Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“I know you can’t wait much longer to have me. Your cock is so hard, your balls are tight. What you’re going to do is drive into my ass. You’re going to fuck me so hard. You’re going to make me slide on the ground, cut myself up, because you know I don’t care how rough you are. All I want is you.”
I growled. “That’s not enough.”
“Yes, it is.”
“You’re such a fucking temptress.”
“Take my ass, Matteo. It’s what you want.”
I shook my head. “I don’t want it to be that easy.”
“You think this is easy? Do you know what most people would call easy?”
“We’ve never been most people, and we never will be.”
18
CARTER
My whole body ached from be slammed to the ground. I’d be bruised, cut up, and sore as hell from this night, and it all felt delicious. I wanted reminders. I wanted bruises. I wanted Matteo to punish me, but I also just fucking wanted him.
I was going to push him, taunt him, make him give me what I needed. I couldn’t let him have things exactly the way he planned. He would never expect that anyway.
He knelt behind me after kicking my legs further apart. “You want it to be easy? You want me to fuck you fast and hard? You want me to split you open? Do you remember the first time I was deep inside you?”
“I’ll never fucking forget it.” I’d thought about that night so many times, about how I should never have agreed to meet him. I should never have let him do what he did to me, because I would never get over it.
“Tonight won’t be like that. Tonight you’re going to have to wait.” He ran his hand along my spine from the base of my neck all the way down to my tailbone, then traced his fingers along my crease, brushing them back and forth over my hole. I bit my lip to hold in a groan. “Your ass is so hungry, isn’t it?”
“Just fuck me, Matteo.”
“No. I’ll decide when you’re ready.”
“You don’t want to wait. Your cock is dripping for me.”
“That’s right.” He took hold of his cock and rubbed it over my ass cheeks, smearing more precum there. “I never said I was going to wait. I said you were.”
“Don’t you dare—” He wrapped a hand around my throat and squeezed hard enough to make my cock jump, but not fully cut off my air.
“You don’t care if I fuck you so hard and deep you feel it for days. You don’t care if I leave bruises on you or slam you to the ground and pin you down, but being denied…? Baby, that is not something you can handle.”
I snarled. “You will give me what I want.”
“And what is that exactly? My cock in your ass?”
“Not if this is how you’re going to act. Right now, I want you on your knees, tied up, back in that prison cell.”
He slapped my ass hard enough to push me along the ground. “You will never lock me up again, but you will take your punishment, or I will make it so much worse.”
He leaned down and licked my ass the same way I had his. I tried to fight my response, but he kept teasing, then he started fucking me with his tongue. I writhed under him, pushing my ass back to demand more. I lost myself in how good it felt as he squeezed my ass cheeks, pulling them apart so he could get even deeper.
“God I’ve missed this.” He spoke the words against my skin, his hot breath making me shudder.
“Me too.” I hated that my voice was raw and filled with need. I hated letting him know how much he was getting to me, but I couldn’t stop myself from whimpering when he let go and sat back on his heels. At least his breathing was almost as ragged as mine. “Please don’t stop.”
He said he wanted me to beg, but when I did, he laughed at me. “You’re going to wait. I want to watch you suffer.”
I snarled, turning to look at him. “Fuck you, Matteo. I said, don’t stop.”
“I’ll stop whenever I want to. I’m in charge here. You don’t have a choice. You’ve given yourself to me, and I will take what I want.”
If he didn’t want this to be easy, then he could see if he could catch me again. While he was seated on his heels, I scrambled up and took off again.
“You won’t get away,” he yelled as I held my pants up, trying to run without tripping. I could hear him getting closer. I glanced over my shoulder and saw him gaining on me, naked, carrying his sweats. I could only imagine how insane we’d look if someone saw us, but I didn’t care about anything but the thrill of knowing he’d catch me, that he’d eventually fuck me, and I would let him do whatever he wanted.