to the very core of me, tingling as if electrified.
“Excellent,” he whispered, waiting until my pussy had stopped clenching before removing his fingers.
I felt such an emptiness, the cry escaping my mouth barely audible. As he rolled his fingers along the crack of my ass, I could only smile.
“I love to fuck your tight little ass almost as much as your sweet pussy.” He slipped a single finger into my dark hole, sliding it just inside. “And I will do so every single day.”
While I stiffened at first, the wash of pain a jolt strumming through me, the feeling quickly shifted into pleasure. Even as he added a second and third finger, pumping deep inside, I was taken to that moment of bliss that kept me on edge. I became lost in the pleasure, uncertain how long he finger fucked me, but when he slipped the tip of his cock to my asshole, I undulated my hips.
Now I was begging.
“My baby girl is hungry, I see,” he growled and pushed another inch inside.
“Yes.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me. Please just fuck me.”
He was hot, his skin scorching mine as he gripped my hips, driving the remainder of his cock inside, instantly issuing his own strangled moan.
There was nothing so spectacular as the electricity soaring between us, the jolts of current becoming a tidal wave of pleasure.
His body shaking, he pulled out until just the tip was inside, driving into me again, his guttural sounds matching the slapping of skin.
I kept my back arched as I struggled to breathe. His cock throbbed, my muscles straining to accept all of him.
“So fucking good,” he murmured then wrapped his body around mine, forcing our fingers together. As he thrust in and out, every plunge harder than the one before, I was pushed closer to ecstasy. Even the way the ocean waves crashed against the shore was in perfect unison to his savage actions.
The experience was primal, two creatures mating in the night. I felt dirty and luxurious, my body aching for more. And he gave it to me, fucking me long and hard.
There was no telling time, no way of knowing how long the glorious experience lasted, but I could tell he was close to coming, his breathing coming in short pants. Once again, I glanced up at the sky, the stars twinkling even more brightly and wondered if perhaps that very wish could come true.
Only time would tell.
Smiling, I became the disobedient girl all over again as I squeezed, clamping my muscles until I heard his barbaric roar.
“Fuck!”
As he erupted, filling me with his seed, I only hoped we could find our way back to this one day.
He continued pumping for a full minute, finally allowing his body to rest against mine. The closeness was more than I could have asked for, his words nothing that I would have expected.
“I’m falling in love with you, Winter. There is no denying the way I feel.” There was so much hesitation in the way he’d issued the words, as if fearful that in doing so, he would destroy what we had.
Seconds later, he pulled away, moving until he was able to grab the drink. I watched him as he took a sip, drawing one of the melting ice cubes into his mouth. He yanked me into his arms, lowering his head and capturing my mouth, the action more intimate than so many others. I could feel my body tensing, the reaction so unexpected I moaned into the kiss. As he forced the cube into my mouth, I wrapped my hand around his hair, holding him close.
He chuckled as he pulled away, pushing the hair away from my shoulders. “You don’t trust me yet.”
“I do.”
“Don’t lie to me. I always know.” There was no harshness in his tone, merely the same hint of sadness as before.
“I...” The words wouldn’t come easily.
As the sound of a cell phone ringing floated from within the house, Matteo snapped his head in the direction, his growl indicating his obvious displeasure. He took a step back, his chest heaving before handing me the glass. “I’ll be right back. Stay right here.”
“Yes, sir.”
I studied him as he walked inside, his body language entirely different. When he grabbed the phone, heading away from the door, I debated following his orders. There were still too many questions on the table so I crept closer until I was able to hear his voice.
“Who the fuck is this?” he demanded.
Even from where I stood, I