The Heiress' Revenge-Chapter 116

M E L I S S A

I smiled as the door clicked open. I didn’t bother to turn. I knew who it was, Angelo came up behind me

He looked... pleased. He set his hands on my shoulders.

"You did a great job," he said his voice a low hum in the quiet room. "Truly. I have to admit, I didn’t think you could make it all seem so... possible in a very short time."

I allowed myself a small tight smile in the reflection. "I told you I could handle him. Dante and I... we have a history and you know that... I know him better than anyone. I know what makes him feel guilty. What makes him panic. What makes him shut down." I turned around to face him leaning back against the cool window. "I know every single one of his buttons. All I had to do was push them in the right order."

Angelo’s eyes were bright admiring as he reached out and took the wine glass from my hand, taking a sip himself. "The divorce papers were a masterstroke. Handing them to her like that, so cold and clinical. I almost believed it myself watching."

"He didn’t even have to act much," I said with a shrug. "He just had to be quiet." The guilt was already eating him alive. All I had to do was steer it."

His smile faded a little.

He put the glass down on a table. "The children though," he said, his voice dropping. "Having him say he was taking the children... Melissa that was... cruel. That wasn’t part of the plan. We agreed. Upset her, break her, get the divorce started but taking her children? That’s a different kind of hell."

I felt a flash of irritation.

Why was he getting soft now? "The plan changed," I said, my voice hardening. "I saw the opportunity. I saw how completely it would destroy her and I took it. Isn’t that what you wanted?" I took a step closer to him. "I want her to feel everything I felt when I had nothing and I want Dante to be so miserable so trapped in the mess he’s made that he can’t even breathe. She needs to pay for what she did to you to... don’t you think?"

"You really are something else," he murmured. He reached out his fingers tangling in my hair not gently. He pulled me to him, his other arm wrapping around my waist, locking me against his body. "A beautiful ruthless nightmare."

Then his mouth was on mine.

He kissed me possessivl, hungrily and claiming. I kissed him back just as fiercely, my fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt.

When he finally pulled back, we were both breathing hard. He rested his forehead against mine.

"My uncle has no idea what he let go," Angelo whispered his voice rough. "And he has no idea what he’s in for."

I smiled against his lips the taste of wine and victory shared between us. "No," I agreed softly. "He doesn’t. And by the time he figures it out it will be far, far too late."

"I want you baby," he said, his voice rough. "God, I’ve missed you so much being far away from you for days has been nothing short of torture. Everyday I see you with Dante... I have to fight back the urge to drag you away and fuck you right there."

I smiled against his lips. "Missed me? You were right there but but yeah I felt it too. Your eyes on me. Made me wet just thinking about this."

He groaned low. "You’re killing me...Come here." His hands slid down my sides. Grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up slow. "Lift your arms Let me see those tits I’ve been dreaming about."

I raised my arms and he yanked the shirt off tossing it aside as his eyes locked on my bra. Black lace. "Fuck, look at you. So sexy. Unhook it. Show me what’s mine."

I reached back snapping the clasp and letting it fall. My nipples hardened in the cool air. "They’re so hard for you already."

His hands cupped them. His thumbs rubbed the peaks. "So full. Perfect. I could suck them all day and never get tired, but first, your pants. Off. Now."

I kicked off my shoes unzipping my my jeans and wiggling them down, standing in just panties. "Your turn... Strip for me. I want to see that hard cock I know you’ve got."

He grinned undressing. "See? All for you. Bulging for my ruthless girl."

"Take them off," I said desperately"Let me see it. Stroke it for me."

He pushed his briefs down his cock sprang free, thick, veins pulsing. He wrapped a hand around it, stroking slow. "Like this? Watching me jerk my dick while you stand there half naked? Makes me want to bend you over right now."

"I need to taste you... sit on the couch and spread those legs."

I did as told, spreading my legs. "Look at me dripping for you... eat my pussy like you missed it."

He dropped to his knees. Hands on my thighs. Pushed them farther. "So wet....Smells so good. I’ve missed this cunt." His tongue flicked out licking

"Oh fuck," I moaned. "Yes. Lick harder. Suck my clit."

"Deeper," I said, grabbing his hair him. "Make me cum on your face."

He thrust fingers faster. Tongue lapped. "Cum for me soak my mouth."

"Yes! Right there... don’t fucking stop! Oh god Angelo!" I came hard.

He got up flipping me on all fours, his hands on my hips with his cock head at my entrance. Rubbed it up and down. "Fuck you’re tight. Gripping me already."

He thrust full his balls against me. "Take it hard." Pulled back slamming in hard and fast.

"Yes! Fuck me! Harder!" I cried pushing back. Met each thrust.

He pulled out, turning me and laying back on the couch with my spread. He climbed on. Slid back in easy"Missed your eyes. Locked on mine while I fuck you deep." He said thrusting in slow and deep.

"Kiss me," I said, pulling his head down. "Mmm. Your cock feels so good. Filling me up."

He fucked me to oblivion till we both reached our orgasm. He collapsed on me with his cock still inside me as we both breath heavily.

"I’ve missed so much," he whispered, kissing my neck.