Dark Wonders (Multiple celebs)

[Cadeauxxx]

Dark Wonders Ch. 1
Starring: Christina Hendricks

Codes: MF, Dirty Talk, Male Dominant, Oral, Tit Fuck

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.



Los Angeles, California

Rays of sunlight poured down outside, illuminating all to see the paved roads leading up and down Sepulveda Boulevard. The street was always busy around afternoon hours. Cars came and went, but the sound of traffic was entirely muted from across the roads where an apartment building stood. Light cast across the white walls, brightening up the bedroom of a luxury apartment contained among the upper floors of the building. A few minutes past twelve PM or sometimes right at one o' clock on the dot was waking times for Mateo DeLaRoza. With no alarm set to his clock on the nightstand near his bed, the middle aged man had often awakened on time to pull back the covers of blue blankets and get up to stretch. Only rarely did he oversleep long enough to require his secretary to begin calling to make sure he would be arriving at the office later.

It was Tuesday, another day in the work week. Upon awakening, Mateo immediately yawned before stepping his feet across the wooden floor down below Last night had been a real festive event, he at least recalled. A party had been arranged back in L.A. for what was a typical Hollywood event involving a producer showing off his mansion with a list of guests. Such events were the type that Mateo always made an appearance, as it was part of the job after all. Roaming his right hand through his short slicked back black hair, he let out a groan while stumbling around the bedroom and venturing off to the kitchen. Before getting a shower and awakening completely, he always started the coffee machine to prepare a good drink. A five o'clock shadow covered his face and he would need to take the razor and shave those small gray hairs away. Always one to go with a clean face, Mateo had to maintain a public image.

The luxury apartment was his, bought and paid for after spending thirteen years working through TTY Agency. At the age of twenty-two, he had traveled from his home country of Spain to enter the United States, all from a scholarship granted from the University of Colombia. Becoming a US citizen had become a second necessity as Mateo would spend the next several years studying law at Colombia. It helped having a family of prestige back home in Spain willing to fund through his higher education. After graduating, Mateo traveled to Los Angeles and began work as a legal consultant for a film production agency. That was how it all started, before he worked his way from office to office and found a spot at TTY Agency. They were a new group, offering representation for actors and models spread across Los Angeles looking to get work ranging from commercial productions all the way to big budget films.

All of that had become many years in the past, as he was now a a forty-seven year old man still working in a level of the corporate world. Back in the day, Mateo thought of himself as an animal let loose in Hollywood with no leash to contain him. He avoided searching for that special someone to build a family with and perhaps a legacy and future. None of that mattered to him, as he kept his attention focused on the men surrounding him back in the office. Generating wealth from a job that was already in the six figure range was one goal he had for living a good life. The other was to climb the corporate ladder, all between brushing shoulders with those who worked in the film industry and outside of it. Los Angeles was a town where you had to know the right people to get through the door of what was a real underbelly involving the entertainment industry.

Normal people often heard the rumors. Sensational headlines screamed of scandals from the front pages of gossip magazines and late night specials on news networks. For anyone getting into the film business for the first time, they had to know that there would always be the hint of unsettling events hidden in the shadows. Mateo knew those stories all too well, as he had avoided becoming a sensational piece of journalism in the past. Flexing his muscles up the corporate ladder, his goal was to become an agent representing TTY. Eight years ago he accomplished the dream, as he was granted a bigger office back at corporate headquarters and had his own secretary of choice. Mateo was relieved to gain the position before he turned the age of forty, but all that was in the past now. He was one of only dozens of agents spread out across the building, earning a high salary as long as he kept up with the list of names that he represented.

The job was only one piece of the puzzle that made a man's life. Most men looked about having a family and building something of a legacy for them to be remembered by. Not Mateo. There was no long term relationship he had with a woman, outside of the escorts he paid for casual sex and two women in his past. He had carried an affair with one actress who went on to dominate the box offices within Hollywood. She wasn't the first and that woman knew deep down she would not be the last either. A Colombian actress turned mega star across the small screen had been Mateo's first. He liked to keep a framed photograph of her alongside him from an event, framed on the wall in his office. Throughout the years, Mateo had kept an on and off again relationship with Sofia Vergara, all through the mutual understanding of her career. She always needed a hand with cheap gigs off to the side from the Modern Family show.

As he stood in front of the mirror in his bathroom, Mateo gave a cold gaze back into his reflection. He studied his dark brown eyes, thinking to himself how he viewed the world what his purpose in life was. A few grey hairs had been noticed on the sides of his head last year. Nothing a bit of hair dye couldn't fix. Whatever problems there were ongoing in the world, he didn't care. His pain was enough to suppress, a burden he always carried in the back of his mind. All he was concerned about was his desires and maintaining control in life. Control was one of the keys to whatever happiness he could have, whether today or tomorrow. While shaving, his thoughts wandered to what he had planned for the following nights. After the party last night, Mateo had something special in store for an actress he had shared a few drinks with.

Christina Hendricks had come onto his radar after having a dispute with another agent under the company name. Her show Good Girls had come to an end and her representative had failed to get her a new gig that would've kept her on network television with a weekly show. Mateo had met Christina a few times at similar parties to last night's big event. Her striking appearance had left an impression as she came in a black dress, exposing her massive breasts and looking smug as ever with her smiles. Her signature orange hair was enough to make sure that she stood out among an audience and burnt an impression into the back of someone's mind. She had his attention, as they shared a few drinks and small talk. Mateo was certain that she caught his eyes glancing down at her giant tits when she was replying to a question he had asked her.

She needed a new agent. The last thing the company could afford was her leaving and such a high profile actress like her signing with another agency. Mateo knew Christina's agent. Stephen Flores had been someone back at the offices who Mateo had wanted out for years. He often found himself in a competitive stance, trying to get the upper hand on the other agents in the building who all wanted to further their careers. Stephen Flores was weak minded, as Mateo thought to himself. If he couldn't keep this woman under control, then he was useless. That was the law of the corporate world. Always watch across your shoulder and anticipate someone else looking to shove you out of their way and earn a bigger slice. Mateo had been described as a cutthroat business man in the past. Cold and calculating, he prided himself being a man who took what he wanted. What he wanted most right now was her.

Getting home late from that party, he went to bed dreaming about her voluptuous body. Those giant all natural breasts, oh how wonderful they would feel in his hands, let alone wrapped around his cock. The smugness across her face could easily be wiped off with a good reality check. Those lips, he envisioned also wrapped around his cock and her begging for more. Mateo was certain that Christina had heard the rumors of what he had done with other women. He had seen her out in town with Sofia Vergara more than once and that woman had a reputation for running her mouth in private social circles. Last night's drinks and conversation with the woman had only made Mateo wonder if her curiosity was sparked. He continued to think about it while stepping into the shower and sliding that glass door shut.

Warm water sprayed across his face while he slowly took his time in the shower. All the while, Mateo could not get Christina Hendricks off his mind. While there were many rumors about him and the games he liked to play with women, he had also heard gossip about her. She had divorced a few years ago and then from rumor, went on a trail of one night stands. There was one story that stuck out to Mateo's mind about her fucking an assistant by the name of Tom. That man couldn't help but brag for the time being, as word had moved around through social circles with people who brushed shoulders with Christina. Either way, it didn't matter to Mateo. He wanted her and one way or another, he was going to get her. If the rumors were true about her, then she was his type of woman. With a body that could withstand a pounding and go all night long.

After getting out of the shower, it was time to do push ups. This had become an every day ritual for the past fifteen years. Over time, he had grown to a point of strength where he could clock up to a thousand push ups at a time for over an hour. Mateo would do push ups and sit ups to get his blood flowing and a way to stay in shape. He wasn't a gym rat, instead keeping a lean diet and doing this series of exercise for five days a week. It kept him with an athletic body in his middle age and feeling youthful. After all, he needed the strength at hand if he could take on a woman like Christina Hendricks. Knowing her was one thing, but he wanted to be more than just another person she dealt with for business. Before beginning his second round of push ups, Mateo put on some music from the stereo. Collecting vinyl records was one way he liked to spend his money, amassing quite the collection of classic rock, blues, heavy metal and eighties pop albums.

For anyone who would listen to him, he could talk their ear off about the albums and bands he liked. Trivial details that only he cared about. Those were the discussions to be had with escorts he paid for to come and amuse him on certain nights when he needed to fuck his frustrations out with a beautiful woman. For now, he thought about those frustrations as Black Sabbath's classic album The Mob Rules was playing through his stereo surround system. The opening guitar riffs to the track Country Girl had begun as he finished counting his push ups, stopping right at six hundred and sixty five. The neighbor of the beast, he jokingly considered quietly in his thoughts. Exhaling deeply, it was time to get up and grab a suit out of the closet to prepare for the day. He had only been up for two hours, the clock on the wall telling the story of 2:14.

As he slid his pants on, he went and stopped the music player. A wall of silence fell over the apartment. Mateo didn't decorate the place with much furniture, apart from a large black leather couch and matching dark coffee table in the center. Dark cushion chairs went on to match the shelves he had for his vinyl collection and the cabinet housing the player itself. Gazing over the place, he went and grabbed his cell phone, curious why his secretary was so late on calling since he was not at work yet. Normally she called a few minutes past two, any time he wasn't at work by then. Running back to the bedroom, he pulled out his collared white shirt and proceeded to put it on while awaiting that phone call. As soon as he got the shirt properly on, the phone began ringing. With a smirk, Mateo walked over to the dresser and picked it up to see the name of his secretary across the screen. He answered it, raising the phone to his left ear.

"Susan, talk to me."

"Good afternoon Mr. DeLaRosa, did you sleep well?"

He chuckled at her question as she spoke again.

"I hope you didn't wake you up so early."

"You didn't. I was waiting on you to call. It's a little late from when you usually call me, you know?"

"Yes, I know. I just got off the phone with a woman who was calling to request transfer in the company. She wants to go from one agent to another and you're her first choice. She asked about meeting you face to face, said that she talked to you last night about something."

"What was her name?"

"Christina Hendricks."

He knew who it was without her telling him, but Mateo just wanted to hear Susan utter those words in her voice from a smooth Chicago accent. Smiling to himself, he waited a moment to reply.

"Call back and tell her that I'll speak to her in the next hour. I'm on my way out the door right now."

"Okay, I'll do that. See you soon!"

The phone clicked as Susan hung up and then Mateo went to grab his suit jacket. All he had left was to put on his tie, going for a red one today. Black pinstripe was the style for most of his suits with gold button cuff links to match the gold Omega watch across his left wrist. Dark hair slicked back on point with his clean shaved face, all that was left now was to put his shoes on and Mateo would be out the door. Christina Hendricks was at the front center of his mind above all else work that would be on his desk back at the office. Grabbing his keys, he considered the thoughts of her curiousity. For her to call him, perhaps it meant that she was more than serous about switching agents. More than anything, he wanted to see if she wanted a taste of what he could best describe as his dark wonders. Tonight was going to be more about personal desire than subject related to business.

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8 HOURS LATER

Corporate headquarters was located in downtown LA, an hour's time away from where Mateo had his apartment. A sprawling office building, easily missed to the naked eye as it blended in with other corporate buildings spread out across town. Mateo drove a white Ferrari Testarossa to the car park every day. The car was something of a status symbol to him, as he liked to drive in style and give off a statement to people. He had become known years ago for sitting behind the wheel of that Testarossa, often getting asked if he bought it from an auction of the Miami Vice cars. By the time he rode the elevator up to the office floors, Susan had been waiting for Mateo outside of his office. The older woman had curled up her faded silver like blonde hair into a pony tail. Black framed glasses covered her blue eyes, matching the black dress that covered her curvy body.

Having a loyal secretary had proven useful over the years, as Susan had worked for other agents before Mateo approved of her hiring three years ago. True to her word, she had called back Christina and informed her that Mateo wanted to talk to her directly over the phone. That was the first order of business once he got settled in his office and sat behind the large black marble stone top desk. Rather than call her, it was satisfying for Christina to be the one calling him. He answered and immediately struck up a conversation regarding her business with Stephen. "You know how disappointed I am in him. You told me last night that I could call you about transferring agents." When Christina spoke, Mateo made a move to immediately take control of the conversation by holding back his answers from her. Rather than work it out over the phone, he wanted to meet her in person.

An offer for dinner at a restaurant across town had turned this business negotiation into a personal date. Christina chuckled into the phone at first, as she had to ask him if he was serious. Mateo reassured her, insisting that he pick her up for this date. "You don't have any other plans tonight, do you?". Of course she told him no. Making an obvious advance on her with this date, he agreed to meet her at ten PM. Christina texted him her home address. Vital information that Mateo wanted for a reason. It was She had no business knowing of the tabs he would be keeping in the back of his mind to later jot down in a little black notebook. Christina had a luxury home deep within Beverly Hills where many prestige names in Hollywood had residency. Mateo had driven through those streets many times in the past, but it had to be quite a sight for her to have his white Ferrari Testarossa pulling up beyond the gated driveway.

