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The command was unmistakable. And for some reason, it was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard. His deep voice rumbled through my chest, making my nipples ache, and my body fell to his order.

“Matt!” I screamed his name as my release slammed into me.

My fingers dug into his scalp as I tightened around him. The breath rushed from my lungs as my body strung tight. My vision faded on the edges as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.

But still, somehow it wasn’t enough. I wanted more of him.

As if he read my thoughts, he ripped his fingers from my body. His hands grasped my ass as he lifted me. On instinct, I wrapped both my legs around his waist; my hands fell to his shoulders for support.

I smashed our mouths together as he slammed me back into the wall. My weight was supported partially by the metal hand rail. Our tongues twirled as I moaned into his mouth. My hips moved, riding him, begging without words for what I wanted.

“You drive me crazy.” His lips trailed down my neck, sucking my flesh until I knew there would be a mark. Something deep inside me loved it. Loved the idea that I would bear the sign of what we’d done. Of my one crazy moment. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

Even as he said the words, he pressed his chest into mine, pinning me to the wall as his hands worked his belt and zipper. I kissed his lips. His cheeks. His neck as I waited. Desperate to feel any part of him. But needing to feel him filling me.

One orgasm on his fingers wasn’t enough. I wanted all of him. I wanted to come on his cock. His mouth. Everything. Everywhere.

We both groaned as he shoved my panties aside again. The head of his cock ran through my soaked pussy. Tingles of electricity raced from the places we touched. Every inch of me felt electrified as I tilted my hips. My center slid along his cock, coating him in my cum.

“Tell me to stop.” There was something in his tone. Like he was in pain. Like he needed me to put an end to this because he couldn’t.

My eyes found his. The smirk I loved was gone. Instead, his jaw ticked as he clenched it tight. One hand dug painfully into my flesh as he held me close but also kept himself from sinking into me. I could feel his control hanging on by a thread. His desire to be a good guy and not continue.

But for the first time in my life, I didn’t want to be good. I wanted tofeelgood. I didn’t want to be the responsible sister. I wanted to be bad.

“Don’t stop.” I dug my nails into his jacket, using the support to shove my hips down.

I gasped, and he cursed as the head of his cock split me open. Only an inch, and I felt full. I didn’t get a look at it, but from the pressure, I could tell he was huge. Bigger than I’d ever had before.

And so fucking hard. I hurt in all the best ways. A pleasant burn that told me I would walk away satisfied.

I wanted it. Needed it. To be a little crazy. Wild.

Both his hands grasped my hips, locking me in place. I could hear his teeth grinding together as he held me still. “I don’t have a condom.”

“I’m clean.” The breath left my lungs in a shaky exhale. What was I doing? I barely knew him. But I couldn’t stop. “I’m on birth control.”

I could practically see the control snap behind his deep green eyes. His hands flexed around my hips, sliding to my ass. Without a word, he yanked me down, thrusting his hips simultaneously. I screamed, my eyes falling shut as he buried himself deep inside me.

“Cazzo.”There was that Italian curse again. I didn’t know what it meant, but it must be good because he pulled out and slammed in again. More curses and words I didn’t understand falling from his lips.

“Matt. Oh, God.” I whimpered as he fucked me hard.

My back scraped up the wall as he thrust into me over and over again. My body could barely adjust around him, but I didn’t care if it hurt a little because there was so much more pleasure.

He fit me without any room. Like we’d been designed to go together. It made no sense.

“You’re fucking perfect.” He growled, pinning me to the wall with each deep thrust. “You feel amazing. So tight and soft for me.”

“Yes.” I whimpered, my head rolling back and forth as I lost myself in bliss. To the feeling of having him. Being taken by him.

Before I knew it, I was on the verge of another orgasm. My legs locked around him as he gripped my ass tighter. My breasts pressed into his chest, my aching nipples getting the attention they needed.

One more snap of his hips as he buried himself deep, and I lost it. Stars burst behind my eyes as I wrapped my arms around him. My pussy clamped down as he groaned in my ear. I gasped for air as little tremors raced along my skin.

“Mozzafiato.” Breathtaking.He groaned as he kept going.

I hissed in a breath as I became even tighter. The pain started to pop the bubble of pleasure I was in. But I didn’t want to stop. I never wanted to stop feeling him. Feeling free.

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