Page 20 of Sapphire

I hold out my arms to him, begging him to sit on my lap. He does, and I wrap myself around him.

“It’s not that I don’t trust her,” I say, trying to choose my words carefully, “It’s that … I think she’s caught up in something bad and you can’t afford any scandals. I’m trying to protect you, my love.”

Mateo gives me a skeptical look before pressing his lips against mine, willing mine to open for him. His warm tongue licks the edges of my lips before plunging in, giving me a searing kiss.

Then he pulls away. “I love you, Tomas Ramirez. I love that you are looking out for me. I love that you are concerned about my career and my public profile. And I’m thankful every day that we met each other at that party.”

The party that Mateo and I turned up to with a woman on each of our arms. The same party that was made up of elite professionals who liked sex and who liked to experiment with sex. The same party where we both let the world see that we were attracted to the same sex as well as the opposite. The same party where we joined in on an orgy and found each other.

“That was a good night,” I say, biting his nipple through his thin T-shirt, making him groan.

“Yes, yes it was. I remember watching you walk into the room with a woman, and as soon as I saw you, I knew I had to have you.” Mateo moves off my lap and sits back on my desk, placing a foot on either side of my chair.

I roll forward so I’m right between them, my chest at the same level as his crotch. One of his feet moves from my thigh to my crotch and gently rubs me.

“I watched as you and your date stripped each other under the stars, out in the garden. She started with your suit jacket, then your tie. You had my dick twitching so badly. Then your date started to undo the buttons of your shirt, then your suit pants. I was jealous, so fucking jealous of her. She pulled your underwear down, and my eyes devoured every inch of your body. Your beautiful cock stood to attention, and I wanted to taste it.”

His foot is doing crazy things to my dick as he speaks.

“That’s why you asked to join us, isn’t it?”

“Yes, my love, it was. Luckily, she was willing.” Mateo gives me a smirk.

“I remember you asking the girl if you could help, and she was a big fan so that worked in your favor.” I chuckle as my hands rub Mateo’s legs.

“All I saw was you, those gorgeous hazel eyes, your delicious body, and that aura you have.”

I look up into his chocolate eyes and smile as my hand reaches for the bulge behind his sweats.

“How could I say no to the Mateo Vilaro? I’m only human.” I give him a smile because this man is not only beautiful on the outside he is just as beautiful on the inside. That night I’d noticed him as well. He had starred in many of my fantasies over the years. Never did I suspect that he liked men. I mean, the man is exquisite. He did this Calvin Klein ad that went viral, and there were these monster billboards of him in his underwear all around Spain. There were so many complaints by conservative groups about seeing his cock six feet tall. That sizeable bulge in his underwear sent people crazy and who wouldn’t jerk off over that? Every now and again, I ask him to put on his Calvin’s and pose for me, letting me jerk off to the real-life version of my fantasies.

“I think your date was shocked when I pushed you to the ground and started sucking your dick.” Mateo chuckled.

My hand has pulled down his sweatpants, and I slowly slide my hand along his thickening length to the memories of that night.

“I also think she was okay with it, seeing as her pussy was riding your face,” Mateo adds.

“Cariño, were you jealous?” I tease, gripping his length as I rub my thumb over the silky tip.

He lets out a guttural groan.

I push my chair out and stand between us so that we are face to face.

“Yes, of course I was,” he growls as his hand wraps around my neck and pulls me to him in a rough kiss. “Mine, all mine,” he growls again, sending tingles down my spine.

I love knowing that this man, one of the most desired men in the world, wants me and only me.

“I’m yours, my love. All yours,” I tell him, my hand sliding over his velvety skin. “You have my heart, my soul, my forever.”

Mateo grabs my face. “Forever.” Then captures my mouth in a heated kiss, our confessions, our memories fueling the uncontrollable desire between us. He pushes his sweats to the ground, and I unzip my jeans and pull my dick from its tight place.

“Lay back,” I whisper to Mateo, and he pushes the mountain of paperwork on my desk to the side. His legs are resting on my chair as I reach into one of the drawers and pull out a bottle of lube. I squeeze a liberal amount into my hand and press it against his puckered hole. I press one finger in as he jerks himself off.

“Yes, Tomas, yes.”

“You have to be quiet,” I tell him, reminding him of our house guest.

“I’ll try.” He groans as I insert another finger into him. “But you feel so fucking good, Tomas, so fucking good.”

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