She came out, greeting him with the sound of her high heels clicking and clacking. The redhead bombshell all dolled up for a fancy date. Christina wore a red dress, hugging all of her thick curves and the top completely exposed with her giant breasts about to pop out. Her hair had been carefully fixed up, split down the middle and overflowing beyond her shoulders. Her pale skin only added to the touch of the color she wore. Upon climbing into Mateo's Ferrari, she offered a smug grin and teasing words for how he decided to pick her up with the flashing ambitions that matched a playboy womanizer. It was funny to witness her flirting right off the bat, but they had a table waiting for them outside the neighborhood. Reservations had been made at an Italian diner of Christina's choice. Since this had become a date between them, she wanted the right place to be seen with a man like him.

"I like to think that you truly wanted this night to discuss becoming my agent, rather than sit across from me and stare at my tits."

Mateo laughed at her remark. They had settled in with a private table, ten minutes into having dinner when she spotted his wandering eyes. All he could do was smile back at her while sipping on the wine glass. Before her choice words, they had a bit of small talk together. It was the same when they were back in the car, mostly talking about the weather and other meaningless subjects.

"I know it's rude, but they're so big, they're just in the way."

"While that is true, I guess I should tell you that my face is up above, not down there."

He didn't laugh at that joke, instead grabbing his work and clanking it down on the plate. Mateo took two bites, swallowing down food before he replied back to her, eager to change the subject from her boobs.

"So, you've been having problems with Stephen, huh? I mean... that's what you were telling me about last night."

"Yes, indeed."

Christina raised her wine glass to her lips and finished off the remainder of the glass in one large gulp. Before she responded to his words, she grabbed the wine bottle and began to pour herself another drink.

"He's become useless, if you want me to be honest with you."

"Fair enough. I always seen him as weak back at the offices."

Mateo's eyes studied the dark liquid substance gushing out of the bottle and into her wine glass. Christina did not stop until she filled it at the top, right at the rim of the glass. Since she wasn't responding yet, Mateo carried on speaking as he let go of his fork and was quietly done eating.

"I know you said that you were looking for another big gig now that Good Girls is done. I'd like to help with that. I'm confident that I can hook you up with a few easy paychecks. A few endorsements for something to get you some commercials... and then we can look at another big role."

She didn't respond. Instead, Christina carefully raised the glass to her lips. Once again, his eyes drifted down below at her giant breasts. Mateo had a guess that she would accidentally spill the wine down onto those tits, but Christina was careful. Pushing the edge of the glass to her pink lips, she began to sip the wine down her throat while those big blue eyes leered back at his face.

"You still want a gig somewhere with a weekly show, right?"

"Mmmmmmhhhhhmmmmmm..."

Christina replied promptly as she swallowed down half the glass of wine and then set it back down on the table. She smirked while nodding her head.

"If you can do that for me, I'd be real happy with you representing me."

Thinking to himself, Mateo wanted to turn the conversation back to something more personal. He didn't know how to word it without being blunt and quick to the point. The time had come for him to bring up Sofia.

"I've seen you hanging out with Sofia Vergara, you know... me and her used to have a thing years ago. She ever talk to you about me?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. She's the one that told me I should consider taking you on as an agent."

"Oh really?"

"Yes!"

Christina took another sip of her wine as Mateo smirked. He gazed back into her blue eyes before responding.

"What did she tell you about me?"

"She told me that you're the man."

She responded in a snarky tone, causing him to chuckle lightly. Christina spoke again while setting her wine glass back down.

"I've heard nothing but good things about you as an agent."

"Well, that's nice. I take it she didn't go into details about anything we did outside of business, huh? You know, she and I were almost an item at one point."

Christina laughed, flinging her hand at him.

"Oh, please! You and her an item? If I drink a little more, you'll start telling me how the two of you could've been the next agent and actress power couple."

Mateo blushed, flashing his teeth in a grin. Christina had a good sense of humor to tease him on that.

"I'm just gonna come right out and tell you what I wanna do between us. I wanna fuck you and give you a better reason to put your name on the dotted line in my contract."

Once again, Christina giggled at him.

"Are you kidding me?"

Her immediate reaction caused Mateo to shake his head. He pointed his finger at her and continued on.

"No, do I sound like I'm kidding? I take it Sofia sparked your curiosity but you weren't listening to her when she told you how I operate. Is that correct?"

"Oh no, Sofia told me many things about you. I think you left an impression last night that told me enough about what you want. I didn't expect you to just flat out tell me you wanted sex."

"Well, I did. Don't you appreciate honesty over some bullshit that other guys might give you?"

Smirking back at him, Christina dropped her lower lip. She seemed surprised by Mateo's insistence to come right out and tell her the desires he had for her body.

"You're brave, I'll give you that. It's a wonder you didn't try to go home with me after the party last night and fuck my brains out then."

"Not a chance, I had work the next day."

"I guess work was dealing with me huh?"

Mateo nodded back to her.

"Yeah, I've got all your files back at the office. So what do you say? I prepare your contract for tomorrow and you can sign it if I give you a night you won't forget back in the bedroom?"

Those deep blue eyes gazed at him in a cold stare. Mateo was sure that Christina wouldn't tell him no. As she continued to bring up last night's events, all that did was reassure him that she wanted a taste of what sensual desires he could give her. A woman like her didn't flirt it up for nothing. She knew how to play her games, as did he. After a moment, she nodded at him and softly responded.

"Alright, I'll take you up on the deal, but don't let this give you the impression I slept with Stephen. You're just lucky that I like you enough to want this."

He chuckled.

"You sleep with that guy? Yeah, I'd totally believe that."

Laughing back at him, Christina nodded.

"You know me well enough then. Consider yourself lucky, dear."

There had to be a reason why she wasn't saying no to him and Mateo could easily guess it. She wanted him. He was going to give her his dark wonders. A true taste of what it was like to be locked in a room alone with him when he wanted something. Since Christina appeared to be done with eating, Mateo got up from the table. He reached into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out his wallet, shuffling his fingers through spare hundred dollar bills to leave as a tip.

"Come on, let's go. I'll take you back home."

She didn't utter a word, only offering him her hand to hold before they walked out the door, exiting the place. Christina didn't appear to have any care in the world about the paparazzi snapping an image of them together, nor did Mateo. There was something strange about this woman and yet he couldn't put his finger on it. What motivated her to give in to his game? In the car, Christina continued to sit quietly without making an effort to share a conversation between them. Maybe she had a history with a man similar to him in the past, though he knew she would deny it. At least she took a pop at Stephen who would soon be her former agent before the week was over. Mateo got a certain sense of satisfaction to step over other men in the office. Upon rolling the car up her driveway, Christina leaned over and kissed his cheek before opening the door of the car and making an exit. Mateo sat there, watching her figure in the tight dress, gazing at her ass while she sway her hips, stepping towards the front door of her home.

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1 DAY LATER

Another day at the office, Mateo had all the time he needed at hand to prepare for Christina's night. With her personal cellphone number on hand, he was ready to text her once he had arranged for the plans. Susan did her job, filing paperwork and preparing the transfer to make him her new official agent. All that was left was the contract, but Mateo insisted he handle that himself. The papers were put into a folder on his desk. He had opened the drawer to dig out his little black notebook and take jot down a few thoughts on Christina. Come lunch break, he found it amusing entering the bathroom and seeing Stephen of all people standing at one of the urinal stalls. The two men didn't say anything to each other while in the bathroom. Not that there was anything for them to speak on, but Mateo felt it was funny deep down. Here he was preparing a night for Stephen's lost client.

As the day progressed, Mateo went on about booking a one night stay at a hotel across town. He liked to call in under the fake name of Lorenzo Davenport when arranging these nights of one night stands. Just one night where he would have a woman all to himself to satisfy his lustful hunger and then it was checkout time. No evidence left behind after room service would do their sweeps and clean up the room for a new guest to book the room after Mateo was gone. Going something high class and luxurious, Mateo called to the Blue Paradise hotel, located not far from his office. A room was booked for a one night stay, all under the name of Davenport. After the billing had been paid over the phone with his credit card, he had to send a series of text messages to Christina and prepare for this event.

Would she be prepared for him? That was one question lingering in the back of his mind. There had been something so strange about this woman, Mateo couldn't put his finger on it. Whatever mysteries that Christina had in store for him, he was sure to discover them by the time she arrived. He wanted her there no later than nine PM. It was going to be a long night for the both of them. Leaving the office earlier, Mateo was delighted to hear the text message notification go off for his phone while he was driving. He waited until getting stuck at a red light with traffic in front of him before he grabbed the phone and read the text message. Christina had replied, stating that she would be arriving later in the night. Before replying, he thought about what he wanted her to wear. Eager to push the buttons as he wanted to remind her that he was in control.

She needed to choose something that would be easy for him to rip off, at least Mateo thought to himself. He was unsure how she would act coming through the door of the hotel room, but he easily guessed she would require something of an attitude adjustment. Thinking to himself, he waited before texting back a few small instructions. 'Don't be late and wear a black dress, I wanna see those tits'. That was all he had to say. She replied back with two words a few minutes later 'don't worry, you'll be seeing them.' Reading her reply made him imagine a snarky tone of her voice uttering those words. With no concern, Mateo put his foot down on the pedal, gliding his Testarossa through traffic across the interstate. Whatever stresses he had often bubbled up in his mind while driving. It was almost a sense of therapy to sit behind the wheel and drive while he was bothered.

None of it mattered to him once he got into the hotel and checked in. It was ideal to have a look around his room, booked on the seventh floor up above. The living room was dark in it's style of interior colors. Faded dark red wood made up all the furniture of tables and a bar from within the room. The walls were black, setting something of a bleak mood. Mateo went to the bedroom, looking over what was black blankets covering white sheets from underneath. Two large pillows at the top of the headboard made up what was a queen size bed. Only one night stand off to the right side. A wide screen television set hung across the wall, but Mateo wasn't concerned about that The first thing he did was grab the phone and call room service and ask not to be disturbed for the rest of the evening.

Once he felt comfortable enough, Mateo took off his shoes and began to settle in. He had to wonder if Christina would attempt to turn the tables on him. That was always an option he had to consider, as a woman like her likely had experience of finding herself in situations years past. That was an impression he had with how willingly she went along with him yesterday. Sitting on the kitchen counter was the folder with her contract and a pen prepared. He unbuttoned his shirt, thinking about how much longer he needed to wait while checking the watch across his left wrist. It was only a few minutes past nine when Mateo suddenly heard the knock at the door. In the living room, he had hit the light switch to dim the room, offering a subtle hint of things to come for her. Stepping towards the door, he took a glance from the peak hole to see Christina before he twisted the metal knob with his right hand.

"Good evening, Mateo. I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long."

She spoke in that sultry tone, giving him a smug but angry grin while standing there in a black polka-dotted dress. Her giant breasts were pushed out, the dress slightly unbuttoned to give a hint of the massive cleavage to her buxom figure. Mateo glanced down, then back at her face as he stepped back and allowed her a quiet entrance into the hotel room. Her black high heels made a muted boom sound across the tan colored carpet floor. When the door slammed shut, Christina immediately turned around and began to speak.

"You know, I was expecting you to do a little better than this."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, you know what I mean. Maybe have some wine for us and some candles burning to set the mood."

Mateo smirked, flashing his teeth at her to match her grin.

"Christina, I'm not that kind of guy. I thought you'd know that by now. Fuck the wine, we don't need it."

Within seconds, Christina's smile faded as she continued to gaze back at him. Perhaps she was having a moment of realization, learning the situation she had got herself into. Mateo did promise that she would have a night she wouldn't forget. It didn't mean he was the type of man to wine and dine her for a romantic evening.

"So you wanna get down to business I guess and we start fucking?"

Mateo smiled, nodding at her.

"Yeah, why wait? I can tell by looking in your eyes, it's been a long time since you've had a real fucking."

Christina sighed, rolling her eyes at him.

"Oh, please..."

"Don't even deny it. You're always dressed like a Stepford wife, so I can tell you haven't had a good man who knows how to really push your buttons."

"Excuse me!? A Stepford wife!?"

He continued to smirk, seeing as she was willing to show a flare of anger towards him. Christina placed her hands on her hips and began to mock him like an enraged housewife.

