Mafia's Final Play (Mafia's Obsession #3) - Summer Cooper Page 0,73
jump out of the tub and relieve herself if he wouldn’t do it.
She started to move, but one hand clamped on her hips kept her still, kept her on his dick. “I need you so much, I need to come.”
“You can take more, darling, so much more. Enjoy it. Don’t just reach for the end goal, enjoy the experience of getting there. For just a little while longer.” He purred the instructions against her neck as he leaned up. His hand slid around to her ass, and he lifted them both out of the tub, somehow steady enough to step out and lay her on the carpeted floor.
“Relax, my love. Let me make you feel good.” He pushed her legs apart, pulled her roughly against his mouth, and began to feast.
His name tore from her lips as her back arched and her hips twisted. She put a hand over her mouth as another cry, almost a scream, followed that. His tongue went straight to her clit, forcing her up quickly, so fucking quickly, before he moved, flipped her over, and got between her legs. He wasn’t about to fuck her though. Not yet.
He raked his fingers down her back, his nails scratching at her lightly. She focused on the sensation as he did it again, and her hips bucked all over again. “Matteo.”
It was a whisper, he barely even heard it, but it was there. His fingers moved down over her ass. She wanted to squirm away when he opened her up, but he pressed his hands down on her to hold her still. She knew she couldn’t take this, not right now. He’d make her come if he touched her there.
His fingers came down to her pussy, before it moved up, slowly, to circle around her other entrance. “Open for me, Marie. Come on now, be good.”
With a sigh of resignation, she did as he instructed, though all she wanted to do was grind her clit against anything; his hand, her hand, the floor, it didn’t matter. When his finger pressed into her back entrance, when it slid in - fuck, oh fuck, it was so very good.
Shivers, more shivers, shivers that made her nipples go even tighter, that made her clit throb harder, that made the hunger deep inside even hungrier, swamped over her as his finger slid deeper into her.
“Your pussy is dripping, Marie, so ready for my cock.” He made sure of that when he slid the fingers of his other hand into her. “You’re so ready to be fucked baby, and I’m going to do it, alright? I’m going to fuck you so good, with my finger in your ass and my cock in those sweet walls that suck me in ways only your pussy does.”
All she could do was whimper as he guided her to her knees, his finger still deep inside of her backside. She groaned when he positioned his tip at her pussy, when he teased her with a swipe of his cock against her there, before he thrust in suddenly, all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck,” she gasped. Her hands dug into the carpet. She was as full as he could get until he pulled his finger out of her ass. He wasn’t done though. He licked his thumb and pushed that into her instead - a thicker digit, so much thicker, than his finger. He began to move that thumb in time with the thrust of his cock.
“Don’t,” Matteo ordered when she moved to touch herself, to end the aching misery of her hunger. “Not yet.”
“When Matteo?” she pleaded, so hungry for it now.
“When you calm down, when you feel the pleasure of fucking, not just trying to reach an orgasm. Tell me how you feel.” He slowed his thrusts as he spoke and she groaned with impatience.
“I feel… full. Hungry, like I need something, a drug, that only you can give me. Please, can’t I come now?”
“Do you know how many women can’t, Marie? You’re lucky, you get to do this quite often. Some women never get to. But you will baby, don’t worry, I’m going to make you come. Just concentrate on what you feel.”
She tried. She paid attention to the sensation of her nipples scraping against the carpet, and suddenly it was good, it wasn’t painful. It was a burn that added to the throb between her legs, which made her blood pulse even harder in her veins.