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“Okay. Yeah, I do.”
His lips curved up in a positively evil smile. “Then run.”
I pushed up on the side of the pool, climbed out, and took off, nearly busting my ass as I raced down the steps onto the beach. It was dark as fuck once I got away from the house, and I had to slow down to keep from tripping. That was going to make it easy to catch me.
Don’t you want to be caught?
I smiled. I sure as hell did, I just didn’t want it to be too easy.
I knew Matteo was coming after me. I didn’t have to turn and look. It didn’t matter that his steps were silent. I knew he was there by the way the air was charged.
I slowed down, more eager than I should be for him to catch me. I loved this game, but when we’ve done this before I’d needed to push him, I’d needed to know he would come after me no matter how difficult it was, that he would fight for me. But now? Now we both knew how much we needed this, and we had plenty of time here to play all the games we wanted to.
Seconds later, I could hear him breathing. He was right behind me. He grabbed my waist and brought me down onto the sand. I hit hard, and my breath whooshed out of me as Matteo settled on top of me. He pinned my wrists, and his hard cock rubbed against my ass is he pressed me deeper into the sand, making me struggle to keep my face out of it.
“You’re mine,” he growled. “I get to have you again and again, as much as I want. If I want to strip you naked, tie you to a tree out here, and not let you go for the next two weeks, that’s what I’ll do, because this ass is mine to use.” He flexed his hips against me, and I groaned.
He bit down on the back of my neck making me gasp as he sucked at the skin. I worked my hips, pushing back against him, then pressing against the ground, needing friction any way I could get it.
“You love this, don’t you? You love being marked by me.”
I whimpered as he bit me again in the same spot.
“Tell me, Carter. Tell me what you’re going let me do.”
“Fuck, Matteo.”
“That’s right, I am going to fuck you, but what else what will you give me?”
“Anything. Everything.”
“That’s right. Who do you belong to?”
“You. Only you.”
“And you’ll take anything I give you.” He let go of one of my wrists and squeezed my throat, cutting my air off, but I nodded. “You’ll let me hurt you, choke you, fuck you until you can’t breathe.”
“Yes,” I managed to get the word out around my constricted throat, even though he hadn’t asked a question.
He sat back then and pulled a rope from his pocket.
“Where the fuck did that come from?” I asked as he yanked my arms behind my back and tied them.
“I told you I’ve learned to be prepared around you.”
He dragged me to my feet. “That’s better. Start walking.”
“Where are we going?”
“Back to the house, unless you want me to make sure you have sand in every single fucking crevice—in your ass, in your mouth, in?—”
“I’ll walk.”
“Good, because I don’t want sand all over my dick, and the other option is I carry you.”
“No.”
He slapped my ass, and I started moving. My cock throbbed the entire time, and anticipation made me dizzy. Any time I slowed, Matteo slapped my ass and prodded my back. “You’re only making it worse for yourself. Get to the house.”
