"Stop squirming or the next one will be harder."
There's a light flutter against my clit, and then it intensifies. He grips my ass, digging his fingers into the flesh. Definitely going to have a bruise, and oh fuck…I…fuck. My back arches, and the pressure on my clit disappears.
I cry out in frustration.
Fucking tease.
"Oh, you don't get to come yet," he says. "Not until I say."
Little does he know, I could probably get off just by listening to him talk like that.
He pushes a finger inside me, and I inhale sharply.
His other hand slides down my ass, finding my wetness and dragging it up, pausing imperceptibly at my hole. Everywhere he touches, my senses are heightened.
Bending over me slightly, he drops his tattooed hand to the bed beside my chest, his cock sliding between my cheeks. The heel of his hand between my legs presses on my clit, rubbing as he rocks his fingers in and out of my pussy.
His cock teases me, and part of me wants to tell him to take my ass, but I stop short, the pressure inside building.
He pulls his fingers from my pussy and my body seizes.
"Do you think I should let you come after you ran from me?" Mateo asks. His breath hot on my ear. "Do you think a few slaps to the ass makes up for you teasing me all night?"
My body trembles.
Delicate fingers flutter across my clit, and I can't fight anymore.
"One more," I say.
His cock disappears from between my ass cheeks, the heat of his body abandoning me as he thrusts his fingers back into my pussy.
"You can come for me now, Storm Cloud," he says, and the sound of the slap pierces the air.
For once in my life, I do what I'm fucking told, unleashing the storm inside and leaving the puddle like he wanted.
I collapse to the bed, my arms above my head.
"Mateo, I—"
"We're not done," he says, guiding his cock into my soaked pussy. He pulls out quickly and slams back into me.
"Oh God," I cry.
Our bodies smack against each other with each thrust, and it's exactly what I craved. The primal need he has for me, and my need for him meeting without resistance.
My pussy clenches around him, and he lets out a deep breath.
"Nope," he says, pulling out. "I'm sorry. All the walking today. My knee is fucking killing me." I look over my shoulder as he squeezes his eyes shut. "Soon," he says opening them again. "I'll be able to fuck you the way I want to, the way you deserve"
It feels ominous, like a promise he's desperate to keep.
"Ride me, take what you need," he says stepping away from me and climbing into bed. I stand up, my limbs still tingling from my orgasm. He grips his hard cock in his hands. "Come on, use me, Jade."
I don't like the sound of my name on his lips when we're like this, and my face must say it because he sits up.
"Unleash it, Storm Cloud."
And with his words, our dynamic shifts. I climb on the bed, crawling on all fours to reach him. I push his hand away from his dick and take it in mine. He brushes his fingers into my hair, and I release his cock.
