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His lips move to my stomach, kissing and licking over every spot. My fingers and toes curl as I try not to fully let go and give in to him. But it’s an impossible task. Everything that he does is turning me on. Even if I want to be in control, I’m not. He can do anything he wants to my body. He can turn me on, and I can’t stop him. He can make me come, and I’m powerless.
When I started this, I thought I could gain some power back by pretending like I care. But I’m not sure there is a difference between me pretending and actually enjoying myself.
I feel my panties getting wetter with each kiss and lap of his tongue. I squirm as he continues to kiss my stomach, and then he moves to my legs, kissing every place there, except where I really want him to. I want him to rip my underwear and bra off. I want him to be rough. Tie me up. Slap my ass. Something. I can’t wait to see what he will do.
He smirks and grabs my thighs, holding them down so that I stop squirming beneath him. “Impatient, are we?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Very impatient.”
He shakes his head and starts kissing my thigh again, but I’ve had enough of his teasing. I push his head down between my legs and on top of my panties, hoping he will take the hint.
He grins against my panties. He’s not going to move any faster than he wants to. I’m going to die a slow, torturous death from being turned on but never getting any release.
I feel his teeth scrape against my stomach, and then he pulls my panties down with his teeth. My mouth drops open just a little at the sight of him actually doing what I want him to do.
“Lick me,” I command.
He does. He licks my pussy like it’s the best goddamn thing he’s ever tasted.
My toes curl again, and my hands grab on to his long mane of hair as he licks me like he kisses me, giving me everything he has. Making me feel everything that I want to feel.
He doesn’t slow when he hears me moaning and growing close to coming. He makes me come with just his tongue, and I scream from the release.
But he doesn’t stop when I come. He keeps licking and kissing me, building me again. I come. And then he does it again. And again. As I come over and over. I don’t think I’ve ever come so quickly so many times in a row. And I don’t think I can take anymore.
I grab his hair, pulling him off of my pussy. “I can’t take anymore,” I pant.
He grins. “You never said to stop.”
“Stop,” I say with a grin, happy that I never told him to stop.
He makes it clear that, right now, he will do anything that I ask of him. I just have to figure out what I want.
And, despite coming half a dozen times, my body still craves his. I still want to feel his cock throbbing and stretching me as he fucks me. I want him to make me feel dirty. I want him to mark me as his, just like his brother did.
“You’re not very good with directions then. Because I already told you to fuck me. I want it hard and fast, making me feel like the dirty whore that I am. Got it?”
He smiles. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll fuck you until you forget about any other man other than me.”
I run my tongue across my bottom lip. “Good luck. You might have pulled the most orgasms out of me. But, when your brother fucked me, he fucked me so hard that I will never forget how his cock felt in my pussy. So far, I think he’s winning.”
I don’t add that the reason he did that was to make me forget about what his father had done. As much as I hate Arlo for taking my choices away, I’m thankful for what he did. He got me out of there and replaced the terrible memories with him.
Matteo growls. “Take it back.”
I grin. “Not until you prove you can fuck me better than he did,” I say, taunting him. Hoping I’m hitting a nerve.
Before I know what’s happening, he has my hands tied high above my head. His hips have my legs pinned to the bed. And my bra is off, lying on the floor. I’m completely naked and completely at his will. It’s what I’ve been craving all along even though I don’t understand why. I usually love the control but not when it comes to the Carini men.
He firmly kisses me on the lips, taking my breath away, before I feel my panties being shoved in my mouth, followed by what I think is his tie going around my mouth and then being tied behind my head to keep me from pushing the panties out.
“That’s better. Now, I do
n’t have to listen to any more talk about how my brother fucks you better than I do.” Matteo smirks as he looks down at me all tied up. “I don’t think you are ready for me. I think you need some time to think about my cock instead of my brother’s,” he says, stroking his own thick cock.
My eyes grow wide, looking at him as he climbs off me.
I moan, pleading with him to fuck me. I don’t want to wait. I want to feel his cock deep inside me.