"How was your day, honey? Did you call some other woman back at your office and arrange something like this for a contract? Ohhhhhh, what a hard worker you are!"

Ignoring her taunts, he stepped closer and began to walk to the kitchen.

"I do have your contract ready. All you had to do was ask."

Stomping across the floor into the kitchen, Christina shook her head. Her long orange hair slightly drifted with movement as she gazed back at him. Still shaking her head in defiance, she spoke up.

"Not just yet. I'll look it over when I'm done with you."

"When you're done with me? Did I hear that right?"

"Did I fucking stutter!? Yes, when I'm done with you!"

Those big blue eyes glared at him after her reply. Mateo stood across from Christina without saying a word. He could see the ice cold anger within her eyes as she curved her eyebrows to give him such an enraged expression. Her attitude had been one thing getting to him so far, as he quite enjoyed this flare from her. Anger made the heat of such moments all better when he tried his hand at dominance. Giving her a nod, Mateo spoke again.

"I wanna see your tits."

"Oh yeah, is that what you want? Why don't you prove it to me then?"

Having heard enough, Mateo reached out with his right hand and grabbed at her dress from the top. Christina grunted as he pulled at it with such force, the buttons came popping out and flying across the kitchen.

"Ohhh, there you go! Be a big man and rip my clothes off!"

"Shut the fuck up!"



The dress ripped directly down the middle and then Christina stepped back as she allowed it to fall down and reveal her buxom figure in nothing more than a black push up bra and matching thong. Her face revealed a look of surprise that came momentarily. Evident that she was uncomfortable as she gazed back at his face. Mateo glanced down at those amazing tits, then noticed the thong tucked up across her curvy hips. He grinned despite how distraught she looked with such an impression. She had chose a good outfit of underwear for him, whether the woman was going to admit it or not. Smiling back at her, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed her mouth. Tilting Christina's head up so she was looking at him, he squeezed his finger to part her lips in an 'O' form.

"Nice bra. I really like how it pushed your tits up. You did that just for me, so there's no need to act like such a bitch."

"Don't call me a fucking Stepford wife. You would never understand how insulting that is."

"Alright then, I'd rather call you a bitch anyway when you get an attitude with me."

Letting go of her, he stepped back and then snapped his fingers in authority. It was time to set the stage and show her who was in charge here. Mateo was about to test Christina and see how obedient she was with him.

"From here on out, I want only two answers from you. Yes Sir and thank you Sir. That's what I wanna hear, got it? Now strip. Take the bra off first so I can see those titties..."

Christina moved her hands to the shoulder straps of her bra, giving them a nice jiggle before she pulled it down. As it came undone, she tossed it to the floor. Mateo's eyebrows moved up as he watched her giant famous breasts flop down. Full erect nipples in sight. Nodding his head, the man was impressed by her obedience. Christina then used both hands to pull at the edges of her thong on her hips. She tugged them down, bending over and giving him quite a few of her cleavage. She stepped her heels out of the thong, leaving it there across the kitchen floor and standing naked before him. Placing her hands onto her hips, she spread her legs while his eyes glanced down to see her cunt fully shaved. A fresh mound of dew over those pink lips was enough to tell him how turned on she truly was, no matter how badly she tried to hide it.

"Aren't you gonna take off your clothes next?"

Her face no longer told of a concerned expression, but Christina still looked uncomfortable in his presence. Mateo simply shook his head at her.

"No, you're gonna take my clothes off when I tell you to. Got it?"

"Yeah..."

"What was that!?"

He snapped at her. Christina swallowed her breath and replied in a more nicer tone with such a title she knew he would approve of spoken from her voice.

"Yes Sir."

Not completely satisfied with her respectful answer, Mateo reached for the back of her head with his right hand. Snatching Christina up by the hair, he listened to her moan and then he stepped backwards while shoving her down on the floor to her knees. She groaned in slight pain as her knees hit the wooden floor below. Christina looked up at him and pressed her hands at the front of his black pants, but Mateo pulled her harder.

"I didn't tell you to take them off yet, so get your fucking hands off me, bitch!"

Gritting her teeth, Christina grunted and then growled as she screamed at him.

"Oh yeah!? You're gonna demand me to take 'em off anyway, so what the fuck are you waiting for!?"

He let go of her hair and instead used his right hand to slap her across the face. Mateo changed his mind, instead deciding to unbuckle the belt himself. Christina giggled at him smacking her in the face.

"Oh, you wanna play right with me, huh!?"

"Yeah! You have no idea what you're in for, Christina. I hope the rumors are true about how much you love sucking cock, cause I've heard a lot of stuff over the years."

She swallowed her breath, eagerly anticipating the moment as he slid the zipper of his pants down. Mateo tugged his pants and underwear down, his cock flopping freely out before she grabbed it with her small hands. Christina wasted no time beginning to stroke it back and forth as she gazed down at the head. Mateo was pleased at her instant reaction, stroking his right hand through her orange hair to capture her attention. When those big blue eyes gazed up at him, he nodded at her. There was no need for him to tell her what he wanted. This woman knew, Christina didn't require to be told. Slow and steady she wanked his cock back and forth, preparing it as he grew in full erect size. Mateo waited, observing her every moment of action. When Christina slid her hands to the base of his cock and let go with her left hand, he snapped his fingers again.

"Start sucking."

Christina looked away from his face and took one hard glance at his hard cock. She kept her right hand gripping the base as she shoved it between her lips and immediately began to suck hard and aggressively. Mateo was taken back by her lustful blitz, as she was already bobbing her head up and down at such a fast pace. Maybe she truly was hungry for him, or perhaps she was trying to overwork him to cum fast. Either way, he had the stamina and strength to withstand her onslaught. As Christina slobbered and sucked her way down his long shaft, he stood there and moaned. She eventually moved her right hand away, using both hands to push down on her big tits as she tilted them up. Slowly, she began to massage her own tits while sucking his thick shaft.

Her fingertips grazed across those erect nipples, pinching them before she decided to sink the palm of her hands down and squeeze those breasts. All the while, Christina continued to bob her head up and down as her mouth made light sucking and slobbering noises. Mateo moaned. So far, he was satisfied, but Christina wouldn't be in control the entire time she remained down on her knees. He waited, allowing her to suck it as long as she wanted. Christina made an effort to begin deepthroating him in the following moments, as she was sensually sucking his cock as if she worshiped it. Christina took her time, shoving the head to the back of her throat and then flexing her gag reflexes before pulling her lips back to the head and releasing it with a popping sound. She immediately spit on his cock while raising both hands back up to lube her saliva across his shaft.

"You're an experienced cock sucker after all... I'm impressed."

Licking her lips as he spoke, Christina gazed up into his eyes. She continued to slowly stroke his shaft, tightening the grip of her fingers around it.

"Mmmmmmmmm, oh yeah? You like how I suck off, huh?"

Without replying to her, Mateo planted his hands on the side of her head and then Christina stopped wanking his cock. She removed her hands, allowing his rod to slightly wobble as her big blue eyes gazed up into his face.

"Are you about to fuck my face, Sir?"

Again, he didn't answer her back, but Mateo did offer a grin when she asked that question. His fingers tightened into her hair and then Christina widened her gaping mouth out of reaction. She knew what was coming and was prepared when breaking eye contact to glance forward at his thick shaft sliding into her mouth. Enveloping her lips around it, she closed her eyes, eagerly anticipating him to take control. Christina wouldn't have to wait for long as Mateo began to slowly buck his hips. She let out a muffled moan as that thick shaft pumped between her lips. Taking his time before finding a steady rhythm, Mateo began to grunt as he thrust his cock into her mouth. Christina initially choked as she again moved her hands to massage her own breasts. Squeezing her tits below, she kept her eyes closed, taking his rod inch after inch.

Slowly, her eyes opened and Christina gazed up at his face like a good girl. Taking his time, Mateo continued at this slow pace, but he was only getting into a rhythm. Soon enough, she would be sucking the full force of his long shaft. He carefully stepped out of his pants and underwear, wiggling them from his ankles while he came to a momentarily stop. All he needed to do was spread his legs out and then he began to to thrust again, only harder and faster this time. Christina sucked vigorously as she soon felt the head of his shaft poke to the back of her throat. His balls pushed against her chin and Christina inhaled the musk of his pubes. Pulling back slightly, Mateo began to thrust now into a steady hard rhythm, his cock slamming into her mouth repeatedly.

"GWAK-GWAK-GWAK-KAH-KAH-GWAK!"

Incoherent slobbering and sucking noises came from her muffled voice. Drool trickled from the corners of her mouth. Christina opened her eyes, gazing back up at his face as she smashed her hands over her breasts. Mateo didn't stop as he fucked her mouth thoroughly, slamming his cock down her throat again and again. She massaged her tits harder, twirling her nipples between her fingers as the slobbering and sucking noises became louder with each passing second. Mateo was truly giving her a face-fucking that she would remember from this night forward. Moving his left hand from her hair, he slid his right hand to grip the back of her head before shoving her mouth down for one last suck. Christina's lips buried down to the base, swallowing up the entire length of his shaft. She closed her eyes as they watered up and she began to gag. Mateo then pulled back, releasing his cock from her mouth and allowing her to breathe.

Saliva strings dangled from Christina's mouth as his cock was lubed with bubbles of her spit dripping from it. Christina took a deep breath and quietly gasped up into his eyes. Parting her lips, she slid her tongue out and then loudly slurped up the saliva strings. Christina began to shake her tits with her hands, silently hinting at him for the next place he could shove his cock. Mateo wasn't taking the distraction. At least not for the next few minutes. Instead, he gripped the back of her hair tighter in his hand and then slipped his cock back into her mouth. Christina sucked the head but he abruptly pulled out to make a popping noise. Then went back in and quickly back out. He repeated this motion another time. Pop. Pop. Pop. Again, Mateo just wanted to hear that popping sound of her lips coming off the head of his shaft. He then rubbed the head of his cock against her left cheek and began to slap it onto her skin.

"Ohhhhhh, god..."

Christina exhaled a deep breath and moaned at the feeling of his cock smacking against her face. Mateo shoved it to the other cheek, making sure that he gave it an equal few smacks. Her big blue eyes gazed up at him as she spoke in a low, sultry voice.

"You like slapping that cock up against my face, huh?"

"Yeah... Aren't you gonna thank me for it?"

"Yes, ohhhh! Thank you Sir! Why don't you go ahead and slap it up against my big fucking titties too while you're at it."

Giving in to what she wanted, Mateo pulled his cock down to one of the greatest racks that Hollywood had ever seen. Knowing soon he would have his shaft squeezed between those amazing breasts, he was eager to tease her. Christina had moved her hands to hold her tits up from below. This gave Mateo an easy reach to slide the head of his wet cock up against her left nipple. Smack. Smack. Smack. He teased her by slapping it against her nipple, just before he moved to the right one and also gave it an equal of three smacks. Christina licked her lips, moaning at the feeling of his dick thumping against her smooth ivory skin. Eyes still locked on him, she began to utter words of filth in a low, almost whispering voice.

"You know where I want it, mmmmmmmm."

Biting down on her lower lip, she pulled her breasts apart and gave Mateo a subtle nod. His eyes shifted down as he guided his cock right between them. When Christina squeezed those giant breasts together, he placed his right hand down onto her shoulder and began to thrust forward.

"Ohhhhhhhh, man..."

As Mateo moaned, Christina gave him a smug grin. She may not have been in control, but she had to feel a certain satisfaction to have this man at the mercy of her most powerful assets. He began to thrust forward, the head of his cock poking up between the folds of her massive tits. She closed her eyes momentarily, embracing the moment as she felt every inch of his cock pumping up and down between her tits.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh yeah. That's it, that's it! Thank you Sir! Fuck my titties!!"

Groaning, Mateo gritted his teeth for a moment. The entire length of his shaft would disappear before the head poked back up. Christina tilted her head down, parting her lips to lap her tongue across the head with each thrust. Over and over, she licked the head as Mateo grunted and moaned. Christina eventually raised her head, smirking at him.

"This is what you wanted, right? You've been wanting to fuck these tits for years, I bet!"

Such a smile of satisfaction was on her face. Mateo knew right then and there, she wanted it. Whatever mind games she played with his head were all a joke right now as he thrust his cock repeatedly between her breasts. Christina let out soft moans while he grunted, their choices creating something of a chorus until he began to slow down. Those big blue eyes gazed up at him, as she knew he was about to stop.

"What's the matter? Too scared that my tits are gonna make you explode before you truly fuck me?"

"Yeah, I guess I'll let you say that."

Coming to a halt, he watched her let go of her tits, freeing his cock.

"You'll LET me say that!?"

