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

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“So she is special after all. How interesting. Mr Montero in love”. The men started laughing. “Not even in a hundred years did I imagine such an embarrassing moment”. Mr Joe said mockingly. “Let the young boy live, he is going through a phase”. Tyson added. They laughed out loud. Angela's heartbeat was slowly beginning to return to normal as she listened to them, while Antonio held her on his chest, his hands wrapped her up, it felt warm and safe in there. “Man you just have to say it, why is it so hard to say, if you had said it earlier we wouldn't be here, it's so boring to be in love, don't you think so Montero?” Joe smirked. Antonio's hands around Angela tightened, which pulled her closer to him. His eyes burning in rage, how dare they even try to touch her? He had been ready to kill each one of them minutes ago. His blood had boiled in his body, so hot. He clenched his teeth and grabbed Angela's wrist without saying another word to her nor the men. He led her out of the hotel, his bodyguards were there when they got down the stairs, waiting at the parking lot where his black car was parked He led her to the car and the driver opened the door for Angela to get in, he have her,her properties,like her bag and phone. She sat, and he closed the door behind her and went around to the other side. “Give me the car keys”. Antonio instructed. “Yes, young master”. The driver answered. Immediately, he reached into his pocket and handed him a set of car keys. The driver went ahead and opened the door for Antonio, who got in and started the car engine. Then he sped off. After minutes of silent driving, Angela stole a glance at Antonio driving, resisting the urge to ask why he saved her. Then she cursed it's obvious, those men mocked him with the answer to that question but why? Why is Mr. Antonio Montero in love with me? Why? He looked like his soul was ripped out of his body back there. He went completely red and he looked hurt. How can he be like that for my sake? I thought he would enjoy seeing me tortured by those men, since it's the things he enjoys and as punishment for my constant nagging about leaving the Monteros. She stole a glance at him again. How can I thank him for that? She thought and clenched her hands on her dress nervously. My heart is beating so hard, my head is so dizzy. I have to try.. “Thank ...Thank you”. She finally voiced out. Antonio played deaf. He must be angry…the way to relieve him from that is ….sex according to him, she thought and sighed inwardly and looked out the window, watching as they sped past the night city streets. Minutes of intense silence,Angela had no idea where they were going, she kept the question to herself. “I am fucking angry right now”. Antonio spoke finally. “No woman, I repeat no woman, has ever made me so path…...” He swallowed the rest of the words, and felt his breath cut off his throat. His eyes went down to his crotch. “What… What are you doing?” he stuttered and his voice trembled. Angela didn’t say a word, only focused on caressing his manly organ for some reason,she enjoyed it. Antonio gazed down at his crotch, he hissed and swallowed tightly, trying not to crash the car while driving. He felt himself harden under her caress, then she suddenly leaned forward to take him into her mouth, but Antonio was quick to stop her. Immediately he grabbed her hair and jerked her back to her seat so suddenly that the car swerved. If not for his fast reflexes, the car would have crashed on the far side of the road. He hit the brake and the car stopped. “You bloody fool, have you gone nuts? Do you know what could have happened, you can’t just play with a man’s dick!” Antonio barked furiously. Angela was shocked at the sound of rage in his voice, colour stained her cheeks in embarrassment, she looked away. She spoke softly. “I am sorry..I was only trying to…." “Trying to do what, get us killed?” he yelled back. “I was trying to thank you…for saving me back there… You said whenever you are upset, you do have sex”.

“Are you daft, we are on the fucking busy road, Freckles!” She didn't say another word, he heard quiet sobs. “Fuck, what the hell she's playing at” he cursed and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, then he stole a glance at her without saying a word. Why couldn’t I overpower her and teach her a lesson, no one plays with me like that, he closed his eyes, what is this effect she had on me, her touch was nothing like I have felt before? I can barely breathe, she is dangerous, why is she a threat?, What's so special about her anyway? He sighed as he waved off the numerous questions flooding his head. He started losing his seat belt, Angela slowly shifted her head to look at him but only for her face to be captured by two large hands. Suddenly, she felt Antonio's lips pressed on hers then his tongue erotically separated her lips diving into her hungrily. She tried not to match his energy, but it was impossible, he was so angry that he was doing it roughly. After he released her, Angela had to take deep breaths because she was lacking air for a minute there. “Why did you stop?” She breathed hotly, Antonio stared at her little face, which was still pressed by his two large palms. “You think I am pathetic enough to bring myself on someone who had three men run their hands all over her dirty slutty body?” Angela's eyes clouded up with tears. He dropped his hands and walked over to the back of the car to smoke. It was just a mere excuse for Antonio, he was furious that he feared he would hurt her if they continued. He will ride her mercilessly until her insides twist and curl up, so hard that she won't be able to stand up for hours, maybe days due to the sores in her cunt. After he must have pounded his anger in her for hours until he gets tired. “Fuck!” He kicked the tire of his car. “Does she know the effect she has on me? I am going crazy, and she is keeping the fire on”. He closed his eyes and cursed inwardly. Angela was getting impatient. Did I make him more angry with that statement? She wondered sadly. She got out of the car slowly and found kicking angrily at his car tire, cursing. Am I not enough for him anymore? Is he disgusted by me? Angela thought. Immediately, she regretted those words in her head. Why on earth will I think that? Will I rather he uses me like he does all the time? She had flashbacks of him teasing her and messing with her body, filling them with sexual pleasure. Her cunt arched and started throbbing insanely, she shifted her hip, rubbing it against the leather seat. “Maybe I do wish he would do it again”. She closed her eyes and touched her nipple. They were so sensitive and erected, she thought. “I am horny, my ovulation must have clocked today. I always feel horny only during my ovulation but this time it was more intense than usual, possibly because I…was touched by touch men…this is bad”. She slowly lowered her hand below to her thighs. Why am I thinking about him? Why can't I picture Damon? She went under her dress and separated her legs slowly. Her heart started beating faster. She bit her lips and started rubbing her hand against her sensitive lips. “No stop Antonio…” She closed her eyes and moaned. Her body was shaking. “My lord, yes, I will call you my Lord”. She moved her hips to match her hands, her shoulder shook and her legs too, she leaned forward trying not to fall off her seat. “Antonio…there…there”. She gasped then opened her mouth as her orgasm was about to hit her. “Antonio.. Anto…” She immediately pressed her lower lip hard to avoid shouting it out. The movement and her lips and hand strokes was nothing like she has control over. She started moving furiously, attracting attention to the car. Only when she noticed steps approaching her window side, she tried to stop but couldn't until he appeared there at her window side. She forced herself to stop shamefully. Tears rolled down her face. Her breathing was so hard and her eyes were high as fuck. Her body wasn't back to relaxation, not yet. Antonio stood there, speechless.