Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
MATTEO
“She was fucking beautiful.” - Julian Hart, Painted Inferno
Jade sits on top of me, her head tipping back, waves spilling down her back as she rides my cock. Moving my left hand from her hip, I slide it down between us, working my fingers over her clit. Jade inhales sharply before sighing with a moan as she starts moving faster.
“Fuck, Jade,” I moan, my balls drawing closer to my body. A heat builds in the pit of my stomach, my own hips lifting to thrust into her as she rocks on top of me.
She shudders, her pussy clenching around my length, legs shaking as her orgasm hits her full force. She collapses against my chest. I wrap my arms around her lower back, holding her against me as I take full control and fuck her from the bottom.
I thrust into her, once, twice and then I’m losing myself deep inside her cunt, filling her with my cum for the third time tonight. First was in the kitchen, second in the hallway and finally, we made it into her bedroom.
Jade slowly lifts her head, her dazed eyes finding mine. “That was…” The words die on her lips with an ecstasy laced sigh.
A smile creeps onto my face. “Yeah…”
She lifts off my lap, rolling onto the mattress and off the bed. Her feet hit the floor and she slowly stands up, soft laughter falling from her lips. “Dear God, I don’t know if I can even walk.”
Pride swells inside my chest and I roll over, reaching for her. “Get back here and you won’t have to walk.”
She swats at my hand. “I need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
She saunters out of the room, not bothering to put on any clothing. The bathroom door closes, and I roll onto my back, my head floating as I smile up at the ceiling. I can see why people get addicted to things. Jade is fucking intoxicating. I’m drunk on her… and desperate for my next hit.
Jade comes back into the bedroom with both of our clothes in her hands. I slowly sit up, my cock twitching at the sight of her standing naked in front of me again.
“Come here,” I growl, holding my hands out to her.
Jade’s head moves back and forth, a mischievous grin tugging on her lips. “No way. I’m not falling for that again.” She tosses my clothes at me. “Time for you to go, Playboy.”
I tilt my head to the side, my eyebrows lifting. “You’re kicking me out?”
“I am, I need to get some sleep and I don’t think that will be happening so long as you’re here.”
I rise to my feet, sliding on my boxer briefs and pants. It’s all she threw at me. I look up at her, my chest warming as I notice the T-shirt she’s pulling on. “That’s mine,” I say, padding across the wood floor until I reach her.
“It’s mine now,” she quips with a shrug and a wink. “You can have it back next time.”
I smooth the material over her shoulders, my hands trailing down her arms as my gaze flickers to hers. “Is there going to be a next time?”
“Maybe not,” she says slowly, challenging me with an arched brow. “Maybe tonight is all we get.”
“Fuck that,” I growl, sliding my hand around the back of her neck, tugging her closer. “I lied when I said one taste. One taste was never going to be enough.”
Her lips part, as if she’s going to counter and I silence her, claiming her mouth with my own.
I swallow her words and the air from her lungs as I kiss her with an intensity that has my toes curling.
She kisses me back, her tongue dancing with mine as she grabs for my waist, holding onto me as if she’s afraid she’ll drown.
If I go under, you’re going with me, Sunny baby.
We break apart, breathless and flushed.
“You should go.” She kisses me again, her nails biting into my skin.
“I could stay,” I murmur against her mouth.
She shakes her head, her lips still molded to mine. “Not tonight.”
She’s right, I should go home. Spending the night feels an awful lot like strings and that’s something neither of us want.
“Yeah, you’re right,” I breathe, kissing her once more before we finally break apart. It takes every ounce of self-control I have to release her. If I don’t leave now, I’m going to have her naked, spread out on the bed for me again.
Goddamn. That’s an image I’ll never be able to erase from my mind.
And I’m not sure it’s one I ever want to forget.
I force myself out of her room, heading into the kitchen for my jacket. I pick it up from the floor, ignoring the cold material sliding against my skin as I put it on. My heart crawls into my throat as I lift my head and see her walking down the hall toward me.
She’s breathtaking.
Her hair’s a mess with that just-thoroughly-fucked look. My T-shirt swims on her and stops just along the middle of her thighs. I want to push it up and bend her over the counter, exposing her bare ass and pussy.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I rasp, my eyes raking the length of her as she walks over to me. She grabs the bottom of my jacket, sliding the zipper up to the base of my throat. Her fingers dance along my skin, toying with the white gold chain around my neck.
“Likewise.”
“Do you have plans this weekend?”
She shakes her head. “No, I don’t think so.”
“My sisters and some of the guys are coming over. I didn’t know if you—well, if you’d maybe want to come too.”
My stomach flutters, heat creeping across my face and I replay the stupid sentence inside my head. Why the hell did I stumble over my words like that? I’m a grown ass adult, not a little schoolboy.
Jade lets go of my chain, running her hands down the front of my bomber jacket. My cock’s already hard but I try to ignore it. Clearly, I’m not in control of anything anymore.
“Are you sure?” She rolls her lips between her teeth, her expression unreadable. “I don’t want to intrude with your friends and family being there.”
I cock my head to the side, my eyes scanning her face. “You’re not intruding if I invite you over. Plus, I want them all to meet you.”
She’s silent for a beat. Her throat bobs and her eyes widen, just slightly, as she stares up at me. “Why?”
My heart gallops inside my chest. I’ve never met anyone like her before. She challenges me and keeps me on my toes. Things with her, they never feel dry or boring. When I’m not with her, all I can think about is when I get to see her again.
I’ve become an addict and she’s my drug of choice.
“I think everyone should know you.”
She sucks in a shallow breath. “Matteo…”
I need her to stop. She can’t say something to send reality crashing down around us. I don’t do this, ever. I’ve never invited a woman over to meet my sisters or my friends. Hell, I never invite women to my home, I only ever go to theirs.
She’s causing me to change the game. The rules and the lines—they cease to exist.
I want her in my space. I want my friends and family to know her. If I sit and think about it, if I acknowledge the significance of that, everything’s going to go up in flames.
“Don’t overthink it, Sunny. I’m not, so you can’t either.”
“Okay,” she says with a little shrug, a small smile tugging on the corners of her lips. “I need your address and a time. I can bring something too.”
I step closer, my hands cupping the sides of her face as I tilt her head back. “Just bring yourself. That’s all I need.”
Fuck me.
Before she can say anything, I bring my face to hers, silencing her with my lips. I’m making a lot of mistakes, saying a lot of things without filtering my words first.
“Goodnight, Sunny,” I say, pulling away from her—forcing myself away. She follows me to the door, where I stop to slip my shoes on. “I’ll text you when I’m home.”
“Dream of me,” she says with a wink as I pull open the door. Her eyes shimmer beneath the light, soft and blue.
“Oh, I will.”
Jade blows me a kiss, shutting the door before we end up stumbling back into her bedroom, wrapped up in one another. I rake my hand through my hair as I step onto the elevator, a heavy sigh escaping me. Things between us, they’ll never go back to what they were before we fucked.
Jade Wilson is everything I thought I never wanted… and everything I can’t imagine not having now.