Lured into Love (Blossom in Winter #2) - Melanie Martins Page 0,139

my eyes never leaving his. I can see a smile of pride and satisfaction settling on his lips. And I smile too, knowing how much he is enjoying it. “Ah…” He thrusts once more, and I know in that moment that he is all the way inside.

“See…” he mutters, keeping his smile just as big. “I knew you could take it.”

There is some sort of womanly pride in showing him I’m able to take him completely.

His hands leave my waist, going up to my hair to form a messy ponytail. Then he leans downs to meet me.

“Now…” he whispers, his lips brushing my ear, his cock teasing me inside, but his eyes still locked on mine. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to sit tomorrow.”

My jaw drops at his words, but not my gaze. I keep looking him straight in the eye, and in the heat of the moment, I utter, biting my lip, “I hope so.”

“Keep looking at me,” he demands, his hands holding my hair in a ponytail. “Even if you cry. Are we clear?”

I nod, my eyes never leaving his stare. My body is in a trance, trembling, sweating, my heart filled with anxiety and fear at his next move. How much more rough can it be?

He tightens his grip around my ponytail and my neck, and thrusts into me so hard that the only reason I don’t fall on the mattress is because he is holding me. I’ve got to close my eyes for a moment to breathe. “Petra.”

But I reopen them just as fast at hearing him call my name, only to see how wet they are.

“Ah…” he growls behind me as he keeps moving back and forth, propelling my hips forward with the intensity of each thrust.

Tears start blurring my vision, and I sniffle, trying to prevent them from falling. But he doesn’t stop. No.

And as I look at us in the mirror, him holding my neck and hair, his cock deep inside my ass, his pelvis moving back and forth, and me on my knees, I can feel everything we are both feeling—the pleasure, the pain, the power, the submission.

“You’re such a fucking good girl,” he praises as we become one in that moment. And I can’t help but smile at his words.

“Keep going,” I tell him.

I have no idea why I dared to say that, but it just felt so natural to do so.

His intensity picks up, and with tears streaming from my eyes, I moan, feeling his cock spasm inside me with a spreading warmth of cum.

Then he closes his eyes for a second—the second he puts his lips on my temple. My heart melts at his tenderness, and I close mine too, losing myself in this heavenly sent kiss. I wish this could last forever. Tears keep falling, but not from the physical pain. I’d heard you could cry while making love, overwhelmed with emotions, but I never thought it would happen to me. “Hey…” he whispers. “Are you okay?”

“I’m sorry.” I sniffle, feeling pathetic to be so emotional. “It has been a rough day.”

Chuckling at my wordplay, he asks, “Should I leave?”

“No,” I reply instantly before he can move away. “Stay inside me a bit longer.”

As we remain silent, enjoying each other’s warmth, I try to cherish this moment as much as I can. For some reason that I can’t explain, a bitter taste settles in my gut, telling me the happiness won’t last.

I can’t help but get anxious at the thought of my parents’ reaction once they find out we ran away. Are they gonna hurt him? Or us? Oh gosh! The thought of it makes me shiver instantly.

“Be careful with my parents,” I tell him.

“I know,” he replies, his tone filled with seriousness, as if he knows what I’m thinking. “I won’t let them hurt us.”

Chapter 34

The Hamptons, October 24, 2020

Matthew Bradford

“Are you sure about that?” Pops asks me once more, his tone coming off stern, as we remain on the front porch with Tess, Roy, and their security agents at one o’clock in the morning.

“Yeah, I swear. She received a text on her phone and then left,” I tell them.

Pops had come as fast as he could and called Roy right after. When they arrived here, their faces were so grave that I thought Petra had died or something.

But one of the security agents standing beside Roy doesn’t seem convinced. “We haven’t intercepted any incoming messages though. Even the GPS tracking