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“That I liked it?” I ask with false innocence. Rocking again, I can’t help smirking at the way his eyes roll back in his head. Yeah, I’m not the only one who likes it.

“Jules.” His voice is hard but I can almost hear him begging.

“I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready,” I tease, reaching over him to my nightstand and grabbing my little pink bottle of lube. My breast comes within inches of his face and he takes full advantage, pulling my bralette to the side and drawing my nipple into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around it, giving the pebbled tip a little bite.

Distracted, I fumble with the top of the lube bottle. I can’t think straight when he does that. I swear to God; the man gets his mouth on me and my IQ drops to twelve. I finally get the damn thing open and pump a little on my fingertips. Then I look down at the baseball bat he calls a cock, think better of my plan, and pump a small lake of lube in my palm.

He watches me go through the whole thought process, and starts to laugh, but when I wrap my hand around his dick, the sound turns to tortured groans.

Tossing the bottle back into the open drawer, I rise up, notching him at my entrance. I sink slowly, my hands braced on his chest. Mateo sucks a breath in between his teeth.

“Christ, you’re tight,” he mutters, a pained expression on his face. His fingers flex against my hip and I can feel the tension in his body. He’s holding back, letting me set the pace, and given his size, I’m really fucking grateful.

“You ok, Jules?” He feels so good I can barely breathe, let alone speak.

“Yeah,” I pant. He’ssobig. Two fingers were a joke compared to this. I work myself up and down his length until I can take all of him, impaling myself and grinding against him. Mateo yanks the bralette to the side, trying to get better access to my breasts, but one side keeps slipping back over.

“Fuck it,” he mutters, grabbing the material in two fists and shredding it down the middle, freeing my breasts.

“Better?” I ask, trying to look annoyed though, truthfully, that was sexy as fuck.

“Much.” He smirks up at me, one hand working my nipple, the other digging into my waist as his hips rise off the bed, pushing him deeper inside me.

“Mateo!” I cry out, but he clamps a hand over my mouth, quieting me.

“Shhh, baby.”

He pumps up into me from below, hard and fast, my moans muffled against his palm.

“You like that big cock, don’t you?” he rumbles softly.

I nod against his hand, my breath coming out in little whimpers.

“Yeah, you do. Oh, Christ. That’s so good. You feel so good, Jules.”

Mateo sits up, wrapping his arms around my back, grabbing my ass in both hands, grinding me against him. He kisses me, swallowing my moans, his tongue stroking against mine.

My arms go around his neck, and God, I’m close. So close that my vision is closing in, my skin tingling. His fingers jerk against my skin and I can feel it, he’s right there with me.

“Come on my cock,” he demands, his breath hot against my lips. “Come for me, baby. I’m so fucking close.”

Staring into his eyes, a sense of overwhelming rightness washes over me. “Come inside me.”

He hesitates.

“Please, Mateo,” I whimper, rocking my hips against him. “Please fill me up.” His fingers dig into my ass, working my body harder. His whole body jerks, a feral sound rumbling out of his chest.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” he groans, pulling my body down hard on his cock as he empties himself into me.

I bury my face in his neck as pleasure racks my body, trying to muffle myself as I come. My whole world closes in, narrowing until there’s nothing but Mateo and fireworks and overwhelming, blinding ecstasy.

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Mateo

Ifall back on the mattress, pulling Jules down on top of my chest, still buried deep inside her. My heart is pounding in my chest. She’s draped over me, boneless and sweaty and perfect. I wrap my arms around her, just holding her close.

Holy shit. My brain can’t quite wrap itself around what just happened. I’m pretty sure I just came in here to talk to her…

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