Mateo smirked to hear her anger come snarling out. Reaching for her hair, he snatched at her orange locks.

"Get up, you big titty bitch! Stand up!"

Unable to hold himself back from calling her a bitch again, he chuckled as Christina got up from her knees. Stomping her heels over the kitchen floor, Mateo pulled her to him. Her big tits shoved up against his chest as they both wrapped their arms around one another. He had to kiss her and experience that feeling of her tongue plunging into his mouth. Christina threw her arms around his neck, trading kisses of burning passion back and forth before he pulled away.

"Gonna take me to the bedroom now and fuck me like a dirty whore, Sir?"

"Start walking back there."

"I don't even know where the bedroom is."

"Then go find it."

He stepped back while ordering her in a stern voice. All Christina did was smirk as she stomped her heels across the wooden floor and moved from the kitchen. She ran her hands up to her breasts, preventing them from wobbling and shaking all about. His eyes had been fixated down below, watching her buttocks cheeks rub up against one another with each step the buxom redhead actress took. Mateo followed behind her as she turned from the kitchen and quickly found the doorway leading to the single bedroom of this suite. She turned around, grinning at him as she stepped backwards, knowing that Mateo would follow in front of her. Just to make sure he was in control, he snapped his fingers at her and spoke.

"Get on the bed. I wanna look at your face while I'm fucking you."

"So it's missionary then?"

There was no need for him to reply while watching Christina turn around. She grinned while slowly sitting at the edge of the bed. Pushing the palms of her hands down into the bed, she used her hands to shove back and begin sliding backwards onto the bed. Watching her, Mateo stepped forward and soon climbed up on the bed. His feet sunk down into the mattress as Christina gave him a confused look.

"I thought you wanted to look at me while you fuck me?"

"That's the position we're ready for, babe."

Pointing towards one of the pillows in front of Christina, he got her attention to look forward.

"Grab that and hand it to me."

She did as she was told, tossing the pillow to him. Mateo placed it down, sliding forward to rest under her legs. When she felt the pillow brushing against her thighs, Christina suddenly realized just what he had planned for her. The pillow lifted her up slightly, offering an easier access to her womanhood while he fell down to his knees on the bed. Christina bent her knees and then lifted her legs up to where they could be properly planted onto his shoulders. With her hands free, Christina pushed her arms up slightly as a way of shoving her boobs together and then caressing her own skin. She slid her fingers of both hands down below to her pussy, twisting her right hand to reveal her middle finger. She rubbed that finger across her clit, knowing that's where his eyes would be fixated. Eyes locked up at him, she spoke up.

"Come on and fuck me! That's what you wanted all this time. Give it to me, Sir!"

Gripping his cock with his right hand, Mateo teased her by rubbing it against her vulva lips. He wanted to hear Christina gasp and moan for him.

"You want it that bad, huh? Beg for it like a good girl."

The sigh she made was enough to tell Mateo that perhaps Christina knew he was teasing her about the cancellation of her last show with his choice words. She bit down on her lower lip, moaning.

"Please fuck me Sir."

"You said, please?"

He replied still rubbing the head of his shaft against the wet folds of her opening. Christina whimpered, calling out to him in sudden desperation.

"I need to be fucked by you, Sir. That's all I need right now. I need it so bad, you don't know how happy this would make me."

"You need it?"

"Yes! YES, I FUCKING NEED IT!!"

Hearing her scream at him, he began to slowly smile and flash his teeth. Mateo slid his cock inside of her, listening to Christina gasp in relief as he was finally in the process of fucking her. With the first thrust, he used his right hand to trail his hand up her stomach while Christina moved her hands to her breasts. He shoved his hand right between her breasts, trailing his fingers up to grip her neck as he began to thrust his cock into her tight cunt. Her high heels dangled in the air, legs bending slightly as Mateo leaned forward and moved his hand to her neck. Christina locked her eyes onto him as he slightly choked her while pumping his cock into her simultaneously.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh yeah! Thank you Sir! Fuck me!!"

When she yelled at him, Mateo tightened the grip of his fingers, choking her. All Christina did was smirk back at him. She began to softly giggle between moaning. The bed rocked with each thrust Mateo sent into her while her giant tits began to wobble around. Keeping his right hand around her neck, he used the left to caress up her soft pale skin and find her right breast. Mateo gazed down into those big blue eyes as he squeezed her tit in his left hand and began to move his right hand away from her neck. He positioned his hand across her face, sliding his thumb into her mouth. Christina knew what he wanted as she squeezed her lips around his finger and began to suck it while humming a moan. 'Mmmmmmm', the vibrations were felt through his right hand as he continued to fuck her harder and faster.

Clank! Clank! Clank! That was the sound of the metal bed frame beating up against the wall from the power of Mateo's thrusts into that tight pussy. Again and again, he gave Christina his cock making those giant tits wobble and shake around in the loose grasp of their hands. Her toes curled up in the high heels dangling from the air all while she continued to suck his thumb in her mouth. Her big blue eyes never left his face. Drawing his left hand back, Chris began to slap her breast. Christina had moved her hand back right in time for him to smack his palm against that tit, watching it shake and wobble all around. She made muffled moaning noises with his thumb shoved between her lips. Mateo knew when he finally pulled his finger from between his lips, she would serenade him with dirty words. He dragged his thumb out of her mouth and now placed both hands on her big tits.

"Ohhh, ohhhhhh, OHHHHHHHH FUCK ME!!"

"You're a dirty fucking whore, aren't you, Christina!?"

Yelling back at her, Mateo made a quick move with his right hand, sliding it back between her breasts. Christina had gripped her tits, again, almost tittyfucking his forearm as he grabbed her face. Mateo continued to thrust his cock into her cunt while screaming at her.

"Who's my dirty whore!?"

"Ohhhh, FUCK!!"

Since she didn't reply, Mateo slapped her across the face. Gritting her teeth, Christina growled a moan before yelling at him.

"Yes I am! You know I am!"

Slap! Again, he smacked her face. Mateo wasn't satisfied with that response from Christina.

"Yes what!?" Don't act like you forgot how to talk to me just cause I'm about to make you cum, you fucking whore!"

"YES SIR!!"

That was more like it, he thought to himself. Slowing down slightly, Mateo continued to thrust his cock into her pussy while wrapping his right hand fingers back around her neck. Christina gasped as he choked her again. Teeth barred, she snarled as she began to cum.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhh, OHHHHHHH GOD!! YOUR DIRTY FUCKING WHORE!! THAT'S WHAT THE FUCK I AM, SIR!! YESSSS, YESSSSSS, YESSSSSSSS!!"

Her legs began to shake as they were still pushed against his shoulders. Christina curled her toes from within her heels with such force that the left shoe fell completely off. Mateo quickly pulled his cock from her pussy as a gush of her juices sprayed up onto his stomach and drenched the bed down below. Christina was out of breath, trying to catch herself up as he moved his hands from her and slid back slightly. Still resting on his knees, Mateo began to climb up from the bed as she recovered from such a hard orgasm. Christina's hands were still planted over her giant boobs, as there was only one place left that Mateo wanted to finish. He spread his legs, stepping on the bed as he began to straddle her stomach. Her eyes looked up at him, swallowing her breath before speaking.

"You wanna fuck my big tits again, Sir?"

"Yeah, get ready!"

Christina knew he had yet to blow his load and in this position, she was likely to end up drenched and sticky with a pearl necklace coating her skin. Nevertheless, she pulled her breasts apart to allow him a valley in passage between her two towers. Mateo used his right hand to slide his shaft between them, now watching it completely disappear as Christina shoved her breasts together. Mateo didn't hesitate as he began to thrust his cock between those wonderful boobs. She let out a moan, gazing forward to see the head thrusting towards her chin. Christina spit on it and called for him.

"Mmmmmm, yeah! Fuck my titties!"

"You want my cum, don't you?"

Mateo spoke while thrusting his cock between her tits. Christina moaned before answering him back.

"Yes I do..."

"Like a good dirty whore, you wanna get covered in cum, right?"

"I said yes! Yes Sir, I want your cum all over me!"

Giggling at him, she flashed her teeth, keeping her hands holding those big tits up. Christina knew how to tease any time he talked dirty. Sweat began to drip from his hair onto his forehead, but Mateo wasn't quite fatigued yet. He still had the energy to buck his hips forward and drive every inch of his cock back and forth between her breasts. Over and over, he continued to fuck those tits, living out a fantasy he had indeed kept in his head for many years.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhh yeah! That's it! That's it!! Ohhhhh, thank you Sir! Thank you for fucking my titties!"

If not for this moment drawing so close to his own orgasm, Mateo could've at least mustered a grin at Christina's words. She truly loved the feeling of having a cock shoved between her breasts with such a demanding statement. He continued to thrust forward, groaning as he knew his time was growing shorter with each passing second. Her eyes glared up at him, offering that smug grin that she had given him so many times throughout the night. As Mateo's face scrunched up, he made the final thrust and groaned out.

"OHHHH, GOD! FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKKKK!!"

The head of his cock poked up from her breasts with the first blast of his cum striking beneath her chin and onto her neck. Christina began to moan as spurts of his cum poured out onto her neck, creating the first droplets of what would be a massive pearl necklace. Mateo decided to begin thrusting his cock between her breasts, still fucking those tits as he continued to unload his seed and creating a river of semen between her pillowy mounds.

"Ohhhhhh yeah, give me that cum! Right between my big fucking titties, mmmmmm! Yeah, that's it! Cum for me, Sir! So hot and sticky!"

Still thrusting his cock between those wonderful breasts, Mateo didn't stop until he felt the final spurt of cum. Rather than covering those tits or her face in his seed, he couldn't hold back his own pleasure. Christina pulled her breasts apart, revealing what was a river of his sticky seed dripping down towards her neck where the initial thick burst had splattered. Christina smirked at him, quirking her eyebrows up.

"Satisfied with me?"

"Yeah..."

That was all he could say while breathing in and out. Mateo had to catch her breath, but he wasn't going to forget one last thing before they finished up here.

"You ready to look over your new contract, babe?"

Christina grinned.

"Sure... nothing better to do while I've got cum all over me."

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2 DAYS LATER

The whirling sound of the water dispenser offered little nuisance beyond the printer machine beeping from across the room. Mateo sat at his desk. Suit jacket draped across the hardbound black leather chair as his eyes focused on the papers in front of him. Across the desk was a small stack of folders with other documents he would soon have to read over. His assistant Susan was filling a small cup from the water dispenser. Her hair pinned up in a ponytail, dressed to impress in her short skirt and glasses on point. Once she was satisfied with enough water, she raised the small disposable cup to her lips and took a large sip. Her eyes scanned across the room, noticing Mateo sitting there at his desk. For now, he had the file on Christina Hendricks and her requests for another television show. The rest of the week would be busy calling network studios to push for negotiations on roles.

"I hope you don't mind, I'm gonna have to go across the offices and see if Mr. Flores can fax or print out the rest of Miss. Hendricks' paper work."

Leaning back in his chair, Mateo glanced across the room to Susan. She spoke again.

"I hate to bother him about this as I'm sure he's not happy with you sweeping up his client off his feet... but as you can hear back there, the printer isn't in the best of moods today."

Mateo chuckled before grinning. He took one look back, not paying much attention to all the noise the printer had been making. It had not bothered him, as his mind had been drifting to other ideas. Hearing Susan mention Stephen and the case of bothering him, Mateo quietly thought to himself how funny he found that to be.

"The printer has a mind of it's own, huh?"

"Yes it does, almost like an old car. Every other day of the week it don't wanna work. I think it likes to give me a hard time."

With a smirk running across his lips, Mateo nodded at her before replying. He tilted his head to the right side, as that was where the office door was. A quick gesture before he spoke up.

"How about you go give Stephen a hard time then? Go knock on his door and tell him I need the rest of the files on Miss. Hendricks. You can tell him I need them before the day's over."

"You know he isn't gonna like that, right?"

"Yep and I don't care if he don't like it."

Leaning back in his chair, Mateo placed his hands behind his head, still smirking. He couldn't help himself. For the time being, he felt like a winner to snatch up Christina Hendricks from one of the other agents in the same office. The cherry on top of the sundae was the fact he had fucked her the other night, leaving her with a story to tell. Mateo had been keeping in contact with Christina, as they seemingly bonded with a friendship for now. What did he know? Maybe she liked getting fucked by someone like him, but didn't want to make it obvious. Perhaps she would call up Sofia Vergara and brag about it. He knew Sofia was the kind of woman who lived to make others jealous. When Susan opened the door to step out of his office, the cellphone began to ring. Gazing down at where he had placed it on his desk, he was surprised to see it was Christina herself calling. Mateo grabbed it, swiping his finger up to answer the phone.

