I lift slightly and gyrate my hips, and somethinginside me ignites.
“That … that feels good,” I tell him.
“Good girl. Do that again.”
He grips the curves of my waist and helps me ride him.
“There,” I breathe out when we hit a spot that lights a spark within me.
“That’s it,” he murmurs. “Keep riding me. Use me for your pleasure.”
Little by little, using his dick like it’s my personal play toy, I find what feels good and repeat the motion over and over again until heat begins to spread through my body.
“I feel it,” he says. “You’re so damn close. Take what you need, baby.”
A few more swivels of my hips, and an orgasm, unlike anything I’ve felt, rips through me.
I scream out Matteo’s name, and he pulls my mouth to his, swallowing my cries as we both ride out our climaxes.
“Now, you fucking came,” he says with a smile against my lips. “Don’t you ever fucking fake an orgasm with me again. Or I’ll bend you over and spank that luscious ass. Got it?”
Too out of breath to speak, I simply nod.
“Good,” he says. “Now, let’s take this to the bedroom. I’m nowhere near done with you.”
“What?” I gasp. “What about your cake?”
“Fuck my cake.” He laughs. “You gave me a taste of your pussy. That’s the only dessert I want to taste.” He leans in and licks my lips. “And I plan to eat it all night long.”
He lifts and carries me upstairs to his bedroom and drops me onto the bed. Naturally, my legs open, exposing everything to him, and he grins.
“Happy fucking birthday to me.”
22
Matteo
My phone ringsfrom somewhere far away, but I ignore it, not wanting to move from this bed. I couldn’t even tell you how many times I fucked Dani—in the kitchen, on the couch, in the shower … in my bed …
After the last time, I rolled over, too fucking beat to clean up, and pulled her into my arms. I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent—sex, sweat, and body wash—and passed the hell out.
I’ve never been more attracted to a woman in my life. Maybe it’s because I’ve let her in, and with her, it’s more than just a physical attraction, but I can’t get enough of her. Even as I lie here, watching her sleep, all I want is to stay right here in this bed with her, buried inside her perfect pussy for days.
The phone rings again, and she shifts, her leg rubbing against my cock. At some point, we rolled over, and she ended up lying half on me with her head situated on my chest, her luscious tits smashed against my side, and her leg thrown over my hip.
When it rings for a third time, I carefully maneuver myself off the bed and go in search of my phone. We fell asleep naked, so I grab a pair of sweats and throw them on and then answer Lorenzo’s call.
“About time,” he says.
I glance at the time, shocked that we slept in so late.
“I have good news. Kevin got my charges dropped, and I’m a free man. We’re on our way to your place now. We’ll be there in ten minutes. Can you let Dani know? I texted her, but she hasn’t responded.”
As if she heard her name being mentioned, Dani steps out of the room. With only a sheet covering her naked body, her hair up in a messy bun, and her face free of makeup, she looks fucking gorgeous.
She smiles softly … nervously. And then Lorenzo speaks again, and it hits me …
I fucked my best friend’s little sister.
