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“I’m trying, Signor.”
“Look at me.” He ordered, and I complied, looking at him over my shoulder. “Lick them.” He ordered again, placing two fingers on my lips before I took them into my mouth as he commanded. “Make them nice and wet.”
Matt slowly withdrew his fingers from my mouth and thrust them into me without warning. My eyes widened in both surprise and pleasure. I rocked against him seeking my pleasure while Matt delivered steady, hard thrusts.
His free hand gripped my hair, pulling me back to meet his warm, hard chest, still stupidly dressed in that tight shirt, while he whispered in my ear, enticing my mind, playing with my deepest pleasures.
“Fuck my hand, Gattina. That’s it. Claim what’s yours, claim your pleasure.”
The words and grunts he released into my ear were doing as much damage as his fingers stuck inside me. He pulled my hair harder, making me gasp and moan. This time, I couldn’t control the sounds coming out of my mouth. I couldn’t control my body as I rocked against him, seeking release once again and soon finding it as I clenched around his fingers, moaning his name for the four corners of the world to hear.
“Count.” I could hear the grin on his lips from that word alone.
“Due.” I panted, my body spent from all the adrenaline and pure bliss running through my every pore.
“Good girl.” He smiled, pulling his fingers out of me and licking them clean before ripping his shirt open and shoving it on the floor. “Come.”
Matt pulled me behind him to the bedroom, slamming me against the wall, tugging on the belt, and pinning my hands high above my head as he ravished my lips.
“Down.” He ordered, motioning to the floor.
I crouched down and took his tall erection into my hands, slowly thrusting as he caressed my hair. I pulled him into my mouth, and his head immediately fell back, hissing and cursing from the pleasure I provided with my warm tongue as it swirled around him.
I could sense the intense restraint he was trying to hold as I worked my head up and down, bringing him in and out of my mouth. I could feel him throbbing against my tongue as I increased the intensity and rhythm of my strokes.
“Fuck, Francesca. Stop!” He tugged on my hair, pulling himself out of my mouth again.
Matt picked me up again, making my legs wrap around his waist as he carried me to the bed, laying me across it while he hovered over me, his hard, wet cock poking me with each kiss he delivered to my swollen lips before he turned me around, planting my face into the mattress.
“Tell me you’re mine, Princess. Tell me you’re only mine.” He pleaded, his voice so low that I could feel it in my gut.
“I’m yours, only yours, forever yours,” I replied as Matt slowly filled me to the brim, my muscles stretching to accommodate him comfortably inside me. There was no better feeling. No better fit. No better sensation than to be completely connected to him.
His thrusts were harsh and deep as he finally buried himself deep inside me once and again before flipping us over, letting me take control. I straddled him, sliding him inside me again.
His strong hands stroked up my thighs, across my hips, resting on my breasts as I bounced up and down, our pleasure mingling with our sounds as they filled the room with sensual moans and groans of ecstasy.
Suddenly, Matt grabbed my hips, holding me deep in place as his eyes locked onto mine before moving me at a much slower pace. The intensity in his eyes increased tenfold as the whole aura in the room shifted completely.
No more games.
No more roles.
Just us.
Raw, naked, and exposed. Hard, primal sex had suddenly turned into something else. Something more. Matt undid the buckle of the belt around my wrists, kissing the reddened skin before his hands were at my hips again, forcing me to slow down.
“I adore you, Francesca. I adore everything about you.” He confessed beneath me as he helped me with the slow movements, directing me through his grasp on my hips.
I traced the outline of his tattoo, his Omertà oath, remembering his promise and commitment to me, freeing the restraining buckles of my fears from the past, letting his deep words wash through me like a tsunami of overwhelming feelings that had hit me full force.
“Good. Because I love you too much to lose you.”
Chapter 33
Francesca
I bared my soul into those words. Every ounce of my truth, bare naked for Matt to see. Now he knew. I exposed my heart to his mercy and his love.
