Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
I swallow hard. What is it about Matteo? How can he make me forget about everything else with just a few dark words?
In the blink of an eye, I leave behind Grace the Mom and turn into someone else, someone who sneaked out of her parents’ house to visit a BDSM club a lifetime ago.
“Yes, Sir,” I say under Matteo’s watchful eyes.
“Good. Take everything off.” He doesn’t budge, standing so close I graze against him as I shed my clothes. His broad chest. His chiseled abs underneath his shirt. His hard cock tenting his pants.
He doesn’t even try to hide the lust in his gaze as the layers come off. He makes a low sound, and I swear it sounds like a growl. My body reacts as if by instinct, my center heating with expectation.
And yet, he doesn’t touch me.
Keeping his searing gaze on me, Matteo takes a step back and I immediately miss the warmth of his closeness. “Get into the shower, kitten.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Just as the water heats up enough for me to step under the shower, Matteo joins me from behind. For the first time ever, the dull sound of the shower door closing feels ominous.
Rivulets of hot water stream down my body, caressing every hidden nook of my body as Matteo’s hands roam all over my skin.
I want to shrink and hide myself from him. After giving birth to Jack, I snapped back to my old weight easily but my body isn’t what it used to be. I have stretch marks and loose skin now.
But then, I hear that sound again; that low growl declaring Matteo’s intention. His breathing grows heavy—I can hear it underneath the splattering of water around us.
“You’re so sexy I can’t stand it. You know what you’re doing to me?” Matteo pulls me back against his skin. As the shower pelts us with water, something hot and hard presses against my ass. “Can you feel how much I want you?”
“Yes, Sir,” I sigh.
My mouth fills with saliva. Matteo has eaten me out, but I haven’t had a taste of his magnificent cock. I’ve been fantasizing about it, which is weird because I’ve never enjoyed giving a man a blowjob before. But with Matteo . . . I don’t know. The idea of being on my knees with his cock between my lips . . . It makes me wet—and not the kind of wet I get from the shower.
“May I please suck your cock, Sir?” I ask.
For a second, all I hear is the sound of water hitting the tiled floor and the transparent shower walls. Doesn’t he want me to do it?
“Get on your knees,” Matteo orders, his hands tangled in my wet hair as I sink to the floor until his cock is right in front of me.
It’s thick. So thick it’s hard to believe I ever managed to take it inside me. Drops of water cling to it before dripping down to my chest. Pre-cum beads at the tip, clear and—I lightly lick it off—salty.
Matteo groans as he tightens his grip on my hair. “Fuck.”
His voice urges me on, and I step it up. I lick the vein running along the shaft. I swirl my tongue over the head. I slide it between my lips.
Matteo’s cock feels potent and powerful inside my mouth as I bob up and down its length. But as he jumps and twitches on my tongue, his thighs shuddering, I realize the power I hold despite being on my knees.
Slowly, Matteo moves his hips, sliding in and out of me. “Look at me,” he demands.
I meet his gaze. Lust is etched into his features, his forehead creasing with concentration. At the sight, I feel my pussy clench as my juices drip down my thighs.
“Do you like this?” he asks, placing both hands on my head as he keeps thrusting.
“Yes, Sir.” My voice is muffled by his dick in my mouth.
“Fuck. You’re so fucking sexy, kitten,” he says, gripping my hair. “You like it when I fuck your mouth?”
“Yes, Sir.” I nod.
Matteo’s face contorts with pleasure as he picks up his pace, trapping me with his gaze. “Play with yourself.” His voice is hoarse.
I slide my hand between my legs, finding my pussy slick and dripping. I match the rhythm of Matteo fucking my mouth, making tighter and tighter circles around my clit as Matteo reaches a frantic pace.
“Stop touching yourself,” he says just as I’m about to come.
Before I can even let out a disappointed whimper, I feel his cock growing harder and bigger. Then, he spills his cum on my tongue and down my throat.
He locks his gaze on me as he shoots his warm, thick orgasm inside my mouth. “You’ve done good, kitten. But you’re not coming yet. I want to be the one to make you come.”