Chapter 17
MATEO
The heat that flared in Emmie’s eyes made me smirk as I leaned down and nipped at her chin. I was far from done with her. I had time to think about what I wanted to do with her, and I was going to make sure she couldn’t move, let alone walk by the time I was done.
When she bit my bicep again, the slight flash of pain went straight to my cock.
“Do that again, and I’ll flip you over to bite your ass.” Indentations on her cheeks popped into my mind.
“Do it,” she challenged, a haughty look on her face like she didn’t think I would. My grin was almost feral. When she opened her mouth to say another remark, I sat up, grabbed her hips, and flipped her onto her stomach. She was still in her jersey, the fabric twisted around her waist.
Her gasp cut off as I slid down just enough to grab her right ass cheek. I brought my mouth to it and bit just hard enough to leave a mark and earn me a sound that was a mix between a whimper and groan.
I licked the mark, soothing the sting. With a proud smirk, I lifted up and rubbed her left cheek before landing a soft smack to it. The mewls that left her mouth were going to fill my dreams later.
Seeing her lying there, jersey around her waist, bare ass in the air made my dick throb. I reached down and squeezed it through my joggers, grunting in appreciation. I was adamant that I wasn’t going to come in my pants like a teenager.
It was going to be hard not to do, especially since Emmie flipped over and tugged her jersey up and over her head, leaving her completely naked. Now this was my favorite view. Her body would be forever ingrained in my mind.
She rested back on her forearms, eyes hungrily roaming my bare chest. A few pieces of her hair stuck to her forehead, but what drew my attention was the red hair draped down her chest, covering her perky tits. Tits that were the perfect handful. Dusty pink nipples that just begged for my mouth.
I wanted to devour her.
I palmed myself again, jaw clenched as she watched from her spot on the bed.
“Unfair that I'm the only one completely naked.”
“Want these off?” I pulled my pants down low enough to tease.
Emmie didn’t hesitate to answer. “Yes.”
I liked that she was direct. If she wanted something, she went for it. Another thing we had in common.
Maintaining eye contact, I tugged my pants off, along with my boxers, until my cock popped out. It was hard enough to bounce up to my stomach. I didn’t know a time that I was this hard—ever.
A flush traveled from her cheeks, down her neck, and landed on her chest. I had wondered how far that blush would go, and I just got my answer.
With her eyes glued to my cock, I reached down and stroked from tip to base. I could very easily come with her watching me with that look on her face.
“You get to decide how this goes.” My voice was gravelly. “If you want it slow, we’ll go slow. If you want it rough, I will gladly be rough. But—you choose.”
She tilted her head, like she was trying to decide what she wanted. “I was going to say rough, but now I’ve seen that…” Her eyes bounced from my cock to my face.
I held back a chuckle. “I promise I’ll take care of you, no matter the option you pick.”
Emmie crooked a finger at me, beckoning me closer, knees falling wide open. I cursed under my breath and stepped forward, my own legs hitting the edge of the bed. I trailed my hands up her inner thighs until I reached her pussy. Pink, glistening, begging to be fucked.
I slipped just the tip of my finger in her, soaking in the sound of her little gasp as I bent over and grazed her lips with mine.
“Know one thing, Emmie.” I nipped her bottom lip, pulling my finger out to circle her clit. Her hips bucked. “Next time, it’ll be my jersey your wearing. Am I clear?”
She gave me a nod, but it wasn’t good enough.
I tsked. “Use your words, Emmie.”
Her breath hitched. “I understand.”
“Good girl,” I murmured before capturing her mouth again.
She kissed me back with fever, arching her back so her nipples brushed against my chest. She was so soft under me, but she wasn’t fragile. I could feel the hard muscle of her thighs and calves. The hard planes of her stomach flexed with each breath. She was strong and beautiful.
She reached down between us, grasping my hard length in her palm. I shuddered as she stroked once, twice.
“It’s not going to fit.” Her voice was breathy against my lips, and my ego inflated at her words.
“I’ll make it fit, don’t worry.” I kissed her again before I pulled back to ask the question I should have earlier. “Protection?”
“On the pill.”
My stomach swooped, balls tightening. “I’m clean, I promise. I’ve never done it without a condom, and I haven’t been with anyone in months.”
“I’m clean, too.” She kissed my chin, once again stroking me from base to tip. My mind went blank.
Don’t you dare fucking come, Mateo. Don’t you dare.
I gritted my teeth as my cock twitched in her palm.
