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

APPRECIATIVE

Angela felt her body tremble when he whispered those words. He smirked and walked towards the exit. Angela noticed three women standing by the entrance, whispering and pointing in his direction. The women were tall and thin, with sleek blonde hair and perfectly-coiffed makeup. Lucky them he is into blondes, Angela thought. They were also dressed in designer clothes, and they carried themselves in some kind of way, with an air of entitlement. They must be from a noble family or background. Since the hospital was a distinguished one, it wasn’t a surprise to see the Monetros in there but still only the fortunate ones can be that lucky. As he walked closer to the exit, the three friends stopped him, giggling in excitement, they asked for pictures. He took selfies with them before finally leaving the spot. Angela stood at the same spot, wondering what her fate would be and what kind of surprise awaits her. The three ladies squealed in excitement walking towards Angela’s direction. Realizing they must have seen her with Antonio, she looked down nervously and started walking towards the exit too. “Isn’t she the small town girl he proposed to as his bride?” One of them asked in a whisper. “I wonder what he sees in her”. The first friend replied. “What an ugly thing”. The second added and they laughed. Angela felt her face flush with anger and embarrassment. She really wishes they could stop hating for nothing, she doesn’t even want Antonio. However there's no way to convince those fangirls that she is not into Antonio nor that she is a fake bride to their precious idol. Angela didn’t look up until she was out of the building she looked up and saw Antonio leaning on his car, gazing at her. She walked to the car and pulled the back seat door but it was locked. She looked up questionably at Antonio. “You will sit in the passenger seat “. Antonio instructed and entered the car. Angela stood there for sometime, then she murmured and slid into the passenger seat. She looked at her window side, her brows arched. As Antonio got settled on the driver's seat and the door shut. He reached to the back and pulled out a small paper bag and placed it in Angela's lap. “That's my surprise for you," he said, his eyes sparkling with evil excitement. Angela hesisted then she opened the bag, and inside she found a lace thong. Her perplexed look said all there's to say. “Put it on and show some appreciation, Freckles , you know you can't refuse it “. He replied without looking at her. “I can’t”. “You.. can…” “I can’t pull my parties, there isn’t enough room”. Angela replied tightly. “Is that your excuse? Fine I do it myself”. Antonio said and pulled his seat belt. Angela's heart raced at the thought of him putting it on her. “Wait… I will try”. She snapped shamelessly. “No need to pull it off just wear this on it, this is different from the one I used in the emergency room, it has a wild clit stimulator, a very strong one” he grinned. Angela shamefully took it and put it on. “You will have to keep it till we get home, and I will advise you to keep your sensations under control or else you will cum and of course squirt, with your body soaked with juices, they will know you as a slutty bitch”. “That’s not fair! You can’t..arrrghhhhh”. She winced as the stimulator started vibrating. Her thighs pressed against each other, she grabbed on the grab handle on top of her, her other hand grabbed hard on the leather beneath her. “Freckles, you are overreacting, it's just the lowest speed setting”. He said dryly, eyes on the road. “It’s too …it’s …too much”. Angela breathed hotly. Antonio stole a glance at her. “Do you enjoy it?” “No!” Angela barked with her brows arched. “Well I do enjoy it, so it doesn’t matter”. He grinned and pressed the next button. Angela threw her head back onto the seat, her lips pressed together. “Mmmmh!…My mind is going blank…please stop”. Antonio paid deaf ears to her pleas. He turned on the ignition to drive, when two women approached the car. They leaned in the open window, their faces painted with exciting smiles. Angela quickly looked the other side trying to stay as calm as possible and not make any weird noise that will attract their attention towards her. "Excuse me," one of them said, her voice saccharine sweet. "We're such big fans of yours. Could we get a picture?" He glanced at Angela and smirked. "I don't think that's a good idea," he said, trying to sound polite. "I'm with my wife, you see”. Angela was not impressed, of course he was just mocking her by that statement. Who says she cares about that, he is just trying to create more enemies for her. She suddenly paused trying to get herself together. She bit her lower lip, face flustered, her body was boiling up and she couldn't bear it more longer “I should have told him I will take a taxi, how did I end up again as a toy for this basta…” The stimulator sped off. “Ahhhh!” She moaned out and paused abruptly. “Wait..ah..stop..” The women gaze at her curiously. “Is she okay?” One of them asked Antonio with concern.