love & war | in progress

12 - back again.

elizabeth

He tastes of coca butter and mine.

Angelo's lips are perfect, perfectly molded onto mine. Like they were made for me. He doesn't even pull back for a breath, just continues to kiss me til the both our lips are red and raw. He rests his forehead on mine, a soft smirk growing on his face. "Hi." he says.

Hi.

One simple word, Two letters, and I feel my heart turn into a gold medalist gymnast.

"Hi." I replied, breathlessly.

I wanted to stay in this state forever, with no worries. Just us. But there was another man in this building, another woman Angelo was seeing, and a mocking Love Contract between us. He must've noticed my slight attitude change, because he took a step back and let me go. I opened my mouth to speak, but someone else did for me.

"Oh there you are," A voice from behind me sounded. "Who's this, Liz?" A warm arm came around my waist, burning the space Angelo was holding moments before. Gabriel. I tried to slow my breathing, so he wouldn't be able to tell our sinful acts.

"Gabriel. This is my... boss! and my friend: Angelo. Angelo, this is Gabriel. My... friend?" I wanted to curse myself the second the words left my lips. 

Friend, seriously?

I watched as Gabriel extended a hand out for Angelo to shake, or to dap up. But he just looked between the two of us, something like jealousy flickering behind his eyes. Gabriel scrunched his eyebrows as Angelo didn't return the handshake, so i quickly spoke up for him.

"He's a germophobe. He doesn't like touching new people, if you know what I mean." Gabriel nodded in understanding and retracted his hand. He chuckled a bit. "My bad, nice meeting you though, man."

Angelo clenched his jaw as Gabriel walked back in the direction of my office, and my heart thumped against my chest. 2 beats of silence passed between us. I watched as he rolled his tongue under his lip. "Friend." He tried. The word sounded like vomit on his lips. "I don't know what kind of a friend you think I am but, whatever image is in your mind I assure you ; its fucking wrong."

He breathed out of his nose and took a moment.

"I am going to go into my office. And i want you in there, and Gaston gone in the next 5 minutes." His face was straight, revealing how he was deadly serious and was up to no room for debate. 

My mouth went dry as I muttered. "His name is Gabriel, but whatever." His gunpowder eyes pierced me and I sighed. 

"Fine, give me a few minutes."

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I felt like shit.

Gabriel said that he understood, and went to go grab himself some food. But I was immensely guilty, for inviting him then pretty much kicking him out not 20 minutes later. I stepped back out of the elevators and walked down the short hallway till I was face to face with Angelo's door.

I raised my fist to knock on the door, and shortly after he shouted for me to come in. I pushed open the door and crossed my arms awkwardly. "Is there a reason why I was requested here?"

He looked a me from the corner of his eye. "Come here." he said softly. His voice sent vibrations throughout my body, after not hearing it fro one and a half weeks. When I didnt move, he turned to face me and sighed.

"Please.

I swallowed and walked up to his desk then he pushed his chair back, motioning for me to come closer. I kept creeping closer and closer to him, until eventually I was stood behind his desk, with him sat in front of me. My heart was in my throat and I grew wet with how our positions would have looked to anyone from the outside. 

He raised from his chair and put both of his hands on either one of my hips. And immediately after, he hoisted me up and sat me on his desk.

"I'm not your friend, Elizabeth."

His words make me roll my eyes. "Well you're not my boyfriend, and you're not my fucking enemy. So what are you?" His fingers dug into my waist that small bit harder. 

"I am whatever this is."

I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion; to both ask him what he meant and what  'this' is. But e got down on his knees before the words even left my mouth. 

Oh fuck.

angelo

her skin tight brown dress was making me feral. The second I saw her in it to right this moment was making me lose my goddamn mind. She sucked in a sharp breath as pulled the dress up and over her hips. "Tell me to stop, Elizabeth."

I traced a finger over her pussy, the pussy that had me in a chokehold. "Tell me to stop, and this whole thing can finish." I whispered. I prayed. She looked down at me, with those siren eyes, pouty lips and a flushed expression.

"Angelo, shut the fuck up and eat me out."

My dick throbbed as she spoke , and a small chuckle escaped from my throat. "Yes, ma'am."

She spread her legs wider for me, and I pushed her underwear to the side. She was already so pink and pretty and glistening for me. I gathered saliva on my tongue, and licked a slow trail all the way from her hole to her clit. She shuddered in response.

As much as I wanted to go straight ahead, I wanted her to work for it. I wanted her to prove to me, to show me how much she wanted it.

I sucked her clit slowly, with the least amount of pressure I could muster until I heard her groan. She shifted her hips, and in under a second she had her hands in my hair and pushed my face down deeper. I flattened my tongue as she guided me to where she needed to go. "Fuck" I mumbled. I dug my nails into her skin, wanting to mark it. Her body shook on my face, and he thighs pressed into both of my cheeks. Her breath got heavier and I lifted my eyes to watch the woman before me.

"Fuck it." She moaned, and took both of her hands to remove her dress fully. She threw it and it landed somewhere in my office. I looked up, and my eyes landed on her perfect breasts. Round, full, and Hers. Anything and Everything about her was so fucking delicious.

My cock throbbed in my pants, giving me more motivation to get her off. I opened my mouth wider and paid more attention to the sensitive nub. I sucked, bit, kissed and practically did everything I could to et her at this state, eyes hungry, chest heaving and mouth wide open. I removed my lips from her pussy and she whimpered in disappointment.

Don't worry baby. You wont be disappointed.

I rose to my feet and pushed two fingers into her. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she moaned with pleasure. I grabbed the back of her neck with my free hand and pulled her in for a kiss. I hungrily forced my tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself, so she could feel how much she meant to me. My two fingers plunged in and out of her, curling slightly when her thighs began to shake. "Shit- Fuck Right there Angelo." Her words separated like a broken prayer.

"Oh my God !" She moaned as she came.

I continued to fuck her throughout her orgasm, wanting every last drop of her cum on my fingers. My fingers curled up to her G-spot and she shuddered: drained and empty.

"Not God, my Elizabeth. Me."

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guess whos back, back again. 

also GODDAMNNN. Angelo is my crush (after aaron warner)

i love reading my own smut with one han-...

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love as always xoxo, mway mway- gray<3