many words were on my tongue. What I had been wanting to say for weeks. To talk about my past. To open up to the first person showing interest in me but wanted nothing in return except for my happiness. The short time I had known Matteo had opened up new feelings inside of me. New emotions I had never experienced. They gripped my heart in a vice like grip, squeezing to the point of painful. Every time he walked into the room, my chest tightened, my blood roaring through my veins. Desire unfurled deep in the pit of my being. The feral female inside of me ready and waiting to come out and play.
“We’re here, beautiful girl.” Matteo opened the driver door and slipped around my side of the vehicle.
When he pulled me out of the SUV, I lost my footing and fell into his arms.
His hand slid down the length of my back, cupping my rear in a firm grip while his other cupped my nape.
I could feel him. Every single inch. He was pressed up against me in the most delicious way.
Matteo backed me up until I hit the side of his vehicle and lifted me in his arms.
I gasped. Knowing I should look around us to make sure we were in fact alone, I found I couldn’t. I was focused on the man holding me. Captivated by his dark stare holding me in a trance. The only light surrounding us was from the street lights but the way his vehicle was parked, we were covered by the shadow of the building.
My heart sped up, knowing what was to come but after what happened on the cliff, I needed some control. Even a little. Just for a moment. I needed to show Matteo that as much as I wanted to submit to him in every way possible, I also had to regain the control I lost so long ago.
Struggling out of his grip, I turned, pushing back against him.
A soft growl escaped his lips. Placing his hands on the window, he caged me in. His hot breath scorched my neck, his soft lips trailing light kisses down the shell of my ear. With a gentle touch, he brushed his fingers through my hair before tugging my head back.
“Are you trying to tease me, little girl?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.
My hips moved in circles, rubbing my ass against the growing erection in his pants. “No.”
“You’re lying.” His hold on my hair tightened, pulling my head back even more. “Do you know what I do to liars?”
“Spank them.” I swallowed hard, the muscles in my throat burning from the stretched force.
“Is that what you want me to do to you?”
“Yes,” I panted. “Always.”
“You want me to fuck you right here? When we’re outside and anyone can walk by at any moment? You want your screams to fill everyone’s ears?”
“Yes. God, yes.” I didn’t care where we were at this point. My body vibrated for him. A drop of sweat slid down the length of my back. The warm air mixed with the sexual tension erupting around us.
Matteo ground into me, inching his free hand under my skirt. “Why should I give you what you want when you lied to me? I don’t reward little girls who defy me.” His fingers wrapped around my throat, pulling me back against his chest.
“I’m sorry, Sir.” I licked my dry lips. “Please.”
He kicked my feet apart, spreading my legs. A zipper lowered, sending a tingle of desire racing down my spine. Rough hands lifted my skirt to my hips. “Are you ready for me, little girl?”
I nodded, bracing myself against the side of the vehicle.
Matteo brushed his finger between my legs, inching my panties to the side. “I’m going to fuck you. Right here. Hard and rough. If anyone walks by, they will see you getting the shit fucked out of you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“They will see you trembling and quaking from the deep thrusts of my cock. Think they’ll be jealous, Marketa?” he purred, sinking his teeth into the side of my neck.
I whimpered out a cry. “Oh yes.”
He grunted, lifted me higher and lowered me down the length of his cock.
I gasped, my body stretching to meet the size of him. He was huge and every time I was with him, I could never get used to the thickness deep inside of me. I felt full. All I could feel was him. Wrapped in me.