me the hardest I had ever been.
I went into this wanting to dominate. I was going to show her the true error of my ways in my playroom. But her soft fingers stroking me made my brain buzz so all I could focus on was getting back inside of her body.
“Does your little slut know you need pain to get off?”
“Fuck,” I growled. “Harder, Mae,” I breathed against her lips.
“Let me taste you, my Liege. Please.”
Her begging set me off. I rose to my full height. “Open,” I snarled.
Her mouth parted halfway before I thrust my cock between her lips. A sharp sting of pain burned through me as her teeth scratched down the shaft.
Pushing to the back of her throat, I gripped her hair with both hands. “Hard.”
She choked, gagged and whimpered around me.
Her sounds only made me thrust harder. Pumping deep into her mouth, I fucked her face like I would her pussy. Rough. Bordering on violent.
Her small hands wrapped around my base, her cheeks hollowing out as she tried to keep up with my fast movements.
I pulled out, giving her a chance to breathe before I thrust back into the warm wet hole.
She moaned, sucking hard, taking what I had to give her.
“That’s my girl. Swallow my cock. Make me hard. So fucking hard it hurts,” I groaned, ripping my fingers through her hair. My hips thrust forward.
She sucked.
I thrust.
She moaned.
We worked up a rhythm, her mouth and my hips meeting in the center.
My balls tightened, a hot shiver crawling up my spine. “Shit. Faster. Suck me faster.”
Her grip on me tightened.
An explosion slammed into me. It was so strong, I lost my breath. “Marketa,” I roared, speeding up my hips. My dick pulsed, the release leaving me in waves.
Mae moaned, loosening her suction and opened her mouth wider. Lapping up my release, she kissed the head of my dick. “You taste so good.”
Kneeling in front of her, I stroked my thumb through the drop of my come that dribbled down the corner of her mouth.
Her nostrils flared when I brought it up to my mouth and sucked it between my lips. Swallowing the heady scent of my arousal, I pulled her into my arms.
We stared at each other intently. So much passed between us in the short time we had known each other. But tonight, words were said we couldn’t take back. Parts of our histories revealed we never wanted to talk about, let alone think about.
My chest ached, filling with something I had never felt before. Something I didn’t want to admit to. It was too soon.
“Matteo?” Mae brushed her fingers through the hair at my nape.
Leaning my forehead between the swell of her breasts, I took a breath. And another. But it didn’t help. This ache only grew. I knew what was causing it. But it was still too damn soon.
“You were beautiful with your mouth wrapped around my cock,” I said, trying to appease this twinge in my chest.
“I enjoyed pleasing you.”
“Get up and bend over that bench.” The dominant side forced its way to the surface. Protecting me. Diminishing the vulnerability I felt.
Mae rose from my lap and did as she was told. Her perfect ass was up in the air, ready and waiting for whatever I had in store for it.
A tremor of anxiety roared through me, this ache tightening my lungs until I gasped for breath.
What the hell?
I knew. And fuck me if it wasn’t the wrong time.
Mae
I woke sometime during the night wrapped in black satin sheets. The soft fabric was cool against the skin, sending a layer of goosebumps over my body. The spicy scent of cologne wafted into my nostrils, appeasing this emptiness I had felt since arriving at Matteo’s only a couple of hours before.
He had used me through the night. After the blowjob I had been wanting to give him for weeks, he took me. Hard. But something was wrong. Although he was a sadist, the rough touch of his hands usually held a hint of gentleness. But not this time. It was like he was trying to fuck something out of me. Or him. An internal battle flashed in his eyes. Whatever it was, he didn’t let me in and he still didn’t let me touch him.
Rolling over onto my back, I realized the spot beside me was empty. In my sleep filled haze, I sat up, my gaze landing on Matteo sitting in the dark corner of his bedroom.
His ankle was crossed over