“I do like your kisses,” she says, and then her eyes widen as I push off my boxer briefs. “Holy shit, are you going to use that to kill whoever breaks in?”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment,” I tell her as I wrap my hand around my cock and pump up and down a few times. Precum leaks out of the head, and I don’t miss the way she stares at it, transfixed. “Sit back; let me look at you.”
She blinks a few times before she leans back against the pillows, and I climb on the bed. I can tell she’s nervous, and I don’t want to do too much too soon and scare her. Deciding to go slow, I hover over her until we’re eye to eye.
“You haven’t done this before,” I say, and it’s not a question. I felt how tight her little cunt was, and I can see the hesitation now. “It’s going to hurt a little at first, but I’ll make sure you like it.”
“Like when you pulled my hair?”
“Exactly,” I tell her and brush my lips against hers. “That way you’ll want me inside you all the time.”
“Sounds like I’m going to keep you busy.” She licks her lips, and my cock throbs between us.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask, and she shakes her head. “IUD?” She shakes her head again. “Good.”
“Good?” She raises an eyebrow at me. “It sounds like you want to get me pregnant.” She lets out a laugh, and when I remain serious, she sobers. “Do you?”
“Oh, sweetheart, there’s no downside to cumming inside you.” I press my lips to hers before she can respond, and when I lick the seam of them, she opens.
I moan as she softens under me, and I feel her hands against my chest. My mouth moves lower as I put my weight on her, and when I reach her tits, I take my time. She cries out in pleasure as I suck her nipple into my mouth and pluck at the other. Then I switch and do the same on the other side. Her tits overflow my hands, and when I push them together, I can lick between them and get both nipples at once.
“I want to fuck every inch of you,” I say as I rub my face over the tight peaks.
“What’s stopping you?”
“Good question,” I say mostly to myself as I move lower and kiss her stomach. “But I told you I was going to kiss you first, and that includes this pretty pussy.”
My hands push her knees out as I settle between them and inhale her sweet scent. My mouth waters at how pink and wet she is, and I can’t hold back any longer. I bury my face against her cunt and suck on her clit.
Leo screams and tries to sit up, but I push her back down and pin her to the bed. Animalistic growls leave me as I do it, and she gasps for air.
I don’t stop until she cums, and then I force her to give me another.
Chapter 13
Leo
“Don’t stop!” I cry out as I climax for the second time against Mattia’s face. My fingers grip his thick dark strands of hair as I lift my hips. I want his mouth on me, but at the same time, I’m pulling his hair to get him away from my overly sensitive clit. Each stroke of his tongue makes my body jerk, and it feels like a live wire is lighting up every part of me. When it’s all too much, I simply give out and melt into the bed. The rest of the pleasure shimmies all the way down to my toes, and I let out a contented sigh.
“Maeve,” he says, and it comes out seductively as he kisses the insides of my thighs. “Did you enjoy that?”
My eyes flutter open, and I see Mattia hovering over me with a smug smirk on his lips. They still glisten from my pleasure, and I realize he should be smug. That was amazing.
“It was okay-ish.” I try to fight the smile but lose out, especially when he starts to tickle my sides. I burst into laughter as I manage to get out, “I’m just teasing. You’re amazing, the best.”
He stops tickling me, and our eyes meet. His big body looms over me, and there’s an intensity I’ve never seen there before. “Are you going to be a good girl, or do you need me to tickle you again?”
“I’ll be good,” I promise and lick my lips. I have this urge deep inside of me that wants to always be good for him.
Mattia’s praise, along with his demands, gives me a strange sense of purpose. I’ve been drifting through life bored, trying to find where I fit. I know some people might think finding a purpose like this is silly, but Mattia wouldn’t. And when I think it through, I find that’s all that matters to me.
“Liar,” he says before his mouth comes down onto mine.
The taste of my desire on his tongue makes me moan. I marked him, so now he belongs to me. Mattia has no choice in this matter. It’s me or death.
He kisses me with a mix of hunger and sweetness tangled together, and I get lost in it. Need begins to rise up in me again, and I cling to his body. His touch is making me this way, but I can’t say I hate it.
The head of his cock slips against my opening, and before I know it, he suddenly thrusts fully inside me. I gasp as my nails dig into his shoulders and tears sting my eyes. There’s a slight pain, but more than that is an overwhelming sense of completion that I realize only Mattia could ever give me. He’s fulfilled me in every way possible, and now I belong to him.