"Hey."

"Hey there, it's me."

"Yeah? What you calling me for this time of the day? It's not even five PM yet."

"I don't know... maybe I just wanted to ring up my new agent and have a little chat. Got time to talk about... you know what?"

"What do you mean what? Talk more specifically to me, so I understand what the fuck you're saying."

He could hear a frustrated sigh from her into the phone. Christina waited a moment before answering him back.

"You know, let's just call it the thing where you fucked me like I was some nasty whore the other night."

"Yeah, what about that? I had a pretty good time, did you?"

"Oh... yeah. Wasn't what I was expecting, but it was fun."

Her delayed response caught Mateo by surprise. Was she lying to him? He wasn't sure. Maybe Christina didn't expect him to bluntly ask her if she enjoyed it.

"So why did you give me an attitude before we got started? I wasn't sure if you'd be able to handle my approach."

"Maybe I wanted it... maybe I wanted to play with your head a little bit too. You didn't think about that, huh?"

She giggled into the phone, giving Mateo more reasons to sit quietly and think about her. Christina knew how to play her games. He would have to give her credit for that eventually, but he didn't want to stroke her ego right now. She carried on speaking.

"Well, next time you wanna fuck me, at least bring some wine first and set the mood."

"Don't you think that's a bad idea? I might play a little harder when I've got some alcohol in me, babe."

"Hmmmmmm, I didn't think about that. I have harder orgasms when I'm being choked, not sure if you noticed that."

Mateo nodded while leaning back in the chair before he replied.

"Oh yeah, I noticed it."

"Good, I hope I lived up to whatever expectations you had based on those rumors you mentioned. I wouldn't mind doing it again sooner than later."

He laughed into the phone. Some games Christina played with him, even now so trying to play him. He licked his lips, thinking for a moment before he replied.

"Sure, maybe you can brag to Sofia about it next time you see her. If you see her any time soon, tell her to call me."

No quick reply to that response. Perhaps he had caught Christina off guard with such a remark. Mateo didn't have the patience to play these games, subtly ending the phone call.

"I gotta go, call me back later tonight if you wanna talk some more."

TO BE CONTINUED

[Chlp]

Excellent work, love Christina, great dirty talk from her here.  Looking fwd to more to be added at some point.

[extreme1]

That was amazing!

[Starfucks93]

So fucking good, always a pleasure to read about Christina getting used

[Runningrock]

I loved the titfuck. Great work!

[diamond_luv]

Oooooooh, some rough sex with a big girl.

I laughed at the Stepford wife line. She does dress like a housewife.

This character you've created Mateo, he sounds like a real piece of work.

[flawed_existence]

Is this series just about Christina or will there be other women? I assume Sofia Vergara is going to have a chapter since you named her.

[John Connors]

Love this story. Christina is a big titty Goddess, and you know exactly how to write her. Stellar work as always @Cadeauxxx.

[Cadeauxxx]

Many thanks everyone, can't wait to post the next one!

[Alaire]

Just a quick reply, but I am always happy to see whenever you begin a new series of stories and once again I have to say that I appreciate your use of "older" celebrities.

Additionally, I really love how you have begun to branch out into more rough stuff, not that any of your previous work needed it, but I do love a good celeb story featuring more passionate sex and your writing just makes it all the better.

Another great job!

[Cadeauxxx]

Just a quick reply, but I am always happy to see whenever you begin a new series of stories and once again I have to say that I appreciate your use of "older" celebrities.

Additionally, I really love how you have begun to branch out into more rough stuff, not that any of your previous work needed it, but I do love a good celeb story featuring more passionate sex and your writing just makes it all the better.

Another great job!

Thanks for the kind words, as always.

The rougher stuff has been the choice of my readers as of late. This story was written for a reader who approached me with several different ideas we crafted together into this series.

I like to mix it up with my themes so I'm not writing the same kind of stories repeatedly. There are some passionate stories coming in the near future 

[Cadeauxxx]

Dark Wonders Ch. 2
Starring: Alexandra Daddario

Codes: MF, Dirty Talk, Male Dominant, Oral, Tit Fuck

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.


Los Angeles, California

A black dot was visible from the distance, peeking into small hole of the white plastic lid covering the cup. Morning coffee had been freshly brewed by the assistants throughout the offices of the TTY Agency building, utilizing a set of machines the company had shelled out extra money for. Mateo found himself arriving early on this Friday morning, but it wasn't for the paycheck that awaited him. Standing there in his office, the light above shined across his black pinstriped suit as he raised the cup of coffee up to his lips for a slow sip. His face was clean shaved as usual, dark hair slicked back and on point. After the fun he had enjoyed earlier in the week with his new client on file earlier in the week, it was difficult for him not to enter work feeling high and mighty. Still riding the waves of not only signing Christina Hendricks, but giving her a taste of what kind of man he was.

In the following weeks, he would have his hands full managing the business side of Christina's career. Mateo would have to call her and check what kind of work she was looking to seek. Whether it be landing photo shoots for magazines with interviews or moving up to get a new role for television or film work. That was his duty now that he was her agent, but today he wasn't worried about Christina whatsoever. The thought of fucking her was still fresh on his mind, merely days away. As he leaned back against his desk, sipping on the coffee, his eyes wandered across the office. The door opened, followed by the sound of high heels clacking down on across the tiles below. Mateo gazed up to see his assistant Cindy entering the office. Her black heels were the only piece of clothing over her body that wasn't clad in grey. A matching skirt went with her pinstriped suit jacket.

"Hey, how's the coffee?"

Cindy didn't smile when she asked Mateo that questioned. There was an obvious look of concern or stress across her aged face. The older woman stepped in carrying her own cup of coffee. Mateo nodded before responding.

"It's good. What's going on? You don't look so happy today."

"I just got back from the break room. Has anyone told you what happened to little Joey?"

Mateo shook his head while Cindy took a sip from her cup. Joey had been a recent hiring to the agency a ew months ago. A firebrand of a young man who had quickly made his name known throughout the offices by working alongside a few Hollywood stars. He had connections in the film industry, it seemed. Other agents with Mateo's years of experience on their belt may have taken the younger man as competition, but he didn't. Joey was worthy of respect as a hard worker.

"He got T-boned in a car accident a few hours ago."

After uttering her words, Cindy stopped to take another sip of her coffee. Mateo stood there against his desk, listening to her explain the situation.

"His car's totaled. He just came out of ICU, breathing fine. He has some broken ribs and a broke arm, suffered a concussion from the impact too."

Letting out a sigh, Mateo shook his head.

"Damn, I hate to hear that. He just bought a new car last month, didn't he?"

Cindy nodded back at him, then carried on speaking again.

"Yeah and he had a meeting today with some actress he was working out a deal for a new movie. Michelle is going crazy with the phone ringing off the hook, the studio isn't wanting to re-schedule anything. He needed to be there today to finalize this deal."

Michelle was Joey's office assistant. Much like Cindy worked for Mateo, the woman handled all of his phone calls, fax sheets and other office related work. While standing there and listening, Mateo grew more curious about the situation. He sat the cup of coffee down on his desk and stood a bit closer to Cindy.

"What's he need? Someone to be there to negotiate a payout for a project?"

"Something like that, I don't know. Michelle don't know what to do cause the producer is being a dick to her over the phone."

Heading for the door, Mateo nodded and spoke back to his assistant.

"I'll take care of this."

Leaving her there in his office, Mateo stepped out into the hall while the phone sitting on his desk began to ring. Cindy had to set down her cup of coffee, rushing over to grab the phone, but it was of no care to him. He could hear the phone ringing in the distance, but Mateo had more important things on his mind for now. He wasn't close with Joey as another man at the office, but they had shared some words before. In his mind, Mateo figured that if he would do a favor for the young man, that he would appreciate it and that could be the beginning of a possible friendship. He wandered to the office door with an engraved gold name over the glass window, reading Joseph Miller. It would've been more mindful to knock, but Mateo turned the door knob and invited himself in, unannounced. His eyes wandered across the small office room as he witnessed Michelle sitting down in the desk chair, phone up to her right ear as her eyes wandered up at him.

"Hey, you on the phone with the hospital or a studio?"

Michelle's deep brown eyes looked up. The short black woman had dark hair, split down the middle. A shiny round beaded pearl necklace down below that matched her white shirt and jacket. Mateo stepped into the office, shutting the door and then walking around the desk.

"Are you Mr. DeLaRosa, sir?"

Giving her a nod, he leaned over the desk and she hung the phone up. Mateo offered a smile and then spoke.

"Cindy told me you've been catching hell from some studio while Joey's in the hospital right now. Who's giving you a hard time?"

"It's an executive producer signing an actress up for a movie production. She's been calling around the clock, cause everything was arranged for today with this contract. I don't know what to think. It's like this guy thinks Joey got himself in a car accident to not show up."

As she spoke of the situation, Mateo's eyes glanced down at the desk. An open folder was visible with a some faxed papers printed across it. He grabbed one of the papers that contained a screen test photo printed with it and information regarding the movie. The photo was of a white woman with deep blue eyes gazing back from the wall and a heavy cleavage contained in her black dress. Mateo softly smiled, reading her name as Alexandra Daddario.

"Is this her I'm looking at? This is Joey's client?"

Michelle nodded.

"Yeah! She's meeting with the producer right now. They're at some restaurant across town. Joey had them booked this afternoon at the Starfire."

"I know that place. Call Miss. Daddario and tell her that someone is coming up to see her."

The assistant's eyes became enlarged for a moment as Mateo grabbed the files and began to flip through them. She realized he was going to help what was almost an unsalvageable situation. Standing up from the desk, Michelle spoke again.

"The contract isn't in those papers. She's worried about money and from what I'm guessing, the producer wants to go cheap."

Mateo set the papers back down, looking over at Michelle and then nodding.

"Alright, that's good to know. Call her and tell her that someone is on their way to finish the deal."

Heading out of the office, he grabbed the door knob and turned around. Pointing back at Michelle, Mateo spoke again.

"And if that producer calls you back and is rude to you, tell him to go fuck himself!"

Flashing a full smile, Michelle bust up laughing. As Mateo stepped back into the hall, Cindy was there to greet him.

"Miss. Hendricks called and wants to talk. I've got her on hold in your office."

Shaking his head at Cindy, Mateo brushed it off. This wasn't anything work related he assumed with Christina. The woman was likely calling to talk about the other night when they fucked.

"I'm working right now, get her off the phone. She can wait on me. I'm going out to finish this job for Joey."

"Alright, good luck hon!"

Cindy's smile would melt anyone's heart. Mateo was about to grow frustrated with Christina, but that smile made him forget about the woman for the time being. He marched down the hall, heading to the elevator and taking it down. The Starfire was a fancy restaurant not far from the TTY Agency. Mateo was already figuring in his head that it would be a twenty minute drive. By the time he entered the car park and began to run up the stairs, his cellphone began ringing from the inside pocket of his jacket. He reached for it, taking a look across the screen to see Christina Hendricks' name. Since he didn't answer the office phone, now she was calling his cellphone. It may have been urgent, but Mateo didn't want to talk to her at the moment. He had a job to do and a meeting with Alexandra Daddario so he let the phone ring, shoving it back into his jacket as he arrived to his white Ferrari Testarossa car.

After unlocking the doors, he climbed into the driver's seat. Before sliding the key into the ignition, he took out his cellphone and switched the status to silent mode. Starting up the car, Mateo wasted no time pulling out of the car park and driving his elegant sports car back onto the streets. He knew Michelle would make the phone calls necessary, leaving Alexandra Daddario waiting for his arrival. Thinking back to the moment he noticed her photograph printed onto that sheet of paper, he grinned again. Rumors had spread across the TTY building about Alexandra. Mateo had never met her before, but he had heard quite the tall tales of how she liked to handle her negotiations. He was already thinking about the possibility that Joey had been fucking her and maybe that was the real cause of argument regarding payments with a studio producer.

Taking his time cruising through the streets, Mateo's mind wandered back to the memories of hearing such rumors regarding this actress. Another agent under the TTY banner had once worked with Alexandra, having affairs that ultimately led to a divorce in his household. There was little doubt in his mind that Joey was probably getting lucky with her. Whatever the case, Mateo figured it was worth a shot. Sometimes he had to indulge himself in such vanity, chasing after women like that as another notch on the belt. Even funnier was to think that there was another woman out there currently trying to get in contact with him throughout the day. Pulling up on the side of the street outside the restaurant, he glanced over the sidewalk before shutting down the engine to his car. Few people were walking nearby, as the glass windows of the building offered a bright reflection from the sunlight. Mateo got out of the car, ready to enter the restaurant.

