted of the curves underneath, tempting me to rediscover those curves. I didn’t try to fight the impulse.
Within a minute, I stripped her bare in the center of my living room and spread her over my plush, chocolate-colored couch. I lifted her and placed her with her head on one of the pillows in the corner of the couch and then urged her to place one foot on the floor while I hitched her other knee up and over the top of the couch so that she was completely open to my gaze. Unable to resist the temptation of her warm, wet little cunt, I slid down to the couch, burying my face between her thighs and plunging my tongue inside her.
Which brought us to the moment when the kitchen staff knocked on my door. Angel lay sprawled out pliant and boneless over the couch after I worked her until she came over and over again. I wrung every ounce of pleasure from her pussy with my tongue and my teeth and had planned to do the same with my cock, but the knock came just as I’d moved my hands to my belt.
“Fuck.”
The curse brought Angel’s startled eyes up to mine. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, my Angel. I just seem to lose all track of time after I get a taste of you on my tongue. Your sweet pussy is like a magical portal.”
She giggled and a charming blush bloomed over her cheeks. The knock came again, and this time she took notice, scrambling to sit up. She instantly lost a little of the sated, slumberous look she’d been wearing as she recovered from her orgasms.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. I had something planned for this evening, but I didn’t realize the time. I just need to let them in.”
She bolted up, suddenly wide awake, her luminous eyes blinking at me.
She was so adorable, and my cock reminded me that he’d planned to be sheathed to the hilt inside her by now.
An idea came to me, and I could barely contain my grin as I grabbed Angel’s hand.
“Just a second,” I called loud enough for the people on the other side of the door to hear. I walked forward toward the door, pulling Angel along behind me.
“What? What are you doing?” Her voice held just a hint of panic, and I felt a tug of resistance on my hand as she dug in her heels. I turned and looked over my shoulder at her. “Trust me?”
