Angel’s face burned with pleasure at the thought of Emily as a permanent fixture in his life. But first, there were some things she needed to know. He wrapped an arm around her waist and led her to the loveseat. When they sat, Angel studied her face, wondering if he would lose what he didn’t even have yet once he explained who he really was.
Emily must’ve noticed his apprehension. She frowned and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Emily,” Angel sighed. “I have to tell you who I am… what I do to make money.”
Emily’s confused expression made him even more nervous about telling her about his illegal activities. She was, after all, an officer of the court.
“Angel,” she said with furrowed brows. “I know already know what you do for a living.”
Angel shook his head. “You have an idea, but you don’t know.”
Emily leaned forward and placed her hand on his knee.
“So… you don’t smuggle weapons across international waters for criminal organizations, including the Savellis?”
Angel recoiled at the revelation.
“H-How did you-?”
Emily smiled. “I’m no fool, Alejandro Medina. I don’t jump into anything without knowing how deep it is.”
“Emily,” Angel breathed. “I don’t know what to say.”
Emily’s expression changed. Her blue eyes darkened, and her demeanor turned serious.
“Say, I’m your woman,” she demanded.
Angel grinned.
“You’re my woman,” he acquiesced with a nod.
He cupped her face and took her lips. With his kiss, he wanted to show gratitude for her accepting him for who he was. He wanted to show her exactly how pleased he was that she belonged to him, and only him. Her soft tongue caressed his, eliciting an urgency to have her right then.
Angel tore his lips from hers. He looked her deep in the eyes.
“Now, you say it,” he commanded. “Tell me you’re my woman. Tell me, you belong to me, and only me.”
“I’m your woman,” Emily recited with conviction. “I belong to you, and only you.”
Feeling like he had to urgently seal the deal before she changed her mind, Angel took his jacket off and slid to the floor, pulling her with him. He positioned her on her back, cursing every piece of clothing keeping him from his woman. Angel grabbed a pillow from the sofa and slid it under her head. He ran his finger along her jaw, down her neck and chest until he reached a button on her satin shirt. One by one he unfastened them, revealing a lacy gray bra that thankfully snapped in the front. Angel unclasped her skirt and shimmied it, along with her matching gray panties, down her thighs. When he got to the sexy pumps, he left them.
Like he wanted to do since she entered her office, Angel ran his hands over the smooth skin of her legs, up her thighs, and over her hips. He guided his hand across her flat stomach, and down to her pelvis until his thumb reached her hooded clit. Angel pulled her thighs apart, exposing her sweet-smelling cunt.
Angel wasted not another second, wrapping his lips around her clit and sucking it into his mouth. The sound of Emily moaning served as a start button. He sucked and flicked at the bundle of nerves until she was writhing with pleasure. Moisture saturated his chin as he devoured her sweet pussy.
“Oh, my God,” she cried, squirming beneath him.
Angel used her hip to hold her still while he worked his tongue in and out of her soaked pussy. Emily’s trembling legs were the first clue that she was close to coming. The second was when she reached down, grabbed the back of his head, and fucked his face.
Without missing a beat, Angel reached down and undid his pants. If Emily was about to come, he needed to feel her pussy convulsing around his cock. He pushed his pants down, freeing his aching dick while circling her clit with his tongue. He flicked the hood and ground his tongue over her wet muff until she screamed.
“That’s it, Mami,” Angel encouraged. “Cum for me, baby.”
As if on cue, Angel could taste the sweet explosion in her pussy. Quickly, he climbed up her body and positioned the head of his dick to where she opened. He pulled her knee to his side and pushed deep inside her warmth. He nearly fainted at the feel of her wet, throbbing pussy, clinching his hard dick. Angel took a deep breath and started with slow strokes. Emily had a pussy that would have a man blowing his load upon entry.
“Yes, Angel,” Emily breathed. “Oh, yes. Oh!”
Angel took her mouth while deep-deep stroking her throbbing pussy.
