Delicate Beauty (Mateo love story)

Chapter Twelve *Edited*

The night was young as Mateo and Angelica walked through the old town, both caught up in the other. The two looked perfect together, even those who envied what they clearly shared couldn't deny that.

Angelica looks up as Mateo comes to a stop, they were stood outside a lovely looking Spanish bar. Mateo grins as he leads her wordlessly inside, the Spanish music fills their ears as they take a seat at one of the tables. "This is beautiful" Angelica comments with a smile in awe at the beauty of the décor. "Not as beautiful as you" Mateo flirts. He smiles and takes her hand, his eyes meeting hers causing a blush to fill her pale cheeks.

"Why are you so sweet to me?"

She finds herself confused by the affection he had always shown her. He was known for having a reputation with the women, Leslie had made sure to warn her about that. Yet he had always been nothing but a gentleman with Angelica, always giving her his complete attention whenever she was near.

"You are no like the other British women; you are beautiful and kind. You make me feel something I have never felt before, I cannot get enough of you" his hand strokes her face as he leans forward to kiss her lips softly.

"Mateo! como estas mi amigo?" a man approaches the two with a bright smile causing Mateo to grin as he stands and hugs him.

"Jesús! Hola mi amigo."

Angelica smiles awkwardly, feeling a little lost in translation as she struggles to hear their words. Mateo leans close to his friend, whispering something in his ear, "No hay problema!" the man claps a hand on his back before smiling at Angelica and leaving.

Mateo grins "drink?" Angelica nods and watches him walk to the bar. She really couldn't deny how attractive he looked tonight; his black trousers made his ass look amazing. She bit her lip in an attempt to fight back the desire to rip off his clothes and have her way with him right there. Her mind fills with images of his body pressed against hers, his lips pressed against her own as they battle for dominance. It made he feel weak at the knees at the thought of his naked body.

"You should no do that" Angelica looks up to Mateo, her previous thoughts being left behind.

"Do what?" she asks with a tilt of her head.

Mateo smirks as he points to her lips, she still bit it as an act of self-control.

"That" he whispers before leaning closer to her so his face is only inches from hers. "It makes me crazy." he smiles lustfully. Angelica rolls her eyes feeling her cheeks flush, she was really struggling to contain her need to have him to herself.

A different Spanish song fills her ears as the band plays beautifully, the lights go out as a tapping sound fills the air. Angelica finds herself swaying slightly to the tune, her gaze fixated on the dancefloor, not that she could currently see the source of the tapping sound. The dancefloor slowly lights up, the songs tempo increasing as it did so. Angelica's eyes widen as her eyes fall on Mateos figure, he stood in the centre of the dancefloor tapping his feet to the beat as he styled a black hat atop his head.

His eyes meet hers from under the hat as a smirk graces his gorgeous face, he sends her a cheeky wink as he spins making her giggle. He had never looked so sexy as his body moved in time with the beat, each move left her feeling hot under the collar. His hips swayed as he performed various moves, the hat he wore was thrown to Angelica as he clapped his hands and sang to the beat. Angelica beams with pride as she watches him move, he really was an incredibly dancer.

Mateo winks at Angelica as he takes a hold of her hand and pulls her to the dancefloor. Her body tenses as she frowns feeling uncomfortable at the sudden attention she was receiving; she really hadn't wanted to join him in a dance. She was quite happy to watch him from her seat; she was enjoying the view of his body move.

"Mateo, I'm not a great dancer" she confesses, his gaze meets hers as he kisses her passionately.

"Let your body guide you through the flamenco" his gaze is filled with lust and admiration; his hands were desperate to roam her body. Her body pressed against his as they danced, each move brought them closer together as their bodies entangled. The dance had never looked so sensual as the two finished the routine earning a loud applause.

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"I can't believe you got me up there with you" Angelica giggles at the high she still felt after their shared dance, her heart swells as her eyes fall on his hand wrapped around her own. She knew she was falling for him slowly but surely, a part of her worried that he had too much of a hold over her feelings whilst the other part of her wanted to thrive in it. She wanted to immerse herself in him, to allow herself to fall for him in every way possible. She wanted the privilege of calling him hers, to hold him close.

"You were incredible, all the men noticed this" his smile is enough to melt her heart right there as he squeezes her hand. His gaze holds nothing but pride and care for her. He was afraid to let go of her in fear of losing her forever, she was his anchor, always keeping him grounded when his mind got away from him.

He truly was falling for her; he couldn't understand how she had managed to capture his heart in such little time. It scared him, no one had ever been able to break through his wall long enough to really get close to him, to get to know the man he was inside. Many women saw him as a piece of meat, only to be used for sex and then thrown away like trash. Angelica had been different, she had deflected his sexual advances and had opted to get to know him, the night had proven that as they shared facts about themselves on the walk to the bar.

She truly cared for him unlike anyone else, she looked at him like he was the only man in the world. It was something Mateo valued; he had never had someone like her in his life. Nor was he ready to let her go.

"This is me" Angelica's soft voice pulls him from his thoughts as she nervously gestures to the door of her apartment, it made him smile to himself.

"I know this" he reminds her. Angelica nods and rolls her eyes. "Of course, you and my sofa are very much acquainted" she chuckles to herself as Mateo sticks his tongue out in a childlike manner.

"It was very good to me." The two laughed quietly before silence falls between them as they glance awkwardly at one another.

"Goodnight, Mateo" she leans forward with a smile as she kisses his cheek, her face inches from his as she pulls back slightly.

Their lustful eyes meet causing Angelica to bite her lip, Mateo felt any attempt at self-control disappear as she did this. His lips crash against hers in a battle for dominance, she pulls slightly on his hair as a moan leaves her lips.

The two fight their way through the apartment as they continue their make out session, their hands roaming the body of the other. A laugh leaves Angelicas lips as Mateo crashes into the bedroom door allowing it to swing open, Mateo shakes his head with a smirk before kissing her once more.
He rips her dress off her quicker than Angelica had time to process, his lips attack her neck causing her to moan loudly. He was addicted to her scent; her body was his drug.

Angelica pulls off his shirt before kissing down his chest, a deep moan leaves his lips as he throws her gently on the bed, he climbs on top on her, his naked body pressing against her own. His eyes meet hers as he lay atop of her, "you are beautiful" he reminds her.

He kisses her lips as he smiles down at her, he has never felt so protective of her. Her eyes soften as she pulls him in for a kiss, everything she felt was poured into it. Her inner wall crumbling as she gave herself over to him completely, the night proving to them both that they were completely and utterly falling for one another. She was his and he was hers.

His Angelica and her Mateo.