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Matt’s hand started on my calf, rising up towards my thigh, his touch electrifying on my skin.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Not before sending Max and the new guy on their way.”
Matt looked at me, puzzled. His touch was too chaste to garnish such a warning, but I knew something he didn’t, so I decided to answer his unasked questions.
“Remember you didn’t like my swimwear the other day? Well, I wouldn’t want to upset you again like I did that day, so this time, I didn’t bring any.”
Matt’s eyes darkened to a shade of gray I hadn’t seen before. There was both anger and lust brimming under his long lashes. In a swift move, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, making sure my legs and butt pointed to the sea where no one could catch a glimpse of me. With a wave of his hands, his men were gone as he made his way into the water.
I laughed all the way while Matt grunted his annoyance with each new step. Steadily, he walked far enough into the ocean to make the palm trees on the beach look small, even though the water never got deeper than mid-thigh, holding me tightly to him.
“Matt, stop. We’re far enough.” I giggled again, tapping on his back expecting to earn a spank on my ass. But nothing. Just grunts and groans coming out of his heaving chest.
“Tell me you were joking,” he demanded, placing my feet on the ground, soaking my long skirt before kneeling in front of me.
I tucked my bottom lip between my teeth, trying to hold back my smile but failing miserably while shaking my head “no.” I watched as Matt pulled my skirt up, his nose flaring as soon as he saw my bare skin under that sole layer of clothing.
“What the hell were you thinking, Francesca?” He asked, his eyes dark and shady from the lust that now clouded his thoughts.
“I was just trying to make your life easier,” I grinned while my fingers passed through his wet strands.
With an exasperated exhale, he grabbed my ass forcefully, making me buckle forward as his lips latched hungrily onto my pussy. I held his head against me while I lifted my leg over his shoulder, giving him better access to my core. Every flick of his tongue and every bite on my clit pulled a new guttural moan from my mouth while the pressure and ecstasy grew inside of me.
His raw and primal urge to bring me to the brink made me soak further. The notion that Matt was blindly moved by his desire for me filled me with pride, lust, and unrestrained pleasure.
Matt ate me out with a savage need to consume me, and I was all too eager to let him have me. All of me.
I rocked against him, feeling myself edge onto the point of no return, just before he stopped, pulling me down into the water and onto his lap. His previous prominent bulge was now a full grown erection that poked at my entrance through his shorts.
“Take them off,” I demanded in a pant, knowing that I had probably made a big mistake and that Matt would now torture me by taking his sweet time. But I was wrong. His shorts were floating beside us just before I finished that thought, and his hard cock inside me in a blink.
My mouth fell open at the blissful intrusion. Small pants of pleasure tore through my chest as Matt rammed harder into me.
He’d lost his control, and something inside me swelled with pride as he muffled his groans into the crook of my neck. Each new thrust lit a constellation behind my shut eyes, shooting stars or blinding lights of pleasure making me arch my back and take whatever he had to give.
Overwhelming rapture tore through me as hot and uncontrollable bliss started rising in my core and spreading to every part of my body.
“Look at me while you come, Gattina.” Matt grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look into his hooded eyes that overflowed with lust. “I want to see the pleasure tearing you apart.”
The very instant that my eyes met those stormy grays, I was a goner, and so was he. Matt stilled for a moment before pounding harder into me, riding my orgasm until the very last quake of my body.
He held me in a vice grip, not allowing for any space between us as if he’d lose me if he did. But I wasn’t going anywhere.
“I’m addicted to you,” he whispered in a confession that said a lot more than what those trivial words meant.
I was afraid, but before I could let the fear take over me, my heart leaped and spoke its truth. “Good. Because I’m addicted to you, too.”
Chapter 12
Francesca
I had been dreading this day for over a week now. Ever since Matt and I started getting along. Well, getting along was an understatement. It felt like we had known each other for years, old friends that had now added other benefits to their relationship.
On my side, that friendship had grown to be overwhelming, so much that I could easily fall for him if I allowed myself the luxury. Every time those thoughts crossed my mind, a cold shiver would run down my spine, making me block it out as much as I could. I couldn’t allow myself to be in that spot again. I couldn’t be vulnerable because of a man, as I once was.
Because that’s what love was, right? A weakness. A blinding vulnerability that took away reason and rationality. I knew that. I’d felt the sting of deception before, and I had sworn myself off.
Matt had told me that his kisses belonged only to me. But I couldn’t help but think that all men say exactly that and do the opposite.