Stepping through the door, he was greeted to a cooler feeling, beating the blazing heat outside and the sound of slow tempo Jazz music playing from the distance. Piano notes ringing out, as there were rows of tables matching the fancy dark wooden interior design of the place. Mateo looked around, deciding that he would find Alexandra himself by noticing her in the distance. Quietly walking past some tables, his eyes gazed around until he noticed the dark haired woman with pale skin. She sat down across from who Mateo could only assume was her studio producer. Elbow on the table, Alexandra rested her left hand on the side of her face, looking bored as ever while sipping on a glass of wine. Across from her was a man in a white shirt, short blonde hair and finishing up the ordered dinner. This was definitely the waiting guests. Mateo approached, causing Alexandra to turn and make eye contact with the older man now standing over their reserved table.

"Hello there... Miss Daddario, I take it?"

"Yes, that's me. You're Mr. DeLaRosa, right? Joey's agent called about twenty minutes ago."

She softly smiled, curving her pink lips and then moving her left hand to pay the open chair to the right. Mateo pulled it out, inviting himself in as the producer didn't look at him at all. Still chewing on his foot and plucking a fork from his mouth, the man's brown eyes gazed over as Mateo gave him a stern look.

"So, what's your name, Mr. Hot shot?"

The cold expression turned to a smug grin. Mateo felt he had a good read on this man, making out his body language and quiet demeanor. This man would be easy to intimidate and belittle, if the negotiations had truly stalled, as he had assumed. Setting the fork down, the man wiped his mouth before speaking.

"I'm Drew Knight. Didn't that bitch back at his office inform you of that?"

Alexandra rolled her eyes, sighing at Drew's words. All Mateo did was stare back at him before replying.

"No, she didn't tell me that. But she did tell me that you wouldn't cancel this meeting today, knowing that Joey is sitting up in the hospital with a broken arm and smashed up ribs."

"That's not my problem."

Mateo chuckled for a moment before replying.

"As a matter of fact, it is your problem now. Since you wouldn't cancel the meeting for Joey, you get to deal with me today."

He grinned back at the man and then tapped his fingers down on the table.

"So, what's the big hold up? I'm assuming it has to do with money."

Clearing her throat, Alexandra spoke up.

"Actually, no. I'm willing to take the pay cut if I still can make at least fifty thousand from this movie. It's not-"

Drew raised his right hand index finger, pointing at her. He cut her off, speaking over her.

"No no, honey! We negotiated lower than that before someone decided to shove their nose into it."

He gave Mateo a dirty look, who's eyes wandered to look at his hands. Drew was wearing two silver rings on his ring and pinky fingers. Mateo felt the need here to begin his intimidation, as he guessed this man was weak and wouldn't attempt a physical altercation if things got out of hand. Drew spoke again.

"You're not worth fifty thousand. Hell, you aren't even worth the sixty thousand that your real agent first negotiated."

"Don't give me that bullshit! You don't have any other star power in this fucking movie but me! I want my cut! Fifty thousand, that's it!"

Alexandra was quick to retort, but Mateo spoke up before they got into a bigger argument.

"That's some nice rings you've got there, Drew."

Caught off guard, the man looked back at Mateo somewhat puzzled. He carried on speaking.

"I doubt they would make up for an extra ten grand off her salary, since you're going cheap."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

This question had only made Mateo laugh. Leaning back in his chair, he spoke in a low and stern voice.

"Let's cut the chase right here. I'm not here to fuck with you, but I definitely will if I have to. I'm only here today cause you just can't help being a pain in the ass to some friends of mine. You've got Joey up in the hospital, probably won't be back in the office for another month with all the injuries he has right now."

It was a speculative lie on behalf of Mateo's voice, but the man wouldn't know that. Leaning down, he looked him right in the eye and then finished his speech.

"I'm not in the mood for your shit today, pal. If anyone's gonna be a pain in the ass to someone, leave it to me to make your fucking life miserable today."

"Are you trying to threaten me?"

Mateo nodded, quick to response.

"Yeah, I'm threatening you alright. Joey got his car smashed up in a wreck, I can make sure your car gets smashed to hell and back today."

Alexandra's big blue eyes enlarged as she swallowed her breath. Drew broke eye contact with Mateo, looking back at her to see the expression of fear across the actress' face. Mateo knew right here, that his words were having an effect and he had taken control of the situation.

"You're gonna pay this girl her fucking money. If Joey got it on contract for sixty thousand, that's the end of the story. You're gonna back out and try to nickel and dime her just cause he's in the hospital."

Mateo pointed his finger back at Drew.

"Not a penny less! You're gonna pay her, that's the end of the discussion."

Taking a deep breath, Drew exhaled and then replied, almost stuttering in his speech.

"I... I have the contract papers back in my car."

Nodding at him, Mateo smiled.

"I'll walk you out to the car. I wanna read over the papers myself."

"If you two are going out, I wanna come too."

Alexandra spoke up. Mateo motioned with his right hand, offering her a smile. The true reason he wanted to walk outside with Drew was only to make sure the man didn't get in his car and bail. All three of them stepped out of the front door in a line and then Drew walked over to his yellow Toyota car. Alexandra stood next to Mateo, smiling to him as they watched the producer open the driver's door and reach across into the passenger seat to grab his folders. He handed it over to Mateo, who quickly opened the folder and began to look over the contract sheets. Interestingly enough, they were already signed by the man himself. It was only lacking Alexandra's signature, but the contract accurately had a sum of $60,000 as her salary for the film. Mateo glared back at Drew before speaking.

"So you already signed this and weren't gonna let her since Joey wasn't here."

The man didn't answer him back, only hanging his head low. Mateo handed the folder to Alexandra and then reached into the inner pocket of his jacket to grab the black ball point pen he kept there. She took the pen, smiling side and then holding the folder across the trunk of Drew's car. Alexandra opened it and then quickly signed her name down on the blank line of the contract. Once she was done, she closed the folder and handed it back to Mateo.

"Sorry Drew, but I don't trust you. I'd rather Mr. DeLaRosa handle this paperwork."

Her words made Mateo grin smugly. He slid the pen back into his jacket pocket after she handed it over. Drew began to step back, prompting Mateo to dismiss him.

"Get the fuck out of my sight."

Almost running away in fear, Drew went to the driver's side of his car, opening the door as Mateo turned his back and began to walk alongside Alexandra.

"Oh my god, you saved my day! I can't thank you enough! That guy is such an asshole. He knew with Joey gone today, he could chew down my contract."

Smiling back at her, Mateo patted her on the shoulder, taking the folder.

"That guy's a pushover. You don't have anything to worry about now, honey."

As they began to walk down the sidewalk, Mateo approached his white Ferrari car when Alexandra stopped.

"Is this your car?"

She glanced back at him with those big blue eyes and a shocked expression across her face. He almost laughed, as this seemed to be the usual look across her face.

"Yeah, you wanna go for a ride?"

"Sure, how about we go down to the bar and I'll buy you a drink? That's the least I can do to repay your kindness for the day."

"I'm not gonna say no to that."

Not expecting her to make an offer, Mateo couldn't complain. He stepped to the driver's side door of his car, watching her slender legs move and noticing the black pair of high heel stilettos she wore. Alexandra wore a one piece black dress with small straps over her shoulders. Breasts jiggling all around as she approached the passenger side door of the sleek white car. While sitting there in the driver's seat, Mateo reached for his phone and saw that he had four text message alerts from Christina and a second missed call from her. "We need to talk... Talk now? It's about last night..." Mateo stopped reading after the third, not even bothering with her useless words. When Alexandra climbed into the passenger side of the car, he handed over the folder with her signed contract.

"Here, open the glove box under the dashboard and put that in there. I'll go put it on Joey's desk first thing in the morning."

Taking the file folder, Alexandra flashed her teeth and then popped open the glove box. Mateo took his phone, scrolling through the contact list when it began to vibrate in the silent mode. Once again, Christina Hendricks was calling him and yet again, Mateo was content with ignoring her call. His focus was going to be solely on the woman sitting next to him in his car.

"Are you about to call your office and make a stop?"

Alexandra spoke while noticing the phone in his hands. Mateo shook his head at her, grinning.

"No, work can wait until tomorrow. Let's just say I'm off the clock for now."

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1 HOUR LATER

Slow tempo music had filled the room, among the chatter of other people who occupied the wide space of the bar. A regular twelve bar blues was played at this measured tempo. Four men assembled what was a typical rock band. The singer blew into his harmonica while filling the air with covers of Muddy Waters and Howlin' Wolf's old blues standards. Mateo sat down next to Alexandra, gazing down at the empty shot glasses, offering a scratched reflection back at the shelf behind the bar with a row of bottles. As per Alexandra's choice, he took her to the bar that she usually had her drinks with Joey. Lite Lounge offered a far more relaxed environment than the show of intimidation he had put on when first meeting her. Black walls were decorated with a dark wooden interior, matching the bar itself in a simple design. All the focus had been on the band from behind, but Mateo wasn't paying them any mind.

Upon arrival, he was interested in hearing from Alexandra. He thought of poking her about the rumors he had heard back at the office among other agents who had crossed paths with her. All the woman seemed to be concerned with for the time being was Joey's health. Mateo had not met with him in the hospital, but lied and told her a tale anyway. Her face lit up in a full smile as Mateo gave her the impression that he was an older man in the company who had been mentoring Joey. It was easy for him to see that this girl clearly had feelings for the man up in the hospital. At the end of the day, Joey would owe him some favors for completing this work and that was all Mateo truly cared about, apart from going up to a hotel room with Alexandra.

"I've been stuck doing low budget for a while. It pays well, even if it's straight to streaming."

Alexandra spoke while dangling her left hand fingernails down across her empty glass. She had swallowed down her third shot of Hennessy, all while Mateo preferred to have rounds of Nomad Outland. He wanted to taste the whiskey quenching his thirst, all while he gazed back at those pretty blue eyes and took a few glances down at her cleavage. The bartender would step around back and forth, refilling drinks, as they carried on their conversation. Alexandra let out a sigh, looking over the wall in front of her as she continued to speak on her work.

"I remember when it was straight to DVD. Times have changed, but it don't feel like it."

"I guess you could say that."

He responded to her, turning his gaze to see her pale face. Alexandra licked her lips before lightly tapping the empty glass with her black painted fingernails.

"You look like you wanna ask me something. What's on your mind Mr. DeLaRosa?"

"Please, I already told you that you can call me Mateo. This isn't a business meeting."

Giggling at his response, Alexandra smirked back at him.

"Actually, there is something I've been wanting to ask you... Let's just say I've been trying hard not to ask. It's a personal question, if you will."

Raising her eyebrows, Alexandra looked back at him with a nod.

"Go right on ahead, I think I owe you one for saving my day earlier."

He chuckled, glancing down at the bar to look at the wood grain and then shooting his dark eyes back to her face. What Mateo planned on asking her was more of a personal question.

"I heard a story about you a few years ago. I'm not gonna mention his name, but he used to be your agent back at the company. He was cheating on his wife with you. The woman found out and it led to a divorce. Is it true that you called her on the phone and told her?"

Softly giggling, Alexandra leaned across the table, watching as his eyes glanced down at her heavy cleavage.

"Are you married, Mateo?"

"Nope and I don't plan on getting married any time soon."

"Good, cause I've got a thing for older men like you."

Eyes locked on her, Mateo was thinking of how he would approach this situation all day, but it seemed Alexandra had her own ideas in mind. As he sat there, the phone inside his jacket began to vibrate. Here he was, sitting there with Alexandra while another woman was ringing his phone throughout the day. For now, he was going to continue ignoring Christina as he replied back to Alexandra's words.

"Oh yeah? I'd say that you owe me a good one after the work I did for you today."

"I was just about to say that. I definitely owe you, Mateo."

Her voice called to him, almost submissively. As he gazed back at her face, Mateo began to think to himself just what kind of woman Alexandra had to be behind closed doors in moments of intimacy. She may have been in love with Joey, but there was no passion between her and Mateo. This would be a game of intense fucking. Everything came down to the question if she could handle the wave of lust he planned to unleash on her. Giving her a nod, he spoke again.

"Think you can handle a man like me?"

"What's that supposed to mean? You like to play rough?"

Slowly nodding his head to her question, Mateo replied.

"Yeah, I play hard ball. In the mood to play faster than usual tonight since I've had a few drinks."

Gazing back into her deep blue eyes, Mateo gave her a sinister grin before asking her the fateful question.

"You wanna take your chances with me?"

