Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
His breath caught. “Why does breaking you feel like I’m breaking myself instead?”
“I don’t know. Please. I can’t wait anymore.”
His expression turning from lovestruck to wicked again. “You will wait as long as I tell you. You won’t come without permission.”
“Fuck, Matteo. I don’t know if I can hold back anymore.”
“You can do anything. I trust you.”
He reached for his sweats and pulled out a packet of lube.
“Damn, you actually came prepared.”
“From now on, if I’m around you, I’ll be prepared. I don’t think I can let five minutes pass without touching you now that I have you again.”
“I think Miles might have something to say about that.”
“Miles can fuck off. You’re mine, not his.”
I frowned up at him. “You don’t think…. Miles is head over heels in love with Ben. There’s never been anything between us.”
“Really? Not even years ago?” He asked as he slicked up his cock. I couldn’t look away as his hands moved along his shaft. “Carter, you’d better talk.”
“We made out once in high school. We were drunk and horny. It felt weird, not right at all. We’ve been nothing but friends ever since.”
“I better not see him look at you like he wants to touch you, because then I’m going to have to kill him.”
“Matteo, you’re not going to kill Miles.”
“Just hope he behaves, and I won’t have to.”
“Look at me,” I demanded. “Miles is a friend. A very good, very loyal friend who saved me when I came home from Colombia. But you…you’re fucking everything.”
He positioned himself between my legs, still holding my gaze. I cried out when he drove inside me, seating himself fully with one harsh stroke. It hurt like hell, but this was the kind of pain I could welcome. I hadn’t bottomed since I’d been with him, and my ass screamed in protest. Matteo gave me no time to adjust, he pulled back and drove in again.
“Open for me, Carter. This ass is mine.”
“There’s no one but you. I…. Fuck.” He gave me his full length again.
“That’s right. I’m the only one who fucks you.”
I tried to pull away. “You’re too fucking big.”
“You can take it. I love watching your ass swallow every inch. I love splitting you open, and even more, I love how much you need this.”
“How are we even going to work? I—” My words were cut off with a gasp as he slammed against me, even harder than before.
“I don’t fucking know, Carter. But I’m not letting you go.”
“Don’t. Please don’t.”
“I think we’re going to have a lot of fucking bruises and a lot of fights to see who comes out on top.”
I whimpered as I wrapped my legs around his ass, trying to take even more. Matteo seized my hips, thrusting into me even harder. I was right on the edge, when suddenly he pulled out. No fucking way was he stopping again.
I sat up and reached for him, determined to push him to the ground and ride his cock until I came all over him, but he stood and yanked me to my feet along with him.
Tearing the fabric binding my hands, he growled. “Hands on the tree. I want you from behind. I need to go even deeper into you.”
“Fuck, Matteo, I don’t think you can.”
“Maybe I should tie you to the fucking tree. I could just keep you out here, have your ass ready for me anytime.”
“Fuck no.”
“You’d love it.”
I braced myself on the trunk. I knew how hard he was going to go at me, so I didn’t even try to keep my arms straight. I folded them, laying my face against my bound hands. I wasn’t going to get all scratched up from the fucking bark. That was probably what Matteo wanted, but I didn’t need to explain scratches to my friends later today. They were wary enough of Matteo. Having to explain that I’d asked for it, that I’d told him to use me any way he wanted, would be too fucking embarrassing.
He grabbed my hips and drove into me. Even though he’d just been fucking me, his size was still a shock. He seemed to go so impossibly deep. With the power behind his thrusts, it was all I could do to keep from being pressed flat to the tree. “You’re so fucking rough.”
“You wouldn’t want it any other way.” I shuddered as I felt his warm breath against my neck. “I’m going to come all over you. I’m going to make you mine.”
“You already did that so fucking long ago.”
He reached around and gripped my cock, working precum down the length. I was so hard his touch hurt, but that didn’t stop me from driving my dick into the circle of his hand, desperate for any friction he would give me.
“Come for me, Carter. Give me what I want. Fucking scream for me.”