I was so hard by that point that I could barely think, much less move.
But then she whimpered and I was a goner. I pushed her legs apart, lowered myself to the floor, and devoured.
At the contact, Matilda heaved a satisfied moan, and her legsdropped further without any need for assistance. I lapped her wetness. Every stroke was like ecstasy. The more I sampled, the more I needed.
My dick was begging me for relief, but I couldn’t have given a fuck. I was so painfully turned on that stopping wasn’t an option, and my thoughts were consumed with making Matilda come.
She was writhing on the bed, her ass rising to meet my mouth with every lick and suck. I pushed a finger into her heat, driving in and out a few times to coat it in her wetness. And then I curledit.
Matilda’s response was immediate. Her back arched on a long sigh of pleasure, wetness covering my hand. Wasting no time, I latched on to her clit, flicking and sucking until my name fell from her lips as a chant.
“I need you inside me,” she moaned while I flicked my tongue out again. “Now, Luca.”
“Bossy.” I kissed the inside of her thigh before standing. Taking hold of her hand, I pulled her to a sitting position to drag her dress over her head. The silky fabric slid smoothly over her shoulders, leaving her completely naked except for a curtain of wavy blond hair.
She leaned back, placing her hands on the bed, and I almost drooled.
Her lightly tanned skin was illuminated only by the light from the living room. Shadows danced across her skin, highlighting the curve of her waist, accentuating the taper between her full hips andfucking fantasticboobs—round with perfect pink nipples begging to be sucked. I swallowed.
Her eyes widened when I undressed, and they zeroed in on my cock. “Oh god,” she said, then caught her lip between her teeth, blushing.
Kneeling on the bed, I prowled until she lay completely flatbeneath me. I leaned over her, our breaths mingling in the close, charged space betweenus.
“I’m not sure that’s going to fit,” she breathed, glancing at the narrow space between our bodies.
“You can take it, Stevens,” I whispered against her lips. “Have you ever been tied up before?” I asked, unsure whether her heated look at my belt had been from experience or intrigue. It might have been the first time we were having sex, but I certainly wasn’t going to kink-shame her if she wanted to be restrained.
She shook her head, but that wasn’t enough. “Words, Matilda.” I pressed a kiss to her throat. “You don’t have a problem using them any other time.”
“No.”
“Do you want to tryit?”
“Yes.” There was no doubt in her eyes, no glimmer of the mask she wore for others.
“And you promise you’ll tell me if you change your mind?”
“I promise.”
I kissed her sweet spot, just below her ear, causing her legs to part further, and my cock bobbed against her pussy. I collected the belt from where I had discarded it on the bed and dragged it across her stomach, raising a line of goosebumps in its wake.
“Lift your arms.” She obliged, holding them up to one of the metal poles of the headboard. I wasted no time securing the belt around her wrists, making sure her arms were restrained but she could pull them out if she wantedto.
She strained against the belt, testing its strength.
“These look fucking delicious.” I dragged a finger over one nipple and then the other. She arched her back and moaned.
“I think you’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.” Her eyes roamed over my chest before sinking lower to my crotch. “I havecondoms in my side drawer.”
Thank fuck.I opened the drawer and tore a condom out of the box. But not before noticing the little bullet hidden in her drawer.
I snagged the toy along with the condom. Her eyes widened, a flush creeping up her cheeks when she noticed.
“Oh—that’s, umm—” she stuttered, before I put her out of her misery.
“We’ll use that later,” I told her. The small, hungry smile that crossed her lips was my undoing.
I rolled the condom onto my cock, squeezing the base as I did so. I lined myself against her, dragging my tip along her opening.