She almost looked nervous, but submissive. The expression across her face was difficult for Mateo to get a proper reading of her feelings. Alexandra slowly nodded, glancing down to break eye contact and then making a soft smile. This woman had no idea what she would be in for once they were arranged in a hotel room. Mateo was already thinking about booking that stay for one night. While he did desire her, she wasn't worthy of actually going home with him and witnessing the place he resided in. Alexandra was going to receive a taste, learning what kind of man he truly was. Perhaps she would desire a second dosage, as that became the impression he had for Christina Hendricks right now who wouldn't stop calling his phone. Once again, Mateo could feel the vibration inside his jacket and for another time, he was ignoring her.

"Yeah, I'll take you up. Believe me, I can handle a bit of rough play, Mateo. If that's what you wanna do, I'm down for it."

Flashing his teeth in a sinister grin, Mateo couldn't hold back his smile. Studying her deep blue eyes again, he had to think to himself. She may have felt confident, but this woman had no idea what she would be in for tonight. He only hoped Alexandra would live up to his expectation of a dirty woman, given all the rumors he heard and knowing some of her affairs.

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2 HOURS LATER

Darkness filled the room, until a lamp post on the left side of the bed was properly activated. It offered some dim light, but not enough to brighten the entire room. Alexandra fell down onto the bed, gazing up at Mateo. They had booked a hotel for one night, all while his phone continued to vibrate and shake within the inner pocket of his jacket. He ignored it when slipping the jacket off back in the kitchen and hanging it over one chair. That was almost an hour ago at this point, as he had booked the room in a hotel across town and ordered some dinner from room service. Alexandra was quiet, almost looking nervous about this agreement before they headed up to the bedroom. Mateo wasn't hungry however, as the food was served exclusively for her, but Alexandra didn't feel like eating alone. He had retreated to the living room after grabbing his phone out of his jacket.

"Call me please."

Reading that first message of Christina begging for communication with him was enough to make him grin smugly. As he glanced down the bed and looked at Alexandra's slim body, he thought about the other text messages the red haired woman had sent. The second one echoed in his mind, almost from Christina's voice.

"We need to talk about what happened the other night. Call me when you get a chance."

Words fresh in his mind from the text message, he left his phone over the coffee table in the living room. Alexandra didn't utter a word, as she looked up at Mateo and then felt his strong hands pulling at the ends of her dress. She pulled down the straps from her shoulders and then aided by him by pulling the dress up and over her head. He let go of it, watching as the black fabric slipped over her pale skin. All she wore was a matching black pair of panties and no bra. Taking a glance at her bare tits exposed, they bounced slightly. He licked his lips seeing her erect nipples before Alexandra glanced back up at his face. She tossed the dress down to the floor.

"You like my tits?"

She saw where his eyes focused and then the woman teased him by moving her hands over those soft and busty breasts, squeezing them lightly. Mateo nodded as he began to unbutton his shirt.

"Yeah, they're gonna look even better wrapped around my cock."

Alexandra giggled, biting down on her lower lip and quirking her eyebrows up.

"Ohhh, it's been a while since I've had my tits fucked."

Mateo thought about making a gesture towards Joey with that remark but he didn't want to ruin the mood bringing up the name of another man. Knowing she had feelings for him, it would've probably been offensive, as he was still up in the hospital. As he unbuttoned half way down his shirt, she got up from the bed. Rising up to her knees, Alexandra crawled forward.

"Here, let me help you with that."

Her soft hands trailed downward, as Alexandra was intent on finishing off the rest of the buttons. Mateo slipped his shirt off and then she grabbed and tugged at the front of his pants. He stepped back when she made that move.

"Get on your fucking knees if you're gonna take my pants off."

Just like that, his demeanor completely changed. Alexandra gazed up at him, looking confused. Perhaps she had forgotten that he wanted to play a game of hardball. Mateo reached for the back of her head, She gasped as he snatched her up by the hair, shoving her face into his hairy chest. Moaning softly, Alexandra was taken by complete surprise before Mateo moved her head to facing him. His lips pushed to hers and then he kissed her hard and deep. It wasn't a passionate kiss, but one to plunge his tongue down her throat, in hopes of quickly lighting those lustful flames. Alexandra moaned into his mouth, closing her eyes. Mateo pressed his hands to those soft firm tits, squeezing them hard. When the kiss broke, he shoved his face between her breasts, licking and sucking on them.

"Ohhhhhh, yes."

Alexandra moaned, biting down on her lower lip to softly purr. His lips moved her right nipple, licking and sucking it. Mateo bit down to test the erectness poking up. Their eyes met again before he pulled away, watching those tits slightly shake and bounce when he moved his hands away from her. His rock hard cock was poking up in the front of his pants.

"On the floor, now."

Speaking to her with authority in a stern voice, Mateo was establishing this moment as taking full control. Alexandra's knees hit the carpet floor down below and then she raised her hands up to the front of his belt. Once it came undone, she unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down quietly. Moving her hands to the sides, she tugged his pants and underwear down in unison, allowing his hardened rod to spring out, nearly smacking across her face. A low gasp was heard from her voice, as he soon could feel her breath blowing down across his length. Alexandra licked her lips while Mateo stepped his feet out from his pants and underwear so they weren't wrapped around his ankles. Reaching up with her small right hand, she gripped his cock and began to gaze up at his face, barely twitching her wrapped fingers.

"Start stroking. Don't just sit there and fucking hold it."

Again, he called to her in that harsh low tone. Alexandra began to pump her hand up and down, pouting as she wanked his cock.

"Don't worry, I was gonna to!"

Quirking up his eyebrow, Mateo smiled at her sense of attitude. Once again, he thought to himself how this woman had no idea what she was in for tonight. A small hint wouldn't spoil the entire surprise. As she continued to work her hand back and forth over his cock, he kept grinning down at her.

"Hard enough for you yet? Big enough to suck on?"

Alexandra gave him a puzzled look, but that was general expression with those big blue eyes.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah. I only suck big cocks if you were wondering."

"I never had any doubt in my mind."

Her eyes remained locked on him as she slid the head of his shaft between her soft pink lips. Alexandra sucked on the head, then abruptly released it with a popping noise. She slid her hand down to the base, holding his cock upward as she darted her tongue out and licked the underside, bringing it back up to the head. This time when she slipped the head between her lips, Alexandra proceeded to suck her way down. Bobbing her head up and down the first few inches in a slow pace.

"Ohhhh, yeah... There you go, Alexandra."

She broke eye contact, closing her eyes momentarily as she pushed her lips further down. Mateo couldn't help but stand there and consider the other agents this girl had who she had sucked off. Going slow at first, Alexandra was still in the beginning, slobbering her way up and down his shaft as her right hand still held the base. She pulled her lips back, releasing his cock again with another popping sound. This time, she spit on it and then began to jerk it back and forth with her right hand.

"Mmmmmm, you like that?"

Teasing him with her words, Alexandra parted her lips again and then stuck her tongue out. Smack. Smack. Smack. That was the sound created from her slapping the head of his dick against her wet tongue. Mateo smirked down at her as she playfully teased him. When Alexandra wrapped her lips back around his pole, this time she moved her hand away as she proceeded to devour him a second time. Sucking it inch by inch, her head bobbed up and down, all while he stood there waiting for the right moment to take control and properly face-fuck her. Alexandra shoved her lips all the way down, lightly gagging as the head of his cock reached the back of her throat and her lips buried into his pubic hairs. This deep-throating exercise only lasted a few seconds before Alexandra pulled her lips back.

This was the moment for him to take control. Planting both hands down on the side of her head, Mateo made a quick thrust by bucking his hips. Alexandra stopped sucking and her eyes gazed up at him as she could feel his fingers tightening around her hair. Holding her in place, he began to thrust his cock down her throat. Alexandra gagged, nearly choking at the first feeling of his aggressive pace, but she closed her eyes and raised her hands to his legs. Feeling her cold palms against his skin, he braced himself as he began to fuck her mouth. Mateo groaned, letting out load moans. Bucking his hips harder and faster, he stared down at those big blue hues as he slammed his cock to the back of her throat and slowed down to a complete halt.

"So you only suck big cocks huh? Let's see if you're telling me the fucking truth."

Gripping her hair tighter, he began to thrust down her throat like before. Mateo moaned, picking up speed as Alexandra began to make slobbering and sucking noises.

"GWAK-GWAK-GWAK-KAH-KAH!"

Hearing these sounds only made him fuck her mouth harder and faster. Drool began to leak from the corners of her mouth and then Mateo pushed her all the way down. Holding her still, he could feel his cock hit the back of her throat as she choked on the entirety of his long length.

"Yeah, just like that, show me what a nasty cocksucker you are, bitch!"

To call her a bitch would certainly raise the temperature and intensity of the moment. Mateo stepped back and abruptly pulled his cock from her mouth. Alexandra gasped as long strings of saliva dangled from his now spit soaked, shiny cock and back to her gaping mouth. She swallowed her breath, breaking the saliva strings that fell down to her great big tits.

"You want more?"

Mateo couldn't help but taunt her with that question. Alexandra didn't reply as he moved her hands down to her breasts, squeezing her own nipples. He moved his right hand to the front of her head, gripping her hair once again.

"I asked you a question, bitch! Do you want more!?"

Swallowing her breath again, Alexandra spit all over his shaft.

"Yeah, I want more! Fuck my face!!"

With that reply, Mateo gripped her hair tighter and shoved his cock back between her lips.

"Be careful what you fucking wish for."

For a second round of fucking her pretty face, Mateo had no reason to hold himself back. He began to buck his hips again, driving every inch of his dick down her throat and listening to the gagging and sucking noises that this action created.

"KAH-GWAH-GWAK-GWAH-KAH!"

Still fucking her mouth, he suddenly came to a halt and pushed her all the way down again for another round of deep-throating action. Her gag reflexes were superb, but it still wasn't enough to prevent Alexandra from choking on his entire length. Her eyes watered up as she pinched her own nipples. Mateo pulled her head back, bringing her lips to the head of his shaft but without releasing it. He moved his right hand to the back of her head and proceeded to thrust once again. With full deep thrusts, her lips would meet at the base of his cock and pull back out. Saliva began to leak from the corners of her mouth once more, as the tears streamed down her cheeks. Alexandra kept her eyes closed, hands still on her breasts squeezing them as Mateo continued to fuck her mouth.

"GWAH-GWAK-GWAH-GWAK-GWAH!"

Those slobbering and sucking noises rang out as music to his ears. This was what he had been wanting to do with her all day since their time back at the bar. The rest of the day had become completely lost to Mateo as he was locked in, skull-fucking her into the night. As he slowed down, he bucked his hips a few more times, just for good measure to finish with fucking her mouth. He spread his legs, stepping back as he slowly pulled his cock from her mouth. A flood of saliva ran out of her mouth, dripping down her chin with a few strings breaking off to her tits below. Alexandra coughed, sending more spit out from her mouth. As she caught her breath, Mateo snapped his fingers to get her complete attention.

"Hold those titties up and show me if you know what to do next."

Like before, she swallowed her breath and gazed up at him. He moved two fingers of his right hand down to the base of his shaft, holding it upward as Alexandra raised her big tits up and sandwiched his cock directly between them. Her mouth remained open as she glanced up at his face, looking distraught. Mateo moaned at the feeling of those famous breasts wrapped around his dick. He wasted no time beginning to thrust, feeling every inch of his cock against her smooth soft skin.

"Ohhhhhhh, you like my tits, huh?"

He didn't answer her pointless question. Mateo's eyes were focused on the action below her chin, watching as his cock sliped down and then thrust upward. He moved his right hand to the back of her head. Not wanting to look at her face while he was fucking those tits.

"Open your fucking mouth."

His words were a direct order from his stern voice. He planted his hands onto her shoulders as Alexandra parted her lips. Every time he thrust up, she flicked her tongue across the head. All that did was make Mateo pump his cock hard and faster between her tits. Alexandra began to make an effort to suck on the head when it would poke up. Pop. Pop. Pop. That was the sound of his cock pulling out from between her lips with each thrust. Moaning and exhaling deeply, he continued to fuck those tits in a solid rhythm.

"Damn, that feels so good."

Groaning aloud, Mateo watched as she raised her head, almost smiling as he continued to pump his cock between her tits.

"Ohhhhh, yeah it does."

Her eyes shifted away to glance back down, watching the head of that thick shaft poke back up with Mateo's last thrust. As Alexandra moaned, he moved his hands off her shoulders and pulled his cock from her tits. His right hand snatched her up by the dark locks of her hair as Mateo tugged, pulling Alexandra up until she was standing in her heels.

"I think you're ready to get fucked. I know I'm ready to fuck you."

"Ohhh yeah?"

Eyes widening, she glared back at him. This wasn't a time for kissing as Mateo reached for her chin. He cupped her chin with his palm, moving his fingers to her cheeks and squeezing to part her lips in an O.

"You've gotta look in your eye like you haven't been fucked properly in years, I gotta tell you that."

Letting go of her face, he shoved her back. Alexandra braced herself as watched him take a few steps back, surveying her body with a quick glance. She was still wearing that pair of black panties, as the only remaining clothes on her body. Snapping his fingers, he pointed with his right hand down below.

"Take those off."

"Why don't you do it?"

A snarky response. Mateo couldn't contain his grin from hearing that tone in her voice. Reaching for her neck with his right hand, he gripped it, feeling her gasp and throat muscles move while his left hand pulled at the front of her panties. He began to choke her while pulling her panties hard enough to tear the fabric, ripping them off. His eyes wandered down as he let go of her neck, giving Alexandra a moment to catch her breath as he caught sight of her freshly shaved pussy. Her vulva lips glistened in wetness. If not for black as the color, perhaps he would've seen a wet spot at the front of those panties.

"How do you want me!? Or better yet, where do you wanna fuck me!?"

Alexandra's voice almost came out in a growl of intense lust. Mateo planned on having her on the bed but on second thought, his eyes glanced around the bedroom. He noticed a wooden makeup table sitting near the left side of the door, right outside the private bathroom. Taking another look at her, he reached for her neck again. Alexandra didn't gasp this time as he gripped her throat and then moved behind her. Mateo only let go of her neck to instead grab her hair for a tight grip.

"Let's use this table right here instead of the bed."

His words had clearly caught her by surprise as Alexandra gasped. Mateo walked her forward towards the makeup table and then roughly bent her over on it. Her breasts pressed against the cold wooden surface. He let go of her hair and then had a new command.

"Hands behind your back, babe."

"Ohhhh, you do like to play rough, huh?"

As Alexandra was bent over, Mateo had a perfect view of her bum. He watched her arms flex behind her back, as if she were ready to have her wrists tied or handcuffed. Ignoring the position of her wrists for now, Mateo gripped his cock and began to rub it between her legs. Feeling her wet thighs as the dark haired woman moaned out to him.

"You ready for this, Alexandra?"

"Mmmmmmm, yeah. Give it to me. Fuck me right up against this table like a dirty whore."

Spank! His hand slapped across her bum. The feeling of his palm striking across was enough to make Alexandra groan. Mateo continued to rub his cock across her vulva lips, teasing her before moving his left hand to grip at one of her wrists. All in an effort to make sure her arms were locked behind her back before he began to thrust his cock into that warm, tight cunt. Alexandra moaned.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah. Give it to me..."

Mateo slapped his right hand across the right side of her ass again.

"What's that? You gonna beg for it like a good little slut?"

Again, his hand smacked across her buttocks. Alexandra screamed as he began to slowly thrust. There was the option to have her call him Sir, but Mateo didn't want to hear that from Alexandra's mouth. Right now, there was only one woman in the world he preferred to call him Sir while being fucked and also thank him for it.

"Yes, give it to me! I'm a good, dirty little slut for you! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!"

"Ask and you shall receive."

To hear her scream like that, Mateo was satisfied with Alexandra's enthusiasm. He began to buck his hips, thrusting his cock into her pussy as his left hand fingers gripped at her wrist tighter. She moaned, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth. A growling moan echoed through the room as she screamed again. Her face lay across the table, turned to the right side as her hair moved into her face. Alexandra screamed aloud for him.

"OHHHH, OHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!"

Mateo was fucking her in a rhythm now, his balls smacking against her ass while he thrust again and again with each passing second. He thought of slapping her ass again but instead reached up with his right hand and snatched her by the hair. As he pulled her hair, Alexandra's front body was lifted off the table, allowing her breasts to shake and bounce around as he continued to thrust his cock into her. Her long locks of dark hair sway into her face, blocking view if only her eyes were open. She gritted her teeth once more, snarling and then letting out a growling moan.



"YES, YESSSS, YESSSSSSS!! FUCK ME, OHHHHHH GOD!! THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT!!"

He abruptly let go of her hair and used his right hand to spank her again. Once, twice, and then a third final time. The table began to shake up against the wall, rattling the mirror and creating a loud banging noise.

"FUUUUUCCCCCCCCKK!!"

Alexandra screamed again as Mateo continued to fuck her. Her voice echoed from the bedroom and throughout the hotel suite. He didn't stop. Letting go of her wrist with his left hand, Mateo watched as Alexandra finally moved her hands out from behind her back and reached forward to grab at the opposite end of the table. She held onto it as he slowed down but still thrusting hard into that juicy cunt. Teeth barred once again, Alexandra began growling. Mateo slapped her ass with his right hand and began taunting her.

"Oh, what's that? You gonna cum all over my cock, you nasty little whore?"

Reaching for her hair, Mateo took another hard tug as he had her snatched up. Alexandra whimpered, raising her head up as her fingertips lost the sweaty grip at the edge of the table.

"I can't hear you! Talk to me, you bitch!"

With his free hand, Mateo spanked her ass, still yanking at her hair. Alexandra screeched, gritting her teeth again as she could still feel that cock slowly pumping inside of her.

"Oh god, OHHHHH GOD, YESSS, YESSSSSS!! MAKE ME CUM!!"

"Say please!"

He spoke while still gripping her hair. Mateo tapped her ass for one final spank, awaiting her response.

"PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!! PLEASE MAKE ME FUCKING CUM!!"

Now he was satisfied to hear her beg in such a desperate manner. With a few final thrusts, Mateo let go of her hair. Alexandra opened her eyes, briefly rolling them back as her legs began to shake and she finally reached the breaking point of her impending climax. She cried out in pleasure, all while Mateo's cock was met with that warm sensational feeling of her juices covering it. He moved his hands away from her, stepping back and pulling his cock from her pussy to witness some excess juices squirting down her thighs. Alexandra needed a moment to catch her breath and recover from such a hard orgasm. Mateo however, had other concerns regarding his own load. He reached for her hair, snatching her up again and then turning Alexandra back around to face him.

"Get down on your knees and clean this fucking cock!"

He yelled at her, adjusting her down on the floor. All she did was look up at him obediently, then gaze at his rod sticky and coated in her own juices. Opening her mouth, Alexandra wasted no time shoving that fat dick back between her lips. Mateo moved his hands to his hips, feeling high and mighty as the actress cleaned his shaft with her slutty mouth. 'Mmmmmm', she moaned a muffled sound while swirling her tongue around his dick from within those closed lips. Pulling back, Alexandra released his cock with a popping noise, swallowing down her own juices. She gripped his shaft and kissed the head while glancing up at him with her big blue hues.

"Mmmmmmm, I know you didn't cum yet. So I have to wonder, do you wanna cum on my face or-"

Shaking his head, Mateo cut her off in speech as he took his cock from her and motioned with his left hand.

"Bring those titties back up and put 'em to work."

"Ohhhhh, so you wanna cum on my tits then?'

Ignoring her question, Mateo watched as Alexandra pushed his cock back between her breasts. She squeezed her tits around his length, leaning down and spitting on the head to prepare them. Her face was battle scarred from this rough fucking, as the tears from earlier had smeared the small bit of mascara in the corner of her left eye. This time, Alexandra was doing all the work, leaving Mateo to stand there as she slowly pumped her tits up and down his shaft. Gazing up at his face, she pushed her lips out, revealing her barred teeth in an effort to give an expression of hunger, but he wasn't paying attention to that. He didn't need to look at her face right now while watching his cock pump up and down between those tits.

"Ohhhh yeah, you like that? You like having that big cock right between my tits?"

Again, he ignored her. Mateo groaned and let out a loud moan, causing Alexandra to half smile as she continued to work her tits up and down. She had to know he was close. As the seconds passed and her breasts continued to slide up and down every inch of that cock, he continued to groan. Exhaling deep breaths, he waited until the time was right and then he reached down and pulled his cock out from between her tits. Alexandra knew what to do, as she moved her hands underneath and held her breasts up, as if she had done this dozens of times in the past.

"Cum on me! Cum on me!"

She closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip after speaking low demands. Mateo stroked his cock, aiming downward and then groaned. His face scrunched up as he gritted his teeth and watched strings of cum splatter onto her lovely breasts. Alexandra moaned at the feeling of his cum now glazing across her pale skin. Mateo groaned again, watching as he fired off the final wads of cum, striking high enough to give her a proper pearl necklace. Once he felt his orgasm coming to a close, he squeezed his cock, witnessing the final drops fall and land across her right nipple. Smiling up at him, Alexandra giggled. Mateo was left thinking of all the other lucky men who had covered those tits in cum, as he knew he couldn't have been the first.

"I take it that you haven't had cum on your tits in a while, huh?"

"It's been three years."

The grin across her face was enough to tell Mateo that she was speaking truthful words to him.

"Spoken like a true nasty slut, I'll give you that."

He chuckled and turned to step away from her, leaving Alexandra on her knees dripping in his cum. To fuck her like that was enough to make this day worth all the trouble he went through. Mateo began to think about the other woman he had fucked earlier this week. That special buxom red head who couldn't stop calling or texting his phone. Stepping out of the bedroom and back into the living room of the hotel suite, he grabbed his phone from the coffee table. Eager to see how many more missed calls and text messages he had, the man was surprised to see there was nothing new. Christina must have given up at this point in trying to contact him. All that did was make him grin, knowing that he could stall the day and it would aggravate her.

"I need to get a shower, you wanna join me?"

Alexandra called out to Mateo, poking her head through the doorway to see him standing there with his phone in hand. He shook his head at her, watching as the smile dropped from her face.

"No, you go clean up. I've gotta call my office."

She didn't utter a word in response, but the look on her face told him that she was disappointed that he didn't want to join her. Mateo didn't care after feeding her a quick lie. The time was currently 6:40, a fresh evening with a whole night ahead. He waited until he could hear the faucets running water from the bathroom and then he tapped his phone to call Christina Hendricks up. The phone rang several times, leaving Mateo to wonder if she was giving him the silent treatment in return of how he did her. Just when he thought the phone was going to reach voice mail, she answered.

"Hey..."

Hearing her voice made him grin smugly. He sat down on the couch while teasing her in his response.

"Hey! You've been trying to get a hold of me all day, haven't you?"

"Yes I have."

The tone in Christina's voice told him that she had to be annoyed at his lack of answering her calls or text messages. Mateo chuckled, almost as if he were mocking her.

"So what's up, babe? Since you've been calling my cellphone, I figure that you don't wanna talk about work."

"Actually no, you're right. I wanted to talk about the other night."

Once again, he grinned. Licking his lips slowly at the thought of their rough first night of hard fucking. To have this conversation after fucking Alexandra had only made him feel more lucky.

"Oh yeah? What about it?"

Hesitant to reply, Christina breathed into the phone.

"You did some things to me that I can't stop thinking about."

"I gave you a night you couldn't forget. Is that what you've been calling me all fucking day to talk about?"

Again, she breathed into the phone. It was an aggravated sigh. Mateo was about to speak again when Christina replied.

"Yes. I wanted to know when you'd be free for another date. Just you and me."

Surprised by her words, Mateo took a moment to think. After how rough he was with Christina, his curiosity was roaming of how she wanted a second go around with him. Before he could respond however, she spoke again.

"But given how you don't answer your phone, you've got me taking a second guess."

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?"

She giggled into the phone.

"Maybe I'm too hot for you to handle."

A statement like that gave Mateo the impression of a challenge. Christina was teasing him, giggling again. If her plan was to make herself the front and center of his mind, she had accomplished the goal.

"I'll be in touch tomorrow."

"Really? When? Are you gonna call me in the morning or when?"

There was no reason for him to answer her questions. He moved the phone out from his ear and tapped a finger across the screen to hang up. Mateo was going to let Christina spend the night thinking about how and when he would get in touch with her. A woman like that was worthy of pulling surprises out of the hat for. Tomorrow would be an easy morning, as he had to go up to the office and bring in Alexandra's contract. He thought about getting dressed and leaving that woman behind at the hotel right now to go back home. It would be rude, but what the hell did he care? She could call an Uber to get back across town later. On second thought, that was what he planned to do. Hurrying back into the bedroom to grab his clothes, clutching the phone in his hand. Mateo wanted to sleep in his own bed, maybe take a moment laying there to consider some plans for Christina tomorrow.

TO BE CONTINUED

[extreme1]

A fantastic chapter, this series is shaping up to be something real special!

[Viri]

At long last. I think it took you long enough to finally write Alex lol

[diamond_luv]

Can't wait to see who is next.

Looks like Christina will be having a visit soon.