Page 173 of Forbidden Heroes

My boss looked down at me, hunger in his eyes as he slid from my mouth.

I leaned back on the thick carpet, catching my breath. I was dizzy from desire. I touched my lips. They were swollen, throbbing and sticky with Mateo.

Mateo brushed a hand over my cheek and captured my jaw in his large hand. I eyed his still hard cock. I knew he’d come down my throat but he was still hard?

“God, you’re beautiful, Angel.” He was still breathing fast, too. His gaze followed mine. “My cock hasn’t had its fill of you yet.”

“Did I—I did it right?” My dizziness made it hard to think.

“You were perfect.” He stripped and held out his hand to easily pull me off the floor. “Come here.”

I stepped into his embrace feeling my body light up from his touch.

He tipped my chin up, kissing me tenderly. “I wish every bastard that looked at you saw my cum still sticking to your lips.”

“Maybe you can replace my favorite lipstick,” I teased, leaning into him.

Mateo glanced at his watch. “Dammit. Time is working against me yet again. Lie back on the bed, Angel.”

I took a step back until the back of my knees hit the bed.

“As much as I don’t want to, and believe me, I don’t, I’m going to have to leave soon. My cock wants to be buried inside that tight virgin pussy so bad it hurts. But I’m not going to rush it.”

I tried to process his words. I needed his touch desperately. After last night and right now, my own hand or my trusty vibrator wasn’t going to cut it. I needed Mateo inside me.

“I need…” I pressed my legs together but that didn’t help. In fact, it only made my desire grow.

“My sweet Angel,” Mateo took me in his arms. “I know what you need. And I’m going to give it to you. Just lie back.”

Thank God.

I was so wound up by desire I shook from the pent up tension.

“I know you need me buried deep inside you, don’t you Angel? You’ve been so patient waiting for me.”

I nodded, feeling relieved and ridiculous as I closed my eyes. “Please,” I begged. “Take me. I want you so bad.” I begged sweetly.

Anticipation buzzed through me when Mateo gently spread my knees. He stood at the foot of the bed. He slid his hands up my thighs to my panties.

“You’re so wet,” Mateo’s voice was quiet.

He hooked his thumbs inside the edges of my panties and pulled. They shredded.

I gasped, shocked from the sudden show of power and possessiveness.

“Now, Angel,” Mateo slid over me, covering every inch of me with his warm delicious body, his light accent growing thick as his cock. “I’m going to give some relief to both of us, but you have to do exactly as I say, ok?”

I nodded and slowly began to tease my nipples.

Mateo’s cock pressed into my belly. He lifted his hips, and taking his cock in his hand, he nestled it between my legs.

That felt delicious, warm and hard just where I wanted it. Immediately, I widened my legs, allowing him greater access, and then I squeezed down, feeling his cock and balls against my slit.

Mateo swore. “No, baby, you can’t do that.” He pulled back. “We don’t have time for that now. I’m just trying to give us a little relief.”

“Taking all of me is the relief I want.”

“You think I don’t want that? Oh Angel, I do, more than anything. But I’m not going to just come inside you and run off.”

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