Nothing Above You

Thirty six

Mateo Delacruz

I can't believe I have actually blurted that out in front of Enzo. Maybe it was the habit of wanting to tell him everything that had overtaken me that night because that was too embarassing to even admit it to myself.

"I get hard whenever I see you."

Who the fuck even says that?

Though, there is no lie in what I have said but I need to hesitate a little.

Who knew seeing him inside the office was going to be more tempting than seeing him outside the work. I could barely keep myself from drooling over him and now I had to stop myself from getting an errection everytime I saw him angered with the work. Seeing him growl as he ordered the workers and the veins popping out on his neck made me want to trace my tongue along that delicious trial. I wanted to be professinal in the work and these were the professionalistic thoughts I was having for my boss.

Enzo has been doing his work, keeping his distnace from me to give me some space. I should be and really wanted to be garetful about it but I was rather dying for him to touch me. I wanted to feel his touch again, caressing and worshipping me like I was a reward to him.

"Have you finished it?" Enzo questions making me tear my eyes from the computer and look at him. He sits on his desk, typing and going through the files with a serious look on his face. He is wearing a black suit and his hair are sleeked back, complimenting his sharp features. "Yeah, just a few lines and I will email you the summary." I inform before gulping and looking back at my computer. He hums, his delicious voice ringing in my ears and I inhale a sharp breathe before my inners melt and I internally scream like a teenager.

I have no idea if he is aware of the power he has on me because everything he does makes my heart flutter.

I had no idea that loving someone could be this exciting and exhausting at the same time. The need to tell him that I love him makes my heart beat hundred times faster but the thought of him rejecting me scares me more. I have no idea how he feels about me and I don't want to be too greedy and ruin what we have right now. I just want to go with the flow, the flow that has finally calmed down after so many ups and downs.

I don't know what we are or where we are going to go in the future with our realtionship but I know that I don't want to lose this, lose him. Even if I'm someone he is having a fling with, I don't care. I don't care if he is with me only to fuck me. I want to be the only person he can rely to and go to. Whether it's to fuck or love.

"Mateo." He purrs my name, making my ears perk at my name.
"Yeah?"

"I'm going out for a smoke, do you want coffee or anything?" He asks making me smile. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" I furrow my eyebrows as the playfullness dances in my voice. He walks over to me, bending over on my desk and his biceps pop under his shirt.

"Darling, do you really think I would order you around?" He whispers in a sluttery tone and I hold on my breathe as I look at his deadly gorgeous face.

Butterflies are flapping in my stomach, making it hard for me to breathe. "Just sit here and serve those gorgeous looks, pretty boy." He compliments making my eyes widen. Excuse me?

Before I can say anything, he leans over and presses his lips on mine, ever so softly. His lips move against mine, gently and I want to feel more. Wanting to deepen the kiss, I raise my hand and hold the back of his neck. He smirks against my lips and grabs my jaw, tilting my head upwards before sliding his tongue in my mouth. A blissful moan leaves my mouth when the warmth fills my mouth. Just when I thought I was going to get more, he pulls away after licking my lips, leaving me empty and craving for more.