The words that fell from her mouth were a plea. “Fuck me, Mateo.” Her wish was my command.
Placing my hand on top of hers, I used her hand to stroke me while my other free hand angled at her hips.
“Keep those eyes on me, baby,” I instructed. With her hand under mine, I lined my cock with her entrance, teasing her with just the tip. “I want to see your face when I slide inside you for the first time.”
I held my breath as I gently pushed forward, her tight grip immediately encasing my cock. A hand on my ass urged me deeper, and I was happy to oblige. I instructed her to not look away, but it was me who was fighting fluttering eyes at the sensation of her wrapped around me.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I groaned, the sound vibrating in my chest. She was going to ruin me.
Hearing the hitch in her breath, I reached between us to rub her clit, hoping to ease the pressure of stretching her out.
“You’re taking me so well,” I said through clenched teeth. “Taking every, single, inch.” I slid to the hilt at that last word. Our groans echoed through the room. My hands landed beside her head, eyes closed as I breathed through my nose.
I needed a second before I could move. Emmie certainly wasn’t helping. She ran her hands up my sides while her warm breath fanned across my ear. Damn, her pussy gripped me like a glove.
“Mateo,” she whimpered. Her hips moved, somehow forcing me deeper inside her even though there was no space between us.
“I could easily become addicted to being inside of you,” I grunted in her neck, slowly moving my hips to pull out half an inch and then back in.
I wanted to go slow, but when she moaned more, that flew out the window. I eased back, grabbing her hips as I went.
“Since you asked so nicely.” With my knees on the bed, I pulled almost all the way out until only the head of my cock was inside her, then pushed forward until I was buried.
Her mouth parted open, no sounds leaving it as I did it again and again. I gripped her hips tightly, bringing her back toward me as she slid up the bed with every thrust.
“You like that, don’t you?” She didn’t need to answer, her nails scratching my forearms and her eyes rolling back told me enough.
The desire to make her scream loud enough that the whole building heard drove me to thrust harder. The sound of slapping flesh filled the room. Dirty, yet erotic. The sight of her pert tits bouncing had one of my hands reaching out to tweak her nipples, going from one to another.
God, the sounds coming out of her mouth.
Each pitch forward seated me deeper. Her walls clenched so tight, it felt like a vice wrapped around me. Sweat formed on my forehead and down my back as I lost myself in the pleasure of her body.
Sex had never felt so good. I couldn’t begin to form words. Especially when she started to talk dirty, hips bucking against me.
“Fuck me, Mateo. Fuck me like a little slut.”
Oh, how I couldn’t wait to see how dirty and kinky she could be.
My hand slid up her chest to wrap around her throat, adding just enough pressure on the sides to restrict her breathing but not fully choke her out. A sinful smile took over my face at her whimper.
I could feel her walls clenching and pulsing, letting me know she was almost there. Her thighs clamped around my waist, keeping me close to her. I had no plans of going anywhere. I was going to stay here and fuck her through her orgasm and then another and another.
“That’s it, Emmie baby. Milk my cock.”
My words had the desired effect because she did just that. Her body twitched beneath me and bucked with each thrust of my hips. I wanted—no, needed—to make her come. I reached down and rubbed her clit in fast, firm strokes as I bottomed out inside her, skin slapping against hers.
“Come for me, Em. Come all over this cock,” I urged her on.
Her mouth parted, face red, hair stuck to her neck and forehead. “I’m coming,” she choked out.
Feeling her around me, I tightened my hold on her neck and slammed in deep. I watched as those gorgeous green eyes fluttered and rolled to the back of her head. Her entire body locked tight, thighs quivering, pussy clamped around me as she came.
I didn’t once let up, keeping her there as long as I could. The sight and feel of her triggered my own release.
I bared my teeth, pleasure licking my spine as I pushed completely inside her, balls slamming against her ass, and came deep inside of her. My shout was so loud, it had to be heard three doors down.
Emmie gasped for air as my hand left her throat, fisting the comforter below her.
“Oh, fuck,” I ground out, my cock twitching inside her, my body locked tight. Pretty sure I blacked out for a second.
It took me a full minute to recover, and I found myself lying on top of her. Her legs were still locked around me.
Breathing heavy, I gently pushed up, lifting myself. I brushed a strand of hair off her forehead, and she grinned up at me with a lazy expression.
“That was…”
“Magnificent?” I supplied.
“Mhmm,” Emmie hummed, running her hands up my arms to my shoulders. “That was fun.”