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Emma let out a shuddering breath as the barista walked away again. I cupped her cheek, bringing her face to mine. I stole her newfound breath with a kiss. Her skin heated under my touch.
“I love how shy you are,” I whispered across her skin, kissing the blush on her cheeks. “How you’re only bad for me.”
“Only you.” She closed her eyes as I increased my pace. Her fingers grasped the table as if she was stopping herself from rocking into my hand.
“Open your eyes,” I ordered as I pressed my thumb into her clit. A soft whimper escaped her as she followed my command. “Do you think she knows what I’m doing to you right now? Do you think she’s jealous?”
Her pussy squeezed my fingers as she shuddered. She was so tight around me. So close to exploding. I wanted her to. I needed it. To feel her again. One last time. I wished it was my cock, but this would have to do.
“You want her to know, don’t you?” I pressed a kiss to her rapid pulse. “Such a dirty girl. You want her to see how crazy I am for you. Only you.”
I nipped her flesh as she whimpered again. To anyone else, we just looked like a couple sharing a few kisses over coffee. No one could see my fingers buried deep inside her. The arousal coating her thighs and my hand.
“What about those guys?” Her eyes flicked to the group of men sitting across the room. Her inner walls tightened even more. “I bet they’re jealous because it’s my fingers torturing this sweet cunt.”
Her hand fell to my leg, her nails biting into my skin as she moaned softly. I dropped my hand to one side of her throat, my mouth going to the other. I sucked hard, biting at her flesh. Leaving a mark on her skin that would last long after I was gone.
I had to. The idea that someone else would soon touch her like this forced me to leave something behind. I wanted it to be more permanent. The darkness in me wanted to carve my name into her skin so she’d never forget me.
“Matt. Please.” Her sweet whimper clawed at my chest. I hated knowing it would probably be the last time I heard it.
“Please what,sole mia? Please stop?” I pulled all the way out. My slick digits slid along her clit as her hands gripped my leg tighter. “Or should I make this pretty pussy come for me? Make you scream my name right here in front of everyone.”
Her only response was a quiet moan as she tilted her hips. Begging me with her body to give her what she needed.
“Do you want me to stop?” I stilled my hand completely, torturing her as I brushed across her pulse. It was erratic, thumping against my thumb. Letting me know she was going crazy. Lost in us as much as I was.
She gave a slight shake of her head as she glanced up at me through her lashes. I never wanted to forget how she looked right now. So beautiful and desperate for me. So mine.
Her teeth practically broke the skin on her lip as I shoved my fingers back inside her. Fucking her as roughly as I could without drawing attention to us. “Of course, you don’t. You like being bad with me.”
I ground my palm into her clit as I pumped in and out of her tight pussy. “You know I’ll take care of you. I’ll give you everything you need because you’re mine. Say it. Say no one else will ever touch you.”
“I’m yours.” She gasped as she spread her legs wider.
“There you go. You’re close.” I watched as her whole body tightened. Felt her pussy latching onto me as she came. “Give it to Daddy.”
She buried her face in my neck, drowning the sounds of her whimpers as she flooded my hand. I rubbed down her spine, soothing her as I continued to move in and out of her cunt. Slowing my movement to match her tremors, letting her come down gently.
When she was done, I put her panties back in place. Disappointment sitting low in my gut at the loss of her warmth.
“I can’t believe I did that.” She gasped. I yanked on her hair, bringing her face back to me.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful.” Her cheeks blushed as I kissed her forehead sweetly. Like I hadn’t just destroyed her in public and loved every dirty moment of it. “Breathtaking. I love watching you come.”
Deliberately so she could see what I was doing, I reached for the muffin in front of me. My fingers glistened with her cum as I picked it up. Emma gasped as I tore off a piece bringing it to my lips. Her taste was intoxicating as it mixed with the fruit.
Before Emma could say anything, the barista came over again. Smiling as she saw me eating the muffin that she’d tried to use to flirt with me. “How is it?”
I kept my gaze locked with Emma’s. A smile twitched on my lips. “Best thing I’ve ever had.”
9
Matteo
The baseball bat bounced on the wood floors as I paced in my uncle’s office. I itched to use it on someone. To cause pain. To hear their screams just so someone else could feel as bad as I did.
Maybe it would still the churning in my gut. Or the tension in my lungs. I felt like they were encased in concrete. Like I wasn’t ever going to be able to take a full breath again.
