He pulls back slow, dragging every swollen inch out of me until only the tip remains, stretching the moment out, making me ache.Then he slams back in with enough force to shake the fucking walls.
The headboard crashes against the wall with a crack, every thrust brutal, relentless—fucking the breath from my lungs and the thoughts clean out of my head.
“Say it,” he demands, each word slams into me with a thrust that rocks me to the core as if he’s fucking the truth straight out of my mouth.“Tell me this pussy belongs to me.”
I cry out, back arching off the bed, every muscle drawn tight, nerves lit up like live wires.I can’t think.Can’t breathe.All I can do is feel.
“It’s yours,” I gasp, voice shattering.“Fuck, Matteo… this pussy’s yours.All of it.All fucking yours.”
He lets out a sound on the edge of breaking, my words throwing gasoline onto everything already burning inside him.And then he takes me harder.Deeper.Each thrust carving him into me, not just fucking, but branding.
His rhythm turns brutal, filthy, desperate. Every thrust crashes into that spot that makes me see stars, drives me up the mattress, makes me cry out with every drag of his cock. I’m shaking and he doesn’t stop.
“You’ve got no idea what you do to me,” he pants, his mouth at my throat, his teeth grazing the skin there like he can’t help himself.“Nothing comes close to the feel of your pussy wrapped around my cock.”
Then he slams into me again, so hard the bed frame crashes into the wall, the sound swallowed by the broken moan he rips straight from my chest.
“You feel that?”he breathes, forehead pressed to mine, voice rough.“You’re gripping me so tight.It’s like this pussy knows exactly who it belongs to.”
My body starts to unravel beneath him, every thrust pushing me closer to that edge.
Then his hand slides between us.His fingers find my clit with devastating precision, flicking hard and fast, like he’s chasing my release with everything he’s got.
“Matteo… fuck—” I cry, hips jerking, pressure building fast and brutal.My body’s strung so tight I can barely hold it in.
“Yeah, you’re close,” he says, eyes locked on mine, devouring every twitch, every sound I make. “Gonna come on my cock, baby?Gonna squeeze me so fucking tight I lose it inside you?”
My thighs start to tremble.
“That’s it,” he says, voice rough and thick.“Come for me.Make a fucking mess.I want to feel this pussy milk every goddamn drop out of me.”
And then I break.
My orgasm hits like a fucking explosion, ripping through me so fast, so hard, it knocks the breath out of my lungs.
I scream his name as my body convulses, my pussy clenching around his cock with desperate force, it’s tight, frantic, soaking him in everything I’ve got.
And the sound he makes when I do… It’s not a moan.It’s not a groan.It’s a surrender.
He drives deeper.Faster.His hips crashing into mine with a pace so frantic, so fucking precise, it feels like he’s trying to brand me from the inside out.Every thrust lands hard, claiming me with an intensity that steals the breath straight from my lungs.
This isn’t just fucking.It’s a goddamn possession.
His hand slides off my clit and glides up, fingers wrapping around my throat, not hard, just enough to feel the frantic beat of my pulse hammering beneath his palm.Enough to show me who I belong to.
His hips slam into mine again, and again, and again.Each time deeper.Rougher.Like he’s trying to bury himself somewhere no one else will ever reach.Somewhere only he gets to live.
His cock hits so deep I swear he’s fused to something in me that was always waiting for him.
“You want it, baby?”he says, voice shredded and tight.“You want me to fill this pussy up?Want me to come so deep you’ll feel it for days?”
“Yes,” I cry, the word torn from my throat as I clench around him, body electric and aching and ready to break all over again.“I want it, Matteo.Fucking give it to me.Fill me.”
And he does.
With one brutal thrust, he slams so deep it feels like he’s touching parts of me I didn’t know existed.His cock jerks inside me, thick and pulsing, shooting hot as he spills deep into my body.I feel everything.Every twitch, every drop, every broken sound he loses into my skin.
But he doesn’t stop.
