“Maybe I don’t want your mouth on me either.”
He lifts his eyes to meet mine as he settles in between my thighs.
“I mean, I love your mouth. Don’t get me wrong.” I’m quick to follow up. “I just want other things.”
“Greedy girl. You’re going to get it all.” He swirls his tongue around my clit. I drop my head back.
“Drenched. Is this all for me, treasure?”
“Yes.” I wiggle around. His forearm slides over my hips, pinning me to the bed.
“You do this to me. I can’t control it. It’s all your fault.” My body, acting on its own, tries to lift my hips, but it’s useless. I’m not sure if I’m really trying to get his mouth closer to me or if it’s because I love the sensation of being trapped under him.
“No need to control it when I’m here to take care of you.”
“Always?”
“Forever,” he responds before he makes true of his words. His mouth comes down on me, giving me what I want. The first orgasm, as always, is quick. He doesn’t stop at one, though; he keeps going. Only this time he adds one finger and then another. “You’ll take another one for me. Won’t you, my greedy girl?”
“Yes.” I nod, knowing I’ll take whatever he wants to give me. As wet as I am, he still has to work to get a third finger inside of me.
He pumps them in and out of me as his tongue toys with my clit. My body starts to tremble as another orgasm pushes down on me. His fingers hook inside me, causing me to slip over the edge. I cry out his name as the pleasure takes over.
My eyes flutter open when he moves up my body. I wrap my hands around his neck, staring up into his handsome face. I might not be the best at reading people, but I’d bet almost anything Mateo might be in love with me too.
The head of his cock slips into me easily. My body wants him as badly as my heart does.
“I’ve seen a lot of beautiful, priceless things in my life, Milly, but you are most definitely the rarest and most priceless.”
“Mateo.” I gasp as emotions start to flood me. How can I even respond to that? I know it’s sincere and not some line to get me. He’s always had me. From the very first moment he saved me in that parking lot.
“You’re all mine. I’ll never share you, and no one will ever take you from me.” With that, he thrusts all the way inside me. I cling to him. My nails dig into his skin as so many sensations flood my body. “Baby,” he groans. I can’t tell if it’s from pleasure or pain. The expression on his face doesn’t help.
He kisses the few tears that escape. I don’t think they’re from pain. It does hurt, but as quickly as I feel the sharp burst of pain, it fades away. There are too many things to focus on other than that.
Such as the overwhelming feeling of being full. I don’t only mean his cock deep inside me, stretching me to fit him. My heart is too. He’s gone and filled up spaces I hadn’t realized were empty until he was there.
“I’m okay,” I reassure him. He presses his forehead to mine.
“I hate this. You’re hurting, and this is the most pleasure I’ve ever felt in my whole damn life.” That makes me smile. I love that I’m able to give that to him. That I make him feel that way.
“I love that.” I shift, wanting to move. A deep, low rumble leaves him.
“Barely hanging on here. You can’t move.”
“Then I need you to move.” Any lingering pain that was there is now gone. The only thing left is need.
He pulls out, thrusting back in.
I gasp, making him freeze. “No!” I dig my nails deeper into him as I try to lift my hips, but I’m not going anywhere.
“Need more?” He licks the seam of my mouth.
“Yes, I need you.” His cock jerks inside of me, making me gasp again. “Need you,” I say again, enjoying the power those words have over his cock.
“Milly,” he growls before he lets go.
His thrusts start off slow and shallow at first. Until I start to lift my hips, meeting him. There is something about the groans that come from him as he drives in and out of me that make me wild.
It’s such a turn-on, that little dorky me has a man like Mateo losing his mind. I love that he’s unable to control himself with his need for me. Mateo, who is well over six feet tall and weighs in the two hundreds, has me pinned to the bed below him, but I’m the one with all the power.
“You’re so damn tight,” he groans. His hands slip between us.