Page 87 of Born a Queen

He shoved their bedroom door open and then booted it shut. He dropped Raina onto the mattress and then came down on top of her. They both laughed as his heavy weight landed on her, knocking the breath out of her.

She looped her arms around his neck and looked up at him. "You know I love you, right? Sometimes you make me crazy, but the loving never stops."

He framed her face with his hands and gazed down at her, his dark eyes melting to a deep chocolate. "I have waited years to hear these words from you. You are mi amor. Only you, always you." He lifted her hand and pressed her palm against his chest over his heart. "This organ beats for you alone. The day that I lose you is the same day that I leave this earth in the hope that I will find you in the hereafter."

Tears sparked in Raina's eyes as he spoke. She hadn't expected a declaration like this, but she believed him. She believed every word. Mateo didn't lie. He was the definition of intense brooding honesty.

She was saved from having to pull words from a brain gone silly with love and hope. His head descended to hers and he took her lips in a heated kiss.

They removed their clothes in an awkward twisting of limbs and fingers while trying to maintain their kiss. Raina grinned broadly and laughed into his mouth as he tried to tug her shirt over her head but got a button caught in her hair. Without breaking the kiss he tried to untangle the button without tugging too much at her scalp.

"For fuck’s sakes, why do women's clothes have so many buttons and zippers and stuff?" He broke the kiss so he could examine what was going on with her hair.

Raina laughed at him and slid her hands between their bodies to work on his belt buckle. He lifted his hips giving her some room, but the raging hard on pressing against his zipper made it more difficult to get everything undone.

Finally, Mateo made the adult decision that they should stand up and remove everything, then start over. They laughed like teenagers as they tugged clothes off and hopped around on one foot trying to drag socks off their feet. It was ridiculous and it was hilarious, but it was also sexy. Raina's breath shortened as his body was revealed to her.

Mateo had always had a hard body, rippling with lean slabs of muscle. But lately, he’d been amping up his workouts. The muscles in his arms and thighs popped out bigger than ever and his stomach was so tight she actually wanted to try bouncing a quarter off it. She believed the workouts helped him with the stress of his Miami takeover.

It felt good to see him grinning at her. It made him look younger, closer to her age than the fifteen years that separated them. When he grinned with happiness, he looked like a beautiful boyish charmer to her.

When they were finally naked, he reached for her. She flung herself into his arms and gave a hop. He caught her and lifted her against his body helping her wrap her legs around his waist. He fell backwards on the bed, Raina landing on top of him.

She pressed her hands against his pectoral muscles and leaned over to kiss him, her blond hair creating a soft halo around them, cutting the world off as their kiss deepened and they lost themselves in physical sensation.

Raina tried to roll off Mateo so he could climb on top of her, but he caught her by the hips and held her still. He broke their kiss and said, "I want you to stay on top. I want you to fuck me, to take your pleasure from my body."

She bit her lip and looked down at him, thinking about it. Her voice was breathless when she replied, "But I don't know what I'm doing. We've only done this a couple times. What if I screw up?"

He held her face above his, her hair still swirling around them. "You can't screw up. I will never let that happen. I was born to worship you, just as you were born to belong to me. Whatever comes our way, we will always deal with it together."

Raina's heart nearly burst from her chest. She knew he was talking about more than her being on top during sex. He was talking about the rest of their lives. His words were so beautiful, so romantic. She wanted to hold him close to her heart and never let go.

She nodded, comfortable now that Mateo wouldn't let her screw up a new sex position. He would guide her, and he would catch her if she fell.

"Lift yourself up on your knees." He wrapped his hands around her waist and helped her. "Now reach between us and place my cock at your entrance. Don't worry, you can do it."

Raina blushed at his instructions, but she reached down between their bodies and grasped him in her hand. Though he was hard as rock, his skin was softer than she thought he would be. This was her first time touching him there. She took an extra few seconds to ran run her hand up and down the shaft and then swirled her thumