Bruno

If she thinks that no matter how much she is denied I know I mess with her. I also know that I have to fight to show her that I'm not her ex's asshole.
Who did he think he was? That Fernanda would come back to him? The guy was crazy even if he thinks I'm going to let him try to win her back. Fernanda was mine and nothing and no one will take her away from me.
Now I'm in front of my laptop looking at the screen and instead of working, no! I'm thinking about this woman how she messes with my senses.
How is this beautiful woman able to unleash the beast on me without knowing I had one?
— Fernanda, Fernanda, what should I do to win you over? – I ask myself.
She was really skittish, if my mom saw her she would say she's using a protective shield and maybe that's it! I want her so bad I know it's sudden.
Yes since I first saw her I already want her. Now I keep imagining the big guys who are chasing her like they were puppies. Just thinking about any man touching her makes me want to go after them and punch every man who looks at her differently.
Fernanda was mine and nobody else's and I'm going to do everything to show this woman that I'm her man and not that asshole of her ex. Who did that man think owned her?
No, this Otavio looked more like a sucker. I'm going to protect this woman from this man and then from him going to her house and harassing her. Yes I was worried about this man hanging around the woman I want.
I know I'm not going to work anyway, I don't even know what I'm doing standing here when the only woman I want is close by. Oh how I wish she was here in my living room.
Ah, my desire is to call her now and call her to my room and ask her to close the door. And I start to dream or have fantasies about her and I close my eyes and I surrender to my dream it would start like this:
- Close the door! — I ask her and she looks at me curious and at the same time afraid not knowing what would happen.
'The door, sir?' she asks fearfully, it was like she really wanted to run away.
— Yes, the Fernanda door! — I ask again and I watch her close the blessed door and she stands there and I look at her seeing how her breathing was accelerated and I get up and follow her knowing that she wanted the same thing as me.
The faster I was heading towards her she quickly turns around and stands against me and facing the door as if she wants to leave and of course I don't.
I put my hand on the door to stop her from leaving. And seeing her there with her back to me, showing how cornered she was, I had nowhere to go and I get close to her ear and say:
— Where do you think Fernanda is going? – I ask softly in her ear and watching as her body was there trembling because of me.
— Ah, I have to sort out some things, Mr. Mendes. - She says and I take mine in her hair and push it to the side away from her ear and leaving her there with no hair to get in my way.
— Actually, you have some to solve with me, Fernanda! — I warn her that she shudders against me.
“Sir, please let me out…” She whispers and the drugging way she says sir makes me even harder.
- Not yet my fairy, I need to touch you! - I answer whispering in her ear and I give a light bite to her earlobe making her soften against me.
"Please..." She asks and groans when I do it again and I go down her neck and take a light bite leaving the mark on her neck.
- Please what? - I encourage her and my hands go down to her hips and I lift her making her feel my cock against her.
“Sir…” She stutters again and I bump my hips against hers and she gives a little cry.
— Tell me my fairy… — I encourage her again to say what she wanted.
- I can not do this! She says whimpering when I rub her.
- Yes you can! - I moan against her ear and keep talking to her saying like this: - Free my fairy, show me how you love me and I'll show you that the two of us were made for each other and that I'm the man you'll make you happy! — I speak to her.

And I hear a noise from my cell phone ringing and I end up waking up from my erotic dream I was having with Fernanda and damn it's a good thing the door is closed because I was there dreaming about her and my cock wrapped in my hand.
I look again at my cell phone that had stopped ringing and I didn't even want to know who was calling me, all I wanted most was to think about my fairy again, that's my fairy she is. I was still shocked at how lost I was thinking about her and it felt so good.
Honestly I don't know how I got lost in this dream or fantasy that's what I wanted to do with her. Pull her into my arms and make love to her on the table, against the door on top of me while I was sitting in the chair she was sitting with his cock impaled inside her.
The other fantasy I want to do with her is to lay her against my table and lift the damn dress she's wearing and rip off her panties and bite her pussy and then spank her with my cock.
My cell phone rings again and the urge I have is to attack him against the wall for making my fantasies go down the water and the cell phone keeps ringing and when I look at it and see Carolina's number I almost groan in disgust.
I haven't seen her in months since I've seen her and I didn't feel like talking to her at all. I look at my dick and notice that it's even softened, just seeing that it was Carolina.
I put my dick back in my underwear and go to the bathroom that I had inside my living room and there I wash my hands and I also splash water on my face and when I look at the time I get scared to see that it was after five o'clock in the morning. late and I groan in frustration knowing that I would definitely be in traffic at this hour.
My cell phone rings again and I go to it and put it on silent, knowing that Carolina wouldn't give up trying to keep calling me. I decide to leave and grab my backpack and before leaving I save the files and close the notebook system.
When I'm leaving my room, I hear Fernanda's voice and it seems that she was on a phone call due to the time everyone had gone to her house.
— Daughter, I'm leaving work! And let your sister know we're going out to dinner. — She warns and leaves her room and comes face to face with me and I could see how she turned red just seeing me says: — Hi, Mr. Mendes! She says stuttering.
— Hi, Fernanda already asked you to call me Bruno, didn't I? I remember her and I hear a scream and I'm surprised at the strength she gives. — Sorry, did I interrupt your call?
— Oh, sorry, Mr. Mendes is my daughter! She stutters and I speak again.
— Fernanda, my name is Bruno and not Mr. Mendes! I warn again and I hear the voice laughing and I ask.
"I think your daughter agrees with me that you should call me by my name, shouldn't you?" — I provoke her and I hear a yes and Fernanda looks at me and says:
"I think you got it wrong, she didn't say anything!" - She says angry and I think she's more beautiful.
“Well, I don't think so! — I answer her and keep talking, let's go to the elevator? “I call her and see her saying something like you pay me and end the call.
- Yes let's go! — She responds reluctantly and when we get there we are lucky that the elevator is on our floor and when we enter it, I notice that Fernanda moves away from me and I look at her and say:
— Calm down Fernanda, I won't bite unless you want to! — I warn her with a wink and she rolls her eyes at me and the elevator arrives she simply says:
— Good evening, Mr. Mendes! "She says goodbye before giving me any more chances and practically runs off and leaves leaving me standing there and of course I go after her like she's a puppy and when I find her she's getting in her car and I pull her into my arms and Warning:
"You didn't say good night to me!" — I speak to her.
— Yes, I said good night, Mr. Mendes! she responds and I wrap my hand behind the back of her head and bring her mouth to mine and our lips touch.
 And it doesn't take long a kiss that starts very slow turns into an explosion and we stay like that for a long time kissing and when we stop kissing each other eye to eye and I get even more excited to see how her lips were swollen and knowing soon she would be in mine bed!
— Now yes, good night my angel! - I kiss her again and wait for her to get in the car, stunned.
- Angel? She whispers in surprise.
— Yes you are my angel! — I warn her and before closing her car door I say: — Oh and Fernanda, dream of me! — I ask with a wink and I go to my car and I'm waiting for her to start the car and it doesn't take long she does it and I'm sure we'll be the two of us dreaming about each other!