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I was stuck in a stare, captive by those stormy eyes of his as he took his damn time walking over to the bed. Maybe giving me time to back out again. I wasn’t going to make that mistake this time around. I craved him too badly to be wary of any consequences that might come from what was about to happen.
The intensity in the way he looked at me had me ready for anything he might want to do to me. The original shade of silver had darkened already. His pupils dilated from the lust running through his body. I could see it like it had materialized on his features.
Jesus, I was about to self-combust if he didn’t hurry up.
“There’s no coming back from this,” he warned, his tone laced in a hunger that spoke right to the most intimate parts of me.
I kissed him instead of talking. In that kiss was my answer to his warning. Fuck it. I didn’t want to come back from this. I was too lost in him to be rational and push him away with a false sword I couldn’t hold up anymore.
Matt struck my tongue with his in hungry swipes, tasting every inch of my mouth. I held on to him for dear life, trying to bring him closer even if our bodies were already glued together.
The feeling of soft sheets on my back made me shiver as Matt lowered me down onto the bed. He pressed his body into mine, devouring my lips with greed as if it was the first and last time he ever would. The hell that burned inside of him warmed my skin wherever he touched me.
Matt took both of my wrists in his hand and held them in a tight grip above my head, delivering wet kisses onto my neck in an excruciatingly calm and tamed pace. With each kiss came a thrust that teased me. His hard cock drove into my aching core, building my desire for him to lose those damn jeans. Each one of them was a painful taunt.
Slow.
Painfully slow.
“Do you like it when I kiss you here?” He asked in a low voice that reverberated against my skin, making me shudder in anticipation.
Why is he going so slow?
“Y-yes!” I answered between tense pants. The urge for more intensifying, shaking me in anticipation. I wanted him inside me so badly that it hurt.
Matt continued his assault on my neck before stopping to cup my still-covered breast, yanking my tank top down together with my bra, exposing it to the mercy of his tongue. He nibbled ravenously on my nipple, biting and licking before another agonizing pause to mess with my brain.
“What about here?”
Matt's words were followed by another couple of grinding thrusts that made my pussy clench and long for him to bury himself inside me.
“GOD YES!” I answered, exasperated. The vibration of his lips against my wet nipple making me plead for more.
At the sound of my despair, Matt released my breast, harshly grabbing my jaw and making me look right at him and fuck me if his roughness wasn’t everything I needed right now.
“You can call him out all you want. He isn’t here to save you from the punishment I’ll be delivering as your atonement.” He ground his hard cock against me in torment as his voice came out hoarse and dangerous, toying with my senses.
“What were my sins?” I hardly managed to ask, playing into his game.
“So fucking many, but let's start with the most recent one. Public indecency.” He whispered straight against my lips, not masking the anger that lined his words, biting my bottom lip harshly. The pain shot straight to my pussy, making me squirm under him. “I saw how those fuckers drooled when they looked at you. How much they wanted you. You and your tiny fucking thong! But you don’t belong to them, do you?”
Jealous Matt was a dangerous mix of thrill and menace, his shady eyes shooting daggers right at me, and fuck I was all for it.
I shook my head in response, too lost to speak.
“Say it, Francesca.” Fuck, the possessiveness in his tone, in the tips of his fingers burying into my wrists, in his grinding erection. “SAY IT.”
“I don’t belong to them,” I whispered in a pant.
“No, you fucking don’t. I’m the only one who gets to stare,” he growled, ripping my top right down the middle, taking his time to admire his job with pride, taking in every inch of my exposed skin. A wicked grin spread his lips, his tongue darting across them, leaving a wet trail of desire behind before he continued. “I’m the only one who gets to touch.”
He dragged two fingers down the middle of my breasts, over my stomach, and right down over my pussy, only stopping as he hooked them around my shorts and underwear.
Another growl rumbled straight from his chest as soon as his finger grazed my pussy a mere second before he yanked it off me, together with my shorts. I was already soaking, the proof of how much I needed him.
“I’m the only one who gets to taste. And you’re already so wet and coated and fucking ready to be ravished.”
Matt lowered himself between my legs as he spoke, staring at my bare pussy before latching his mouth onto my throbbing sex, devouring me with gluttony.
