He squeezed my ass harder, daring me to do it again. I did. And this time, he met the movement, his hold on me firm as he raised his hips and pressed his hard cock to my panty-covered pussy, rubbing my clit.
My lips parted with moans I couldn’t keep down to save my life. The air knocked out of me with a soft choke, and I wrapped around him tighter, rolling my hips faster.
I threw my head back with a gasp, my hands holding onto the back of his neck like he was the only solid thing in my world. Every brush of his lips against my skin sent my heartbeat down between my legs.
He pulled me back suddenly, just enough to look at me – really look. His eyes were dark, hooded, burning with danger and something that made my breath catch. His arm was wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me down so tight I couldn’t move my
“Francesca,” He warned, low and rough. He was so hard andbig, it was making me whine on him just for the lightest brush of release.
“Matteo,” Breathing hard, I cupped his jaw, my lips swollen from him, my pulse racing so fast it felt like it filled the room. He wanted to stop, but I needed him right now; likethis. “Please, don’t stop… I need this… I needyou. So bad.Please.”
I caught the tick in his jaw.
And then he was kissing me again – deeper, messier, like neither of us wanted the night to end.
When his arm loosened around my waist, I felt the rush of excitement like an addict, immediately taking my chance to ride him. I rolled my hips into him, fast and hard, needing him to make me come more than I needed to breathe in air.
His hands came under my dress again, rounding my ass and grabbing me hard, using his hold on me to reinforce my movements.
My lips were parted against his, breathing him in hard, our teeth almost touching. My orgasm lit up like gasoline, forming at my core before exploding and rocking through my entire body. I closed my eyes, seeing stars. I held onto Matteo harder; rode him with even more excitement than before, feeling every single stroke of him against me.
But just when I was coming back from my high and began slowing down my movements, he tightened his huge arms around me.
One of his arms wrapped around my waist, lifting me a little higher; his other hand flowed down the valley of my ass, and under my skimpy underwear before cupping my cheek and digging his fingers in. He wrapped around me tight, holding me in place before beginning to move me the way he liked it.
A gasp escaped me as Matteo rubbed my pussy on his hard cock, under my soaked underwear now staining hissuit. I went lightheaded as another orgasm coiled in my tummy. My hands flew passionately to the side of his face, holding him close, and he dipped his head, pressing his face into my cleavage.
He breathed me in deep, groaning and pushing harder into me, as if he needed to feel the softness of my skin all around him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him close, lowering my lips to his temple. And he did the same; he wrapped both of his cruel, bulging arms around my waist and thrusted once – hard – exactly where I needed him.
“Oh, my God, Matteo…”
“That’s it,princesa. Come for me again.”
Thrust.
“You’re so fucking wet… Come on. Fucking drench my suit.”
Thrust.
“Let me fucking hear you. How goddamn good is it?”
Thrust.
He laughed, low and deep. “Look at you. This is the best fucking dick you’ve ever had, isn’t it, baby?”
Moan after moan left my throat as my second orgasm rocked through me. And he kissed my neck, thanking me for letting him hear me like this.
He groaned hard, and I knew he was there too. He came all over my pussy, not stopping his thrusts until he ruined my panties, filling them with his cum.
Marking me as his. At least for the moment.
When he finally stopped, I fell on top of him, breathing harder than I’d ever had in my life. Bliss sparked behind my eyes, easing me off my own pleasure and relaxing my muscles.
Matteo turned his face to me, brushing my cheek with his nose, and I turned to him.
One look, and our lips met, slow and passionate.
