I pull back in surprise. “What?”
“I’ll tell you all about it later. Right now, I just want to hold you.”
I step into him and rest my head on his chest. When I glance over to my sister, I see her sitting on the couch by Diego. They aren’t touching, but they’re talking quietly, and then Diego reaches out to tuck her hair behind her ear, and she doesn’t flinch.
“I take it that it’s all over?”
“For now,” he says. “Fuck, I miss you, baby.”
“I’m right here.”
But I know what he means. I miss him too.
I glance at my sister again. She hasn’t let me leave her sight in the past two days, and that means that Mateo and I haven’t spent any significant time together.
“I have to go talk to Mateo,” I say to my sister, and she turns to me, looks between the two of us.
“Okay. I’m sorry. I know you’re newlyweds, and you should get time alone, and?—”
“Don’t even worry about that,” Mateo assures her. “You okay for now?”
“I’ll stay,” Diego says, and Rose nods at me with reassurance, so I follow Mateo upstairs to our bedroom. As soon as the door is closed and locked, he’s all over me.
“Fuck, baby.” He lifts me and carries me to the bed, and I can’t stop kissing him. “You’re going to have to stay quiet because I need to fuck you, and I don’t want them to hear.”
I nod and start pulling at his shirt, trying desperately to get him naked.
He rips my shirt as he pulls it off me, and then he strips my leggings off, along with my panties, and his face goes right for my pussy.
“Ah fuck,” I mutter, lifting my hips.
His tongue flicks, his fingers plunge into my already-sopping core, and he feasts on me, making me absolutelyferalfor him.
“Please fuck me,” I whimper. “Please. I need you.”
“Love it when you beg,” he growls against me. “Be a good girl and come on my face first.”
Jesus, I can’t hold back when his fingers are so deep and his tongue is making magic on my clit. I grip his hair in my hands and tug him closer as I fall apart, doing my best to stay quiet as the orgasm rolls through me relentlessly.
“That’s my girl.” His praise is everything as he kisses the inside of my thigh and then over my pubis and up my torso to my lips. “You taste like fucking heaven.”
He kisses me, and I can taste myself there, only making me want him more. I reach between us and grab onto his cock, so hard and thick in my hand, and guide him to me.
“Please,” I whisper against his lips.
He pushes inside me, not hard and fast like I expect, but slow and easy until he’s seated all the way and he rests his forehead to mine.
“Mine,” he says.
“Forever,” I confirm, and he starts to move.
His fingers pinch the metal in my nipples, his abs flex as his hips thrust in and out, and he’s so fucking gorgeous, so damnamazing,that I can feel another orgasm building.
“Fuck, Mateo, I’m gonna.”
“Do it, baby.” He nibbles his way down to my neck. “Give it to me. Milk my cock dry.”
God, he has the best mouth.
