“Let. Me. Show. You,” he gritted out through clenched teeth. He slid his hands up to hover above her hips, trembling with the effort of restraint. Respecting her. Waiting for her. Even now.
Even now, she thought, and loved him for it in a way she still couldn't say out loud.
“No … you wait this time.” She moved over him, her pace slow and steady, building her higher and higher until she was sure they would both break. “Do you like this, Mateo?” She gasped, unable to hide the rising desire in her voice as she rode herself closer.
“Fuck yes. Everything about you is divine.”
She was so close, her body tensing, the pleasure cresting bright and enormous. But she relished the power exchange. Knowing he wouldn’t move unless she allowed it. It made her wetter thinking about it until it felt like an ocean was between her legs. She watched the veins on his neck, his heart fluttering like hers as he let her ride him.
Will every time be like this? God, I hope so.
She gave a few more hips rolls before placing her hands on his sweat-slicked chest. Her fingertips stroked the dark hairs and she realized they were soft despite how thick it looked. She loved the way they tickled her palms. Tracing the turtletattoo, she felt him shudder beneath her. That made her smile. “Sensitive?”
“Desperately so because of you,” he admitted and she felt him thicken inside of her, dragging a pained gasp from her.
“That’s not fair.” she whined, her body twitching around him. Even the air felt too strong against her fevered skin, blood rushing all throughout her body and pulling sensations from her she had never felt before.
“Give me permission Gabriella. Let me fuck you like you deserve to be fucked.” he begged, his cock twitched once more inside of her, like he knew how to make himself even bigger and it had the desired effect.
She gave a full body shudder before giving him the words they both desperately wished to hear. “You may move now,” she commanded.
“Fucking finally,” he breathed, and those were the last words Gabriella could recall with any clarity from that night.
Mateo gripped her hips, lifting her, and thrust upwards into her with a power that rearranged something fundamental inside her. His hands gripped with bruising force as he thrust—visceral, relentless, and completely,devastatinglypresent.
“So fucking wet and soft. You feel so damn good, clenching me. I’m going to come and stay buried in your sweetness.”
His words washed over her, pushing her to where she desperately wanted to be. Her orgasm erupted through her like a wave breaking against rock, pleasure and pain folding together into something she had no words for, his name dissolving on her lips as she came apart above him.
Oh my god, she thought in the fractured, floating aftermath.He’s broken me.
As she crumbled into a boneless mess, Mateo flipped them over with a fluid strength that stole her breath. On her back with one leg across his chest, her ankle hooked over his shoulder, thenew angle sent jolts of oversensitive pleasure spiking through her as he moved again. He was relentless, praising her body with both his words and his hands, his palm connecting with her ass in a sharp crack as his thrusts made the springs beneath them sing.
“Such a fucking tight cunt squeezing around me,” he whispered. “God, I want to fill you up.”
Her body grew taut again, cresting and singing towards another orgasm, astonishing her—she hadn't known she was capable of it, not twice, not like this. As if he knew she was close, he pulled out of her. The whimper that slipped from her mouth would have embarrassed her had she not been so hungry for him to continue. His strong hands grabbed her hips and positioned her to her knees and elbows before he slid back inside of her.
Stars exploded across her vision as he thrust from the new position, the thickness of him filling her completely. The rough blanket beneath her cheek scratched pleasantly as he drove into her, his hand finding her hip and squeezing with a possessiveness that made her shiver. As he sped up his thrusts, her orgasm roared back to life even stronger and more ferocious than before.
Breathless, he grunted, “Fuck Gabriella, I'm going to come. Can I?”
Permission.Even now, even with both of their bodies slicked and the walls of the small house holding all of it in—the heat, the sound, the extraordinary miracle of two people choosing each other in the middle of all this strife—he was asking.
She pushed herself up, forearms on the bed, and looked back at him over her shoulder. She was so close herself that the sight of him nearly drove her over the edge. His expression was undone, dark and open and completely unguarded, and she thought she had never seen anything so beautiful in her life.
“Yes, please. I want it all, Mateo. All of you. Inside.”
He groaned, the sound dragged from somewhere deep, his cock thickening inside her to the point of pain as he thrust forward and she felt him—fully and completely—a warmth that spread through her and settled somewhere permanent. The deep, penetrating thrusts, the thickness of him, the heat he pumped into her forced her orgasm out like a violent explosion of ecstasy. Her moans mingled with his sounds, and they came in unison.
He leaned down, wrapped his muscled arms around her, pressed his chest to her back, and folded his body around hers. They fell together, him still hard within her as they lay together spooning on the bed.
“Mine,” he murmured against her ear. “This tight cunt is mine. You’re going to let me cockwarm it, aren’t you?” He kissed her shoulders and neck, lips moving against her skin between words. “God I want it all. Your smile, your heart. Mine. All of it.”
Yes, she thought, boneless and warm and completely undone.Yes. All of it. All of me. All yours. I need to tell him I love him. That I want his everything.
Somewhere, Gabriella heard his words, but her eyes felt heavy. The adrenaline, grief, and pleasure all pulled her under, towards a dark and dreamless quiet she hadn't been able to find since the beach. “Mateo, you're not leaving, right?”
“No.” A pause, the length of a heartbeat pulsing to the same beat as his cock still buried inside of her. “Not ever, if I have any say in it.”