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“How are you this wet, Francesca? Is this all for me?”
“Fuck yes. Every single drop.”
Matt held his hard cock with his hand, his tip sliding up and down my slit before he slowly pushed inside me, making me moan from the blissful intrusion. I had dreamed of this the whole week. I wanted nothing more in this very moment than for him to fulfill my week-long fantasy and fuck me into the goddamn counter.
“God, how I missed this tight pussy.” Matt groaned as he slowly filled me, stretching me wide.
“She missed you, too,” I confessed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as Matt withdrew all the way before riding into me again.
The same humming sound filled the background of our moans before I felt the vibration settling against my clit. The already blissful sensation of his erection plunging inside me was heightened by the stimuli of my over-sensitive clit. The tension grew quickly inside my core, intensified by Matt’s already erratic movements. I could feel he was close to the edge, just as I was, as I met every one of his deep thrusts with my own.
“Fuck I’ve missed this so much. I can’t hold on anymore, Baby.”
“Then don’t,” I ordered, pushing my ass against him to bury his cock deep inside me. This was not a marathon. This was quick, urgent and desperate.
With that, Matt held my hip tighter, pulling me against his hard shaft, fucking me harder. It was harsh, primal, hungry, and every bit of what I needed.
The sound of his skin on mine was as much of a turn on as the groans of pleasure that each thrust tore from his chest. Matt fucked me wild, pushing into me with unmatched urgency, taking both of us up into the clouds with a long howl of ecstasy.
I came hard. I came with the intensity of all the restrained orgasms my dreams of the week edged me to but never allowed. And by the long grunt Matt released, he came just as hard as I did.
It took us a couple of minutes before we could speak again, Matt’s body slumping onto mine until our breaths were matched and even.
“Come. I’m taking you to my bed where you belong. You’re never allowed to leave again.” The possession behind his words thrilled me, the same scary feeling I’d been trying to fight, tearing down another wall I craftily put up.
Matt picked me up and took me to our bedroom, placing me on the mattress before taking his place beside me and pulling me into his arms. He held me tight in the perfect, warm, and safe cocoon of his arms. I could feel the kisses he placed on top of my head as I melted into his chest, close to dozing off into a peaceful sleep. Finally, my heart eased, and my mind settled with the feeling of being home.
“I meant what I said, Francesca,” he said, hooking a finger under my chin and making me meet his eyes. “I love you. And one day, I’ll prove it to you.”
Chapter 22
Francesca
“Where do you think you’re going?” Matt grumbled as I pried away from his hold, trying to sneak off to take a shower.
“I thought you were asleep.”
“Mafiosi men never sleep, Baby. Besides, having you snuggling against me naked, those perfect nipples grazing my skin, has my body alive with the wildest of cravings.” He replied, motioning to his tall erection.
“Is that all it takes for you to be up and ready again?”
“No, all it takes is your smile, your smell, or even a thought of you in my arms, and I’m ready to go. I can’t help it. He seems to enjoy you.”
“I enjoy him, too,” I admit, “But I need a warm shower. My muscles are all sore.”
“Yeah, I have that effect. You’re welcome, though.” He grinned, looking at me before jumping out of bed and hugging me tightly against his naked body.
“Oh, you’re so full of yourself!”
“You’ll be full of me, too, in a minute.”
I was just about to chuckle when Matt took my lips in a hungry kiss that ignited my soul. His tongue was demanding, ravishing me as if it was the first time he was kissing me.
He pushed me towards the bathroom and turned the water on, never breaking our kiss while his hands covered every inch of my body.
“Get in,” he demanded, his voice stern and commanding. Those two small words settled right between my legs. His dominating tone was something I had no idea would ever thrill me. Something in me wanted to challenge him, make him push harder.
“What if I don’t?” The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them.
