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I nod frantically, biting on my lip, and he lets out a strangled laugh, pushing back a strand of his inky hair that fell over his face. I notice his fingers trembling slightly. His breathing is ragged, wide chest rising and falling. Dark eyes glinting with inner fire.
He takes a step back, staring at me with ravenous hunger. I know I should be scared, or at least more reserved. This man is dangerous, I can tell. He’s bigger and stronger than me. We’re in an isolated spot. I didn’t tell my girlfriends where I went and with whom. All of that should cry danger, but it doesn’t. We just feel right and inexorable.
I watch as Matt falls down to his knees in front of me. He nuzzles my pussy through my wet underwear, his warm breath sending shivers all over my body, and I let out a loud gasp. One big hand clasps hard on my hip when the noise escapes me.
A nearby streetlight carves the powerful lines of his face. He’s fucking magnificent. He might be down on his knees for me, but he’s the conqueror, the warrior. I’m trembling all over as his rough hands slowly travel the length of my thick thighs. His dark eyes famished. The wings of his nose, flaring.
“You smell… fuck,” he cusses again gruffly.
Instead of pulling off my underwear, Mateo hooks a thick finger to its side and tugs it over my mound. The contact of the cool night air over my burning flesh sends more shivers through my body, and I moan again.
Without ever breaking eye contact, he leans into me and brushes the tip of his nose through my damp folds. My hands jump from his shoulders to come grip the soft strands of his thick hair. I’m a fucking wreck. Entirely owned, possessed before he’s even breached through.
Mateo takes a long, slow lick. Savoring me, drinking my juices directly from the source. And now I’m trembling from head to toe. Ready like never before. I know there’s no going back.
The same way he had my leg hooked around his hip, he cups my knee and drapes it over one broad shoulder. My lower lips part slowly and I feel how wet and engorged they are. And now it’s fucking go time. Mateo Romano fucking French-kisses my pussy the same way he devoured my mouth. He laps, suckles, twirls his tongue, drags it long and flat through my folds, and spears me with it as deep as it can go. I’m fucking gone for. Both of my trembling legs are over his massive shoulders and he’s bracing me firmly, his large hands filled with my ass. Going to town on me like he’s having his last and best meal ever. I shake and tremble, wailing loudly. The thought of getting caught, of someone seeing me like this. So fucking dirty. Getting head in a back alley. With my big tits spilling from my top, my skirt bunched around my waist, grinding myself onto his mouth. It’s nothing but a vague after-thought. Like it wouldn’t even truly matter. I doubt either of us would stop. Could stop.
when Matt starts sucking and licking on my throbbing clit and pushes two thick fingers inside me, I explode, destroyed by wave after wave of an earth-shattering orgasm. I can hear how wet I am. The nasty noises of Matt’s lips and tongue driving me crazy. The vibrations of his groans on my flesh stretching my pleasure. He keeps licking and lapping until the very last tremble. Not caring, I almost pulled off handfuls of his hair. Just greedily feeding off of me and finger-fucking me at a leisurely pace. Nuzzling my poor throbbing clit with the tip of his nose.
He lowers my legs to the ground and stands, cupping my face. Then he gently coos and kisses me, brushing my hair away from my face, treating me like I’m the most precious thing in the world. The contrast with what he was doing to me just a few moments ago is mind-blowing. With this man, I can be everything. Every single part of me can thrive and grow. The dirty girl who wants to get ravaged, and the sweet one who craves love and intimacy. He’s fucking perfect.
Matt holds me against his chest for a few minutes, then he hooks a finger under my chin to raise my face. Our eyes meet and I smile. He’s gorgeous… and covered in my juices. I giggle and he chuckles.
“Happy with yourself?” he teases. I bite my bottom lip, unable to answer without laughing. He shakes he’s head. “You’re trouble, sweetheart. You know that?”
I roll my eyes. “Trouble, is the man who’s fully dressed and has me pinned to a car, mostly naked and still shaking all over.”
Another low rumble of laughter that I want to bottle up and fill my heart with every day for the rest of my life. And beyond.
Matt rests his forehead against mine, still breathing heavily. Oh fuck, he didn’t come. He runs feather-like caresses over my bare arms, making my skin break into goosebumps.
His mouth hovering over mine, he whispers in a tone so soft it’s completely at odds with his words, “I need to fuck you, baby. Promise, after I’ll take you to bed and make love to you all night long. But right now, I need inside my woman.”
A needy moan escapes me, and I close the small distance between us, kissing him hard, deep, and wet. When our mouths detach, Matt takes a small step back and pulls out his wallet. When he fishes a condom out of it, my face flushes. Fuck, I’m gonna have sex. Maybe I need to tell him… But before I can decide, my mind goes blank. The vision of Mateo Romano fisting his big dick, thick veins running the length of its throbbing shaft, a pearl of precum glistening on its slit, short-circuits my brain. He unwraps the condom and pulls it on with shaky fingers, his eyes glued to the task at hand. And I watch, fascinated, as his majestic cock bobs, pointing straight up. Matt Romano is gonna be my first… my only one. Instead of scaring me, the thought washes over me with a wave of serenity and certitude.
With both of my hands around his hips, my ankles crossed at his back, the short, coarse hair around his dick rubbing against my parted lips, I’m shaking all over again. And an insane thought crosses my mind. I don’t know how I’m ever going to get anything done around this man. His presence entirely consumes me. I know he’s it for me.
At the same time I’m thinking, I’m gonna marry this man, Mateo’s large head-cock pushes through my pussy lips, rubbing its hard length over my sensitive skin, making me shake and moan loudly. Fuck, nothing has ever felt this good.
“Fuck… baby,” he lets out in a strangled voice, aligning with my entrance and starting to push in.
Long. Slow. Inch by inch. For a time that seems to stretch into infinity. As his thick girth invades me, I feel so full, impossibly stretched. TO the point where it hurts. I snap my eyes shut and clench my teeth, but Matt doesn’t realize what’s happening, he’s lost in me. So when he raises his head gifting me a glorious smile and sees the tears streaking my cheeks, he immediately withdraws.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
“I… I’m sorry,” I hiccup. “I hurt… it was hurting so bad.”
I’m so embarrassed, and fucking devastated we didn’t finish.
Mateo arranges my clothes, tucks himself inside his jeans without even pulling off the condom, and unlocks the car for us to climb in. Sitting in the driver’s seat, sideways, with his feet on the pavement, he tugs me onto his lap, holding me close to his chest.
And there, with my face buried in the warmth at the juncture between his shoulder and neck, basking in his scent, snuggled against his warmth and strength, my tears recede, at the same time the pounding pain between my legs soothes down.
“What’s wrong sweetheart? Did I hurt you? I’m sorry. So fucking sorry.” He presses tender kisses on my face between each sentence.
I sniffle, wipe my tears with the back of my hand, “No, I’m sorry. I should have told you.”
“Was this… your first time?” he asks cautiously.
