Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18302 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18302 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
And just like that, as he commanded me… I exploded for him.
Lights flashed in front of my eyes as my orgasm claimed me. Mateo fucked me faster, harder. He thrust in and out of me, drawing out my climax until my eyes widened and I cried out, unable to stop myself, the pleasure heightening so much I felt like I’d die from it.
But what a way to go.
I floated away, felt myself come back to reality, and when everything focused once more,
I stared into his blue eyes. He looked feral, with sweat beading over his body, his focus trained right on me. His short, dark hair was damp, and I couldn’t get over how sexy he was in his rugged way.
My inner muscles clenched involuntarily. “Fuck,” he groaned. “Christ. Grind that pussy on me, baby.”
I did what he said, and we both gasped at the sensation of it. I rocked back and forth on him over and over again, my pleasure increasing once more. Damn, it felt good, so good. He had his hands on my waist as he became a madman then, fucking me like he was possessed.
“Give it to me one more time, Charlotte.”
The explosion inside me had me tossing my head back and crying out, my eyes closed, everything in me so heightened, so in tune with Mateo. The ecstasy moved through my entire body, sucked the air from my lungs.
“Yeah, Charlotte,” he groaned. “I’m going to come, baby. I’m going to fill you up.” He pushed into me once, twice, picked up his speed, his balls slapping against my ass. I could only hold on as he took control. And when his body tightened, I knew he was about to do just that… fill me up.
And God, I wanted that.
I felt my eyes widen as he growled something low and fierce, and I felt his cum fill me up. I felt his cock harden even further, my pussy stretching even more. God, this man was an animal in the best of ways.
Our breathing was labored, identical, and when he finally relaxed against me, his cock still so hard in me even though he’d just come, all I could do was wrap my arms around him.
Spasms of pleasure still coursed through me, and I closed my eyes and rested my forehead against his damp chest, listening to the sound of his heart beating. It was even, steady. After several minutes of silence, and the feel of Mateo stroking his fingers up and down my side, he rolled off me. But he wasn’t letting me go. He pulled me against him, chest-to-chest, and a content sigh left me.
I tipped my head back and looked at him. He just stared at me and then lifted his hand to cup my cheek, stroking his thumb right under my eye.
Mateo was big and strong, had a hard edge to him.
He exhaled slowly and pulled me in closer, and I rested my head on his chest once more. “Charlotte,” he whispered gruffly. “If you think you can walk away after this, you’re wrong. You’re mine and I won’t let you go.”
And in that moment, nothing had sounded more perfect than those words coming from him.
Chapter Nine
Charlotte
The next day
I’d spent the night, slept in Mateo’s bed, his big, hard body wrapped around mine, the feeling of contentment so damn powerful in me that I latched onto it.
There was no awkward “morning after,” no regret or embarrassment. I felt… good. Really good.
I was sore between my thighs, the sticky remnants of Mateo’s passion coating my inner thighs. It was like a mark, his mark. There was no disgust over that reality, only the soul-sucking realization that I liked his claim, liked how primal he’d been with me. Heat bloomed in me at the remembrance of exactly where he’d been last night, what he’d taken as his. He’s been so deep in my body, stretched me, broken through my innocence, and ruined me for all others.
My eyes were still closed, but I felt him behind me, his arm around my waist, his cock semi-hard as it was nestled against my lower back. That had heat rising inside me and my pussy becoming wet.
Mateo had been gentle but fierce, consuming but thorough. He’d made sure I felt just as much pleasure as he did. I’d been his priority.
There was no going back. I knew that as well as I knew he was right behind me, holding onto me as if he were afraid I’d dart off.
I shifted on the bed, my ass pressing against him until I heard Mateo growl low in pleasure.
“If you keep doing that, baby, I won’t be able to control myself.” His voice had a sharp edge to it, one that moved over my body and had every erogenous zone in me coming alive.