“I do. But not here. I changed my mind.” He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. “Anticipation, sweet girl.”
“What?” I pouted. “Please.”
“You’re going to wait to come.” Holding my hand, he licked my fingers, nipping the pads gently.
My mouth opened and closed. Oh he was evil. Well I could play. And I would win. “Fine. Dance with me.”
“You want to dance?” He took a couple deep breaths. “I need a moment.”
“Nope.” I pushed him. “Dance with me. Now.”
“You want me to go out there sporting a raging hard on?”
“Don’t worry.” I patted his arm. “I’ll cover it up with my ass.”
“Oh I am going to have fun destroying your body later.”
“Not if I destroy yours first.” I pushed him again. “Move.”
“Mae.”
“Or did you want me to help you?” Reaching for his belt, I started unbuckling it.
“What do you think you’re doing, little girl?” he growled, grabbing my wrists.
Pulling free from his hold, I cupped him, stroking gently over his fabric covered length. “Do you feel that? How hard you are for me? I bet this hurts doesn’t it? So veiny and throbbing. Mmm…it makes my mouth water.”
“Shit, Marketa.” His fingers tightened around my wrists.
“Do you want to come, my love?” I asked, licking my tongue up the length of his jaw.
“Fuck yes.”
I peered around the room, making sure no one was in sight.
Matteo pinched my chin. “No one will see your pretty lips wrapped around my cock.”
I finished undoing his belt, pulling his length free from the confines of his pants. Wrapping a hand around the base of him, I squeezed.
He let out a hiss when my palm came into contact with his dick. “Now.”
A surge of power erupted through me while I lowered my mouth down the length of him. His hips bucked, his fingers wrapping in my hair. By the thrusts of his hips, I knew he was close. My tongue ran over him, savoring the sweet salty taste.
“Suck harder. I need you…fuck…”
His loss for control turned me on. Hollowing out my cheeks, I tightened my lips, pulling hard from base to tip. I gagged every so often. Whenever he reached the back of my throat, his cock only grew harder.
“Marketa, fuck me. My beautiful girl,” his fingers wrapped in my hair. “Suck my cock like it’s your last meal.”
I moaned around him, devouring every inch.
“That’s it. Harder.”
My hands moved with my mouth, pumping him until he swelled. So big. So huge. So damn delicious.
“Fuuuuuuuck.”
His cock pulsed, pouring its release down the back of my throat. It was so thick and fast, it force me to swallow every drop of his essence.
“That’s it, pet. Swallow all of me.”
I moaned, lapping up his release.
Matteo lifted my head, righted his pants and was on me before I took my next breath. He kissed me like he needed me to survive. Like he needed me to live. Like he needed…me.
“Matteo,” I breathed, not wanting to push my luck with not being caught. I smiled against his mouth. “Sir.” I pushed him back, reminding him that we were still in public.
“Sorry,” he panted, leaning his forehead against mine.
“Are you okay?” I asked, worry settling inside of me.
“Yes. I …God…I have no fucking idea how to describe it. I guess I’m …happy.”
I laughed. “Well you are welcome. That was the point.”
“The point wasn’t that you wanted to control me?” he asked, leaning back and rested his arm on the back of the bench behind me.
“Well maybe for a little bit.” I winked.
“For the first time in my life, I enjoyed giving someone my control. And,” he took a deep breath. “It didn’t scare me.”
Tears welled in my eyes. “I’m glad.”
“But I’m still going to whip that pretty ass of yours,” he promised, cupping my cheeks and wiped under my eyes.
“I wouldn’t expect any less,” I said, leaning in for a kiss.
“No?” he covered my mouth softly. “And why’s that?” he asked against my lips.
“Because I know how you work.” I sat up. “We should dance.” I pouted. “Please, I deserve it.”
“Do you?” He laughed. “You think sucking my cock is going to earn you special privileges?”
“Maybe a little bit? Please,” I whined. “I want to dance. I’ll let you do whatever you want to me.”
“You already do.” He chuckled.
“Okay.” I thought a moment. “I’ll let you do whatever you want and I won’t use my safeword.”
“Hmm…interesting. Are you offering me a safeword free night because you want to dance with me?”