“Are there other things from the books you read that you want to reenact?” he asks playfully as he spins me around.
I laugh. I feel so carefree and happy in this moment. “You have no idea.”
He dips me as if I’m as light as a feather. “I have lots of ideas when it comes to you, my little treasure.”
“Mateo.” I breathe, closing my eyes. He lifts me, his mouth meeting with mine in a soft, sweet kiss that leaves me breathless. “Can we go back to the room?”
“Yes.” The one word comes out thick, filled with need. He tangles his fingers with mine. We quickly make it back to the hotel room. The second the door closes to our room, I’m on him. Or maybe he’s on me. It doesn’t matter.
We pull at each other's clothes, stumbling toward the bed. By the time we make it there, we’re both naked.
“Mateo!” I moan, digging my fingers into his hair when his mouth comes down onto my sex. He’s kneeling on the side of the bed with my legs tossed over his shoulders, feasting on me. My own moans are matched with deep groans from him. You’d think he’s enjoying this as much as I am. Knowing Mateo, he probably is. The man gets off on taking care of me. I want to take care of him too.
I scream out his name as the orgasm hits me. He works two of his thick fingers inside of me. It’s a tight fit, but I want more. It’s always that way with Mateo. It has been from the very start. I can never get enough of him. I want to know everything I can when it comes to him. When we’re together, I feel not only normal but so damn wanted and desired it’s addicting. I wasn’t sure I’d ever experience that in my life. Now that I have, I’ll never be able to be without it again.
“You’re so damn tiny,” I hear him say as I open my eyes. He’s watching his fingers as they work in and out of me.
“And you’re big.” I lick my lips. So far I’ve only felt Mateo’s cock. I haven’t gotten to see it yet. I start to try to sit up, but he presses his thumb to my clit. “Mateo,” I moan. “I want to see you too,” I practically beg. I reach down, wrapping my hand around his wrist. He stops thrusting his fingers in and out of me. “Please.”
He groans, and I know I’ve won this round. He pulls his fingers out and takes one more long lick of me first. As he rises to his feet, I sit up. There is no missing the size of his cock or the bead of cum that leaks from the tip. I lick my lips, wanting to taste him. I want to give him the same kind of pleasure that he’s given me.
“You’re a tease, you know that?” he asks, reaching down to grip his cock. I shake my head. I didn’t know that.
“How can I be a tease when I’m lying in your bed naked, wanting all of you?” He groans again, dropping his head back to stare up at the ceiling. I run my fingers down his chest. “Show me what you like.” I swipe my finger across the head of his cock. I bring it to my mouth, getting my first taste of him.
“Milly.” He groans, watching me. “Anything you do is perfect.” He releases his hold on his cock. I take him into my hand, surprised at how soft his skin is there. It reminds me of velvet.
“You’re the only person to ever think that.” I barely get my hand around his cock. I’m not sure how he’s ever going to fit inside me, but I’ll die trying if I have to.
“Everyone else is a fucking dumbass then.”
I grip him tighter and start to move my hand the same way I’ve read about in my books. When a groan comes from him, I know I must be doing something right.
“Can I taste you?” I lick my lips, wanting more of him.
“Milly, you can do anything you want to me.”
“I want to make you come in my mouth,” I admit as I lean in, my tongue swiping along the tip of his cock, stealing the small bead of cum that formed after I stole the last one.
“Fuck.” Every muscle in his body flexes. For some reason, I feel powerful and sexy. It spurs me on. I open my mouth wide to take him in. “Give me those eyes, Milly; I need to see them.” I do as he asks, opening them back up, not having realized I closed them to begin with. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life, treasure.”