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His words send a thrill through me. For a moment, we just look at each other, the air between us charged with possibility. Then, slowly, Angelo leans in, bringing his lips to mine once more.
This time, the kiss is more urgent, a spark igniting between us. His hand slides to the back of my neck, pulling me closer as our mouths move together with a growing hunger. I can feel the intensity building, a need that’s been simmering under the surface now bubbling over.
I press myself against him, wanting to be as close as possible, wanting to show him just how much his support means to me—how muchhemeans to me. Our kissing becomes wilder, more desperate, as if we’re both trying to drown out the world around us.
Angelo’s hands roam over my body, his touch sending shivers down my spine. I can’t get enough of him, of this feeling. My hands explore his broad chest, then slide down to his lap, where I can feel the evidence of his desire pressing against the fabric of his pants.
I break the kiss just long enough to glance down, and a wicked idea takes hold. I want to show him my gratitude in a way that words can’t express. With a teasing smile, I reach for his belt, unbuckling it with deft fingers.
“Fee,” Angelo says, his voice thick with a mix of surprise and desire.
“Let me,” I murmur, my eyes locking onto his as I slowly unzip his pants. My hands are steady, but my heart is pounding with excitement.
I lower my head, feeling the heat radiating off him as I free his dick from the confines of his clothing. The sight of his thickcock, hard and ready, sends a jolt of desire through me. I want to make him feel as good as he makes me feel—no, better.
Without another word, I wrap my hand around the base of his length, giving him a gentle squeeze before lowering my lips to him. The warmth of him against my mouth, the taste of his skin, it all overwhelms me in the best way possible. I swirl my tongue around the tip, savoring the salty taste, and then take him deeper, inch by inch, into my mouth.
Angelo groans, a deep, guttural sound that reverberates through the car, making my core clench with need. His hand finds its way into my hair, gripping it tightly, and I love the feeling of his control over me, the way he’s completely lost in the sensation.
I start with slow, deliberate movements, bobbing my head up and down as I work him with my mouth. My tongue slides along the underside of his shaft, tracing every ridge, every vein, as I take him deeper. His hips begin to move, thrusting upward to meet my mouth, his groans growing louder with each stroke.
“Fee… fuck,” Angelo growls, his voice strained, filled with raw desire. The sound of him losing control spurs me on, making me want to drive him to the edge.
I quicken my pace, hollowing my cheeks as I take him as deep as I can, feeling him hit the back of my throat. The sensation is intense, and I can barely breathe, but I don’t care. All I want is to give him this, to show him how much he means to me.
Angelo’s grip in my hair tightens, guiding me as he thrusts harder into my mouth. The car is filled with the wet, erotic sounds of my mouth working on him, mixed with his desperate moans and the occasional sharp gasp.
I’m completely overwhelmed by how much I care about him, how much I want to please him. I take him even deeper, my eyes watering as I push past the limits of my comfort. I feel himpulsing in my mouth, the tension in his body coiled so tightly that I know he’s close.
“Fee, I’m gonna…” Angelo’s voice is ragged, on the brink of losing all control.
I don’t slow down. If anything, I push myself harder, taking him even deeper, my hand working in sync with my mouth as I feel him begin to unravel. His hips jerk upward, thrusting into my mouth with a primal need that has me aching with desire.
With a final, desperate moan, Angelo’s body tenses, and he spills into my mouth. The taste of him floods my senses, and I swallow, not wanting to waste a drop. His groans fill the car, his grip on my hair almost painful as he rides out his climax, lost in the pleasure I’m giving him.
When it’s over, I pull back, my lips tingling, my heart racing with exhilaration. I look up at him, seeing the satisfaction and awe in his eyes, and I know that I’ve given him something no one else ever could.
Angelo is gasping, his chest heaving as he comes down from the high. I watch him, feeling a wave of complete satisfaction wash over me. The way his eyes darken, filled with a renewed hunger, makes my heart race all over again.
“Fee,” he growls, his voice low and dangerous, “I’m about to fuck you so hard.”
His words send a shiver down my spine, and my core clenches with anticipation. The heat between us is unbearable, the car thick with the scents of sex and desire. My body is aching for him, desperate for the feel of him inside me.
Just as he reaches out to pull me closer, ready to order me into the backseat, a noise outside catches our attention.
The sound of footsteps, approaching fast.
Someone has followed us here.
10
ANGELO
Shit. Shit.Shit.Someone’s followed us here.
Goddammit. Marco is going to fucking kill me. He didn’t want me to go off by myself with Fee, offering to drive us himself, but I had refused and had pulled rank on him when he tried to argue with me.
The bastard will never let me out of his sight again.
