Chapter 7

Seven

Mateo

T he following day it was almost time to meet her back in the room downstairs, but instead of finishing up the last few details of the budget analysis I was supposed to be working on, I was distracted by thoughts of her.

You'd think I'd be used to the distraction by now. After getting off in her mouth yesterday, I should have been able to return to work energized, my mind clear and focused on business. Instead, every time I started to get something accomplished, a vision of my Angel clouded my focus. I'd picture her as I'd seen her last, naked and offering her delectable body to me.

Fuck. I should have taken her, but something had stopped me, even as I had my cock pressed against the opening of her tight little cunt. Before I stepped into that room yesterday, I had made up my mind that I wasn't leaving the room until I had had my fill of her.

I hadn't lied to her. I did have some pressing things on my calendar for the afternoon. But I'd instructed Porter to clear my schedule if I wasn't back within an hour. I could have spent the rest of the afternoon in bed with Angel, tasting her again, making sure she was warm and wet and aching with need before I sheathed myself between the walls of her perfect, virgin pussy.

But as she laid in the bed, spread out like a luscious feast made just for me, I hesitated. As my cock strained up against my belly, making it difficult for me to zip my pants, I'd cursed myself for walking away from her.

But as I raked her body with my gaze, watched her writhe with a desire I knew was all for me, I realized why I'd hesitated to give in to the burning desire to plunge myself into her welcoming body. Her desire was all for me.

I wasn't sure why that perfect creature had saved herself for so long only to decide to give up her virginity to a total stranger. But it became clear to me as I stood there watching her all but beg me to take her, it wasn't just about desire. It was about her desire just for me. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that had if I been another man, a different man, she would have walked away without ever looking back the second they tried to escort her onto the elevator that first night.

Maybe it started out as a game, a way for her to indulge in something new and exciting. But now it was about much more for her. My angel wanted me and only me.

I knew it yesterday, and as I saw that truth shining from her gorgeous eyes, I couldn't bring myself to take her on that hotel bed. Something about it felt cheap and wrong considering the gift she was bestowing on me. So I'd pulled myself away and left her there and spent another miserable afternoon getting very little done as visions of Angel danced in my head.

Which brought me to now, a half an hour from the time I was supposed to meet her in that room again, my cock aching with wanting her, but knowing I still didn't want to make her mine for the first time in a bed that didn't belong to me.

With a curse, I threw the pen I'd been clutching down on my desk and punched the button to put me through to Porter's office.

"You rang, boss?" Porter's unfailingly cheerful voice came over the line.

"Send one of the housekeeping staff to my office. Now." My tone came across brusque, but I was in no mood for Porter's humor right now.

As he always seemed to do, he picked up on my mood immediately. Rather than the normal barrage of questions and comments, he said only, "Sir, yes, sir." The line went dead.

I reached for my pen and some of the hotel stationery and wrote:

M y Winter Angel,

Change of plans. Take the keycard and head to the elevator across from the Eclipse Lounge. I ' m sure you remember that elevator. I know I have a few warm memories from the time we spent together there.

Use the keycard and hit the button for the 5 th floor. The elevator will stop when it gets there and you ' ll have to hit the button to open the rear door instead of the front.

And Angel, before you arrive, be sure to remove your panties. You won ' t need them. Though I might like to keep them as a souvenir of the afternoon I have planned for you.

Your Scrooge

I folded the note and tucked that and the keycard that allowed access to my personal quarters in an envelope just as a housekeeper tapped on my door.

I gave her the envelope with "Angel" scrawled across the front along with explicit instructions to leave it in the room on the third floor immediately.

At that point, I gave up any pretense of doing work and headed up to my penthouse to wait for her.

M y Angel deserved hearts and flowers, but I wasn't much of a hearts and flowers kind of guy. That hadn't stopped me from stealing a long stem red rose from one of the arrangements of roses and Christmas greenery scattered throughout my offices.

Even in that space which was off-limits to hotel guests, I wanted things elegant and reflective of the brand of my hotels. No garish displays of holiday lights or tinsel were permitted.

The one exception was the employee lounge. I shuddered thinking of the area provided for hotel staff. I didn't have reason to go there often, but over Halloween I'd stepped in to grab a quick cup of coffee before I met with the head of housekeeping in his office down the hall. The place had been festooned with every orange and black bit of fringe the discount store down the street had to offer. I'd left as fast as I could, barely sparing the employees seated around the room a nod before making my escape. God forbid a guest stumble into that room. They'd think they'd stepped through the portal to an alternate universe.

As I stood in the foyer of my apartment, waiting for Angel's arrival, I had no idea why that memory of the lounge was tugging at the back of my thoughts. A vision of the employees that had been scattered at tables and couches around the room started to play in front of my mind's eye, and I felt like there was something I failed to see. I kept thinking, but just at the moment something started to click in my brain, the doors to the elevator slid open and Angel stepped out.

And she didn't give me a chance to think as she picked up speed and all but launched herself into my arms. I caught her to me, taking a step back before she sent us both to the floor.

A chuckle escaped me at her enthusiastic greeting. I loved that she was so open about her excitement. I leaned down to capture her lips with my own, but she pulled back slightly, shaking her head.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

I tipped my head to the side, uncertain of what I forgot.

"Your instructions were very clear." She held a fisted hand out to the side and slowly opened it. A scrap of black fabric slid out and she stretched her hand open until I realized that the strip of black lace now dangling from her finger by a silky string was her thong panties.

I snatched them from her hand with a groan and lifted them to my nose, burying my face in her scent before gathering her closer to my body. "Good girl."

"Did I earn a prize?" she teased.

"Oh, yes, Angel," I growled as I stuffed her panties in my suit pocket and felt my painfully hard dick against my hand as it tried to fight its way past my zipper. "You've earned my cock in your hot little cunt."

Her lips parted with a gasp and my control snapped. "I hope you're wet and ready for me because I'm done waiting for you."

I slid my hand down to free my dick from the confines of my pants, at the same time I reached down for the hem of her tight, black skirt.

She helped me, sliding her hands down to grab the hem and pulling her skirt up until it sat around her waist. I took a moment to reach down and slide my fingers against her completely bare pussy, elated to find her wet and ready for me.

"Is this all for me?" I brought my hand to my lips, licking her from my fingers.

"Yes," she whispered.

God, I loved the way she looked at me.

"Good girl," I repeated and wasted not another minute. "I'm going to take you bare this first time, baby. I know nobody but me has been inside that sweet pussy and I want us both to feel the pure rawness when I claim you."

The thought of finally possessing her and filling her with my seed made me want to roar.

"Hold on," I commanded, wrapping my hands around her waist and lifting.

She followed my order, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and winding her legs around my waist.

I walked a few paces until I had her against the thick glass of my fifth-floor window. Christmas tree to our left, roaring fire to my right. My cock nudged at her entrance as I looked down into her beautiful face. "Do you want my cock inside you, Angel?"

"Yes," she cried out. "Fill me up. Please. Make my one Christmas wish come true."

I slid the fat head of my cock into her entrance and fucking groaned from the exquisite torture of her tight channel gripping me so tightly.

"Oh, God, You're…you're so big!"

We're both panting hard and there's nothing in the world that would make me want to hurt such a precious gift as my Angel.

"Baby, sweetheart, hold onto me."

Inch by inch I took her virgin pussy, pushing my swollen cock through her tight channel until I sank to the hilt, taking her fully.

We both tensed and I held her to me, letting the moment pass.

I trailed kisses over her neck and started to my rock hips up and slid inside her.

Her head fell back on a long moan, and my hands clamped tight on her hips. "Hold on, baby."

She wrapped herself more tightly around me and I started to pump myself in and out of her tight pussy, tilting her hips up so I could sink deep inside and pound at her clit as I moved.

She took my hard fucking, just holding on as I plunged in and out of her body. The sound of her juices filled the room, making my cock harder. But after a minute, her moans got louder and her inner muscles began to clamp down and relax with my movements as she lifted her hips to meet each one of my thrusts.

Fingers buried into my hair, her mouth open with sweet little cries of pleasure slipping out.

Jesus Christ, her pussy is heaven.

Pure. Fucking. Bliss.

How did I wait this long to claim her?

"Please, harder. I can take it."

"My angel likes it rough."

I gripped her hips and drove my cock into her with hard fast thrusts.

I lost myself in her, tucking my face into her neck as I brought us closer and closer to the edge until I was finally doing what I'd wanted to do from the moment I set eyes on her—shooting my cum with one spurt after another deep inside her womb as she screamed out my name.

We didn't make it to my bed until much, much later. And having her sprawled next to me, her limbs spread out, her body open and willing to welcome me at any time was even better than I thought it would be.

We lay there dozing until a ping from my phone jarred me awake.

"Shit." I grabbed the phone, not wanting anything to distract me from my Angel.

But a grin tugged at the edges of my lips as I saw the text was from the disheveled beauty by my side.

Wake up, Scrooge. I ' m missing the feel of your gorgeous cock buried deep inside me. XOXO Your Angel