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“Oh shit! I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?” He quickly asked, worry lacing his tone as he looked deep into my eyes, still holding me under him.
His legs were on each side of my body, constricting my movements while his hand was still tightly wrapped around my wrist, holding it above my head as he leaned over me, hovering over my face.
“No, no. I’m fine.” I assured.
Matt started to loosen his grip on my wrist to get up from the deadly cage he’d locked me in, and I suddenly felt the need to say something to make him stay exactly as he was.
This closeness, this strange personal space invasion, was setting me aflame. I would do just about anything to keep it burning.
“Matt… I still don’t surrender.” I used the words that had broken his control when we first met, hoping they still have some kind of effect on him.
A devilish smile spread across my face, my free hand slowly reaching to grip his strong arm, tracing his bicep with my fingers. That sexy smile of his reached his eyes before he responded with his own flirt.
“You are in no condition to fight back, Miss.”
Matt lowered his face closer to mine, daring me to say something else and close this painful gap between us.
“Oh, but I am. And it’s Mrs. to you. Mrs. Battaglia.”
As my words tumbled out, Matt’s lips crashed onto mine with such intense power and ferocity that I stopped breathing altogether.
I pulled him closer with my hand on the nape of his neck as I opened my mouth, fully tasting and savoring the richness of this sensationally tormenting kiss. With every stroke and swirl, I grew greedier, wanting more.
Fuck it. I couldn’t hold back any longer.
With one of his thighs, Matt parted my legs, positioning himself between them, never breaking our hot, wet kiss. His free hand traveled down my body resting on my ass, grabbing with force while he pushed me towards him, grinding his growing erection into me. My thin shorts made it easy to feel him. All of him.
I moaned into his mouth as Matt pressed himself against my throbbing core repeatedly in rhythmic thrusts that set me on fire.
He placed hungry kisses all over my neck, licking and biting down on the sensitive flesh just beneath my ear, the sting of his teeth intensifying my growing arousal. I was a very willing victim to his urgent touch.
Matt wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me up like I weighed absolutely nothing, my legs enveloping his waist. He sat down on the couch, kissing me as if it was his last opportunity, making me straddle him while pushing down on my hips so I could feel his hard and ready cock.
This image of Matt beneath me was a replica of my dream, only his kisses and his touch were so much better than what I had dreamed of.
Hungrier.
Harsher.
Angrier.
The urgent release of his bottled-up desire, and I was all for it.
A knowing smile spread across my face from the undeniable similarities.
“What?” Matt smiled, reluctantly pulling away from my lips.
“This is my dream coming true. This was it,” I said, waiting for the realization to set in before kissing him again.
“Then let's make it better than what you dreamed.”
Chapter 9
Francesca
“Then let's make it better than what you dreamed.”
I shivered at the sound of Matt’s promising words just before he grabbed my ass with both of his hands, holding me against his hard body before standing up and carrying me over to the bed.
