Don't toy with me: sexiest man of the year

GUILTY

“He is hurting you, isn't he? Where are you, Angela?” Damon asked over the phone. Angela swallowed hard; Antonio was staring down at her while Damon listened on the line. It shouldn't be this difficult! Antonio began to thrust harder. “What's taking you so long?” He gritted his teeth and went deeper. Angela's left hand grabbed his back, her fingers digging in tightly, while her other hand held the phone to her ear. “I…I love you, Antonio.” “Now say it louder, so some brat can hear it, loud and clear,” he grunted. “Ahhh…ahh…! Please slow down,” she moaned loudly. “Come on, he is waiting.” “I am in love with you, Antonio!” Angela shouted, and in that instant, she felt his cum fill her womb… warm and full. Angela sobbed loudly as Antonio slowly pulled her leg down, his penis slipping out of her core. Breathing heavily and exhausted, she didn't notice when the phone fell from her trembling hands. Antonio stood there, hands pressed against the glass wall, his eyes wide open but still unable to look her in the eyes. “I told you to stop, why didn't you?” she sobbed. He cupped her face, breathing heavily and still unable to meet her gaze. “Don't cry, please…it wasn't my intention…”. Antonio spoke softly, his heart aching. “How long will I put up with this toxicity! How long will you keep saying it wasn't your intention!” Angela yelled angrily. “You are right… I am to blame for it… I made a promise to you, and I am too messed up in the head to keep it… I got angry and this is the only way I know.” “Then learn how to control your anger! This isn't funny.” “I know!” he yelled, his tone scaring her. Seeing how startled she was, he slowed down and became more gentle. “You think I love this?!” He looked her in the eyes this time… Angela was surprised to see his eyes swollen with tears. “I cried, I was asked to have sex, I was angry, I need sex. I'm happy when I have sex. I know no other way… Believe me… the therapists didn't help in any way either… I am too messed up to take the classes seriously. I hurt my grandma many times because of my messed up life… I…want to die or maybe have sex.” He chuckled, trying not to break down. “Let’s have sex one more thing..... that's the only way before you can go ahead and hate me,” Antonio muttered again. Angela didn't notice when her tears dried up; watching him break down showed how much he must be hurting. She slowly touched his wet face… “I'm just mad… I don't hate you, Antonio, I don't think I can hate you anymore.” Angela said softly. He made no attempt to hold back or hide his hunger and obsession as he kissed her. He devoured the soft curve of her lips. She’s all his, his alone, every part, every curve and every edge, all his and his alone till the end of time. He continued to taste her, every soft, feeling every part of her mouth and savoring its sweetness. Finally, he released her lips as both exhaled with ragged breaths, filling each other’s faces with hot air. “Angela, you have to promise me… promise me that I will be the only man to have you… your smile.” He stroked her lower lip with his thumb. “The only man to have your gaze.” He went on to dry the tears under her eyes. He kissed her eyes softly and then her neck. “The only man to have your touch… Promise that no other man is allowed in your heart, I want to be the only man within your heart and no other.” He panted, staring into her eyes. “You see, I am really quite possessive. I don't mean to be harsh with you…the truth is I…am crazy in love with you, Angela.” He hugged her tightly. “I love you…so much… I am afraid of your true feelings for me… Because I know I am not a good man, I have my flaws… I have traits that I am trying so hard to fight just for you… can you be patient with me… I am trying to be the best man for you.” He hugged her more tightly. “I am in love with you, Angela.” Angela smiled through her tears. “I love you too, Antonio.” They pulled away from the hug, staring into each other's eyes. “I vow everything to you, I hope you will do the same.” Angela replied and rested her head on his chest as they stood there naked. Antonio in turn wrapped his hands around her, and they warmed each other. “My heart and body belong to you, no one else,” Antonio whispered and kissed the side of her head below his chin. Angela smiled and opened her eyes, suddenly remembering something he had said before. It made her wonder… “Antonio?” “Yes…?” “Who told you to always have sex to express yourself?” She felt his heartbeat race at that instant.