Chapter 35 #2
“I. Don’t. Care,” I repeat softly, refusing to back down. Refusing to let him scare me away when I know he’s doing it on purpose. To prove to himself that he isn’t worthy.
“I can’t be gentle tonight.”
The warning in his words rings in the air as his grip on my wrists tightens.
Can’t.
Not won’t.
Can’t.
I rise on the tips of my toes, our noses brushing as I whisper against his lips, “I can take anything you throw at me.”
His jaw clenches for a second, something dark burning in his irises, before he closes them and captures my mouth with his.
The kiss is savage. Hard and unyielding. Every swipe of his tongue is like a lash, a quiet warning of what’s coming, the demons that are haunting him, but I meet him there halfway, welcoming him with open arms.
I’m so lost in him, I don’t even register he let go of my wrists until he’s bending down, his palms gripping my ass and lifting me into his arms.
Breaking the kiss, I press my palm against his chest, my heart beating wildly as he carries me down the hallway and into our bedroom.
I slide down his body until my feet touch the floor. His fingers grip the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. I push my pants down, leaving me only in my lacy panties and bra.
I reach for him, but he takes a step back, his lips pressing together.
“On your knees.”
His tone is low and husky, sending a thrill down my spine. My pussy clenches, and my mouth goes dry.
Holding his gaze, I do as he ordered.
He takes me in with his dark gaze, appreciation and desire shining on his face.
“Undress me.”
I lift my hand, unbuttoning his jeans. The sound of the zipper lowering fills the quiet room before I slowly shove his pants and underwear down his muscled thighs, his cock jolting up.
Damn, he’s so freaking hard.
My tongue darts out, sliding over my lower lip. Matthew steps out of the pile of clothes, pushing it to the side without moving his gaze from me.
His fingers slip under my chin, coaxing my lips to part, before they slide to my nape, sinking into my hair.
“Open up.”
There’s an edge to his voice as he steps closer, the tip of his cock brushing against my lips.
I don’t need to be told twice. My lips part for him, tongue barely brushing against his tip before he thrusts his cock into my mouth.
Fuck.
I suck in a sharp breath through my nose, and my eyes turn watery at the sudden impact. I barely manage to get a grip as Matthew pulls back slightly before thrusting in again.
There is nothing pretty about it. There is just raw need, the desperation to lose himself in this moment. It’s primal and hard. He’s pushing my limits, taking what he needs.
Me.
I’m the one he needs.
And that realization makes pride swell in my chest.
I can taste the saltiness of his pre-cum on my tongue as he slowly pushes his cock into my mouth.
His fingers tighten around the back of my neck as he sinks deeper. His other hand leisurely grips the back of his shirt and pulls it off.
I grab his hips to steady myself. I have to focus on breathing through my nose as I wrap my lips around him while he fucks my mouth.
Matthew hisses softly, pulling back a bit before thrusting forward. “Look at you. Taking me in so well.”
I murmur softly around him, my cheeks rosy at his praise. My nipples are hard pebbles rubbing against the lacy material of my bra, and my panties are a soaked mess between my thighs.
“Are you drenched for me? Does sucking my cock turn you on?”
I nod slightly, licking his tip.
“Show me.”
I uncurl my fingers from his hip and let them glide down my belly. My skin is heated, my whole body buzzing with need. Need to be touched. Possessed. Filled by him.
I shove my panties to the side, sliding two of my fingers through my folds, but before I can pull them out and show him, his grip on me tightens. “Push them inside.”
My fingers slip easily into me just as Matthew sinks his cock into my mouth. The double sensation makes me moan loudly as my eyes fall shut.
“Eyes on me, Trouble,” Matthew grinds.
I blink my eyes open to find his heated gaze locked on me. “Another one.”
I try to shake my head, but he doesn’t let me. “Another. One.”
Dammit.
I pull my fingers out. My whole palm is coated in my wetness, the same wetness that’s dripping down my thighs. I add another finger, gliding it down my slit and pushing it inside.
Holy fuck—
My body shudders, my pussy gripping my fingers. The fullness makes my skin feel tight as tingles of pleasure run over it.
“That’s it,” he rasps. He wraps my braid around his hand, tipping my head back, and his cock slips in another half an inch. “Fuck yourself with your fingers while I fuck your mouth. I want to feel you moan your release on my cock.”
Shit.
My pussy quivers around my fingers as I moan softly.
I’ve never seen this side of Matthew before—dominant and completely in control—but I love it. I can’t look away from him. I want to see him fall apart. See him lose himself in me. Be there for him, just like he was there for me when I needed him.
Together, we find a rhythm. He pulls back, my tongue sliding over the underside of his cock and twisting around his tip, before he sinks back into my mouth, each time a little bit deeper, all while I thrust my fingers into my pussy.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard. Every part of you will be mine.”
He’s hitting the back of my throat, making my eyes water. My mouth is so full, it feels like I might burst. My scalp burns slightly, and I moan around his dick as my head bobs over his length.
“Is that what you want? To give me everything? Every last bit of yourself?”
I nod my head as I suck him, my hips grinding into my palm as the pressure builds inside my center. I sink down on my fingers, the pleasure exploding inside me as I come.
My movements become sloppy as I roll my hips, trying to prolong my pleasure, my pussy pulsing around my fingers as I moan against his throbbing dick.
He’s on the edge, practically throbbing on my tongue, his movements becoming shorter and sharper. I grip him harder, pulling him to me.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come.” The muscles in his arms become taut, straining with pleasure. “Where do you want me? Should I fill that pretty mouth or spill all over your tits?” He curses under his breath as he sinks into me again. “Fuck.”
I hum around his cock. I don’t care one bit where he comes as long as I get to see him let go. Be the one who got him over the edge.
“Trouble…”
My name is a plea and a curse. His cock jerks against my tongue, his release filling my mouth as he groans loudly. I suck him, swallowing everything he pours into me. His free hand wraps around his base, and he suddenly pulls out of my mouth, pumping the last of his release over my heaving chest.
One drop falls onto my hard nipple. I pull my hand from between my legs and rub my fingers against the drop of cum.
Matthew’s eyes narrow as he watches me, his pupils blown, cheeks flushed.
Before I can lower my hand, he grabs my wrist and pulls it to his mouth, sucking my fingers clean.
“Fuck, you taste so good.”
His words travel straight to my throbbing clit, causing my pussy to clench. Although I just came, I’m far from satisfied. I don’t think I’ll ever be quite satisfied when it comes to Matthew. I’m just as greedy to possess all of him as he is to possess all of me.
Matthew pulls me up, his mouth crashing over mine as he shoves his tongue inside my mouth. He cuts the kiss as abruptly as it started, his palm slapping against my ass, the sting going straight to my core. “On your hands and knees.”
I blink, confused by the sudden harsh tone. “Wha—”
Before I can even move, he flips me over, maneuvering my body onto the bed as though I weigh nothing. “You didn’t think I was done with you just yet, did you?”
My hair tie falls out, braid unraveling, my hair shielding my view.
His fingers dig into my skin so hard I know it’ll leave marks, but I don’t care, because the next thing I know, his mouth is on me.
“Shit!”
I claw at the blanket as his fingers push my panties to the side and then spread my ass cheeks apart. The next thing I know, his warm breath tickles my skin before his tongue sinks inside my pussy from behind.
Wetness pools between my thighs as he works his magic on me. I lean down, raising my ass up, his expert tongue lapping and swirling at me as he moves lower, his lips wrapping around my clit.
My hips jerk at the sensual touch. I push myself more against his talented mouth as I bury my face in the blanket.
Matthew murmurs something unintelligible into me, his hot breath teasing my flesh and making goosebumps rise on my skin.
“Look at that dripping pink pussy.”
My head falls, walls clenching, the emptiness inside me making me ache for more.
“Please,” I pant, my breathing ragged.
“Please what?” he murmurs, his fingers spreading me open wider, his tongue circling around my entrance. Teasing. Taunting.
“Shit… Please, I—” I shake my head, trying to push back against him harder, but his hold is unyielding. “Matthew, I need more. I need—”
“Such a greedy girl.” His palm connects with my ass again, the slap echoing in the room as the sting warms my skin while he presses into me from behind.
I barely have a moment to register what’s happening before he’s sinking inside of me.
Hard.
He’s hard once again.
My head falls to the mattress in pure ecstasy as he fills me, ass thrusting higher. This new position makes him go even deeper, touching parts of me I didn’t even realize existed.
My whole body shudders as his fingers sink into my hips while he fucks me from behind, his hand sneaking around me and tweaking my clit.
My orgasm comes—hard and fast.
His name is a muffled moan as I grip the blanket, but he doesn’t stop. His movements speed up, the slapping of skin against skin echoing in the room as he chases his release.
Hard. Merciless. Restless.
There is nothing gentle in his movements. We aren’t making love tonight. No, he’s fucking me raw, and my body craves everything he gives me.
I look at him from over my shoulder, studying the hard lines of his face, the complete focus. Our gazes meet, then our mouths smash together in a fervent kiss.
I didn’t think I had another orgasm in me, but he doesn’t leave me a choice. He demands my release, and I give it to him. My pussy grips his dick, pulling him deeper as he comes inside me, his hot seed filling me as he shouts his release into my mouth.
His body collapses on top of mine, pressing me into the mattress, our wild heartbeats and breaths mingling together as one while we come down from the high.
He rolls over, pulling me on top of him. I run my fingers through his hair, our gazes locking together.
Different emotions swirl inside his eyes as he watches me for a moment. “I didn’t hurt you, did—”
“No,” I say immediately, not even giving him a chance to finish. “You didn’t hurt me. I—” My lips clamp closed. The words are on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow them back.
Not now.
Not like this.
So instead, I press a kiss to his chin. “I’m perfect. You were perfect.”
The corner of his mouth twitches up, but his smile disappears just as quickly.
Lifting my hand, I play with his hair, neither of us saying anything.
He’s the first one to fall asleep, so I take a moment to watch him in the darkness.
And I hold him tight, hoping this will be enough.
That I am enough.