“Got damn,” Angel coughed.
Emily’s tight pussy clamped around his dick and Angel was certain… heaven was hidden inside of her. With little to no restraint, he drilled her pussy, in and out, until his thighs trembled. Emily screamed his name and clawed his ass, pulling him deeper and deeper. The tight walls of her pussy contracted around his dick, triggering his own explosive release.
“Fuck!”
Angel’s entire body shuddered as his dick pulsed and pumped hot cum into her pussy.
“Damn, Mami,” Angel exhaled.
He rolled off of Emily and laid on the floor beside her. She leaned over him and looked at him with a sparkle in her beautiful blue eyes.
“Wow,” she marveled through a breath. “You are something else, Alejandro.”
Angel chuckled and pulled her on his chest. “Yeah?”
“Yes.”
Emily’s head grew heavier on his chest. She’d been going nonstop since morning. The exhaustion must have kicked in. Angel felt around until he found his jacket. He covered her body and laid still, making sure not to wake her.
Chapter Six
EMILY
The imposing shrill of a ringing phone snapped Emily awake. She looked around and quickly remembered her tryst on the floor with Angel. He was sound asleep beneath her, not at all bothered by the ringing phone.
Emily sat up slowly. She took the jacket that covered her and spread it over Angel. She got up and walked softly to her desk. She fished her phone out of her purse just as it stopped ringing. Before she could check her missed calls, it rang again. Emily didn’t recognize the number.
“Hello?” she answered quietly.
“Emily?” The voice was female.
“Yes, this is Emily.”
“Emily, it’s Rebecca- Rebecca Ferron. I need to see you.”
Emily looked down at her watch. It was almost midnight.
“Mrs. Ferron, I’ll have to schedule something for tomorrow.”
“Please, Emily. It’s an emergency.”
Emily looked over at Angel. Surprised to see that he was no longer sleeping. He’d got up and sat on the loveseat. For a big guy, he moved with the silence of a ninja.
“Umm, okay. I can be at the hospital in an hour,” Emily relented.
“I’m at home.”
Emily frowned. “What?”
“I signed myself out. I live in the Gold Coast neighborhood. I’ll text you my address.”
“Okay,” Emily sighed. “I’ll see you shortly.”
“Thank you, Emily.”
Emily disconnected the call and stuffed the phone back into her purse. With a little reluctance, she turned to Angel.
“I have to go,” she said regretfully. “I’m sorry. Its work.”
