looking up and down her still naked body. She instinctively pulled her knees to her chest, but he growled softly at that.
"I liked it much better the other way," he commented, leaving it at that.
They ate in silence, although Angela made numerous noises of contentment as she sampled his cooking. Sometimes it was the little things in life that made it all worthwhile he thought as he snuck a glance over at her.
He couldn't prevent his blood from stirring at the sight of her naked body. He walked around in a near-constant state of hardness these days, ever since he had first met her. She was his new drug, he got drunk off of her scent and his high was her body. The rest of their lives promised to be interesting he thought, as she set her plate aside.
With a sly look, he grabbed hold of her ankles firmly, pulling her towards him. Her legs automatically spread, baring herself for him to do as he pleased. With a grunt, he mounted her, plunging his hard cock deep into her canal. He slid smoothly in, her warm honey providing him all the slickness he could desire. Growling loudly he set to work pleasing his mate the best way he knew how.
Later, much, much later, they emerged from the shower, feeling satisfied and clean.
"I'm taking you to dinner tonight. An actual one this time," he told her, making sure she understood it was non-negotiable.
"Okay, same place?"
"No, this time we're going somewhere a little more exclusive. I want you to meet my friends," he was unsure how that would go over, but he had sent Derek and Edward a text, telling them both to be there because he needed to talk. They wouldn't disappoint him, though he was unsure how his Angel would react to such a ritzy spot.
"You'll need some fancy clothes for that. I'll drive you home, you can't go there on your own."
"Philip, I've been living there for a year, I can take care of myself."
"I know, but you don't have to. Not there at least. Besides, it's not up for debate."
She snorted in exasperation, but he could see the smile tugging at her cheeks. He was possessive and well aware of it, but she appreciated his desire to keep her safe he knew.
Smack!
His hand connected firmly with her ass as she bent over to put on her underwear. Angela shrieked, throwing the closest object she could find at him, which happened to be a pillow. He caught it smoothly, falling onto the bed as she pounced him, their laughter mingling together until he smothered her with his lips.
"Are you insatiable or something?" she asked incredulously as his hard cock pressed into her again.
"It's all your fault for being far too gorgeous," he said, mock complaining, nipping at her neck before he pushed himself off of her, letting her get back up.
He watched intently as she dressed herself, slipping the dingy yellow work uniform overtop of her sexy underwear. She caught him staring more than once, and while he noted the pink in her cheeks, Philip didn't care.
"I can't wait to get you naked again," he said, finally turning away to don his own clothing. As she giggled, he picked out a suit to wear for the day, finally deciding on a dark grey pinstriped outfit that had Angela practically drooling over him.
After extracting a promise that she would wait for him to pick her up from work, he dropped her off. Soon he would tell her she no longer needed to worry herself with working there, that she could instead do whatever she wanted. However, he knew his Angel would take longer to accept the fact that they were going to be together forever, so he would bide his time.
The rest of his day was spent on a video conference into his work's office, for the first time in a long time. The stares were mildly embarrassing, but he could handle them. After promising to do it again soon, he left to go pick up his mate. She was far more important than his company, which could effectively run itself in his absence anyways.
"You look fabulous, Angel, stop worrying so much," he told her as she pulled on her new
J. A Melville, Bianca Eberle
Elizabeth Speller, Georgina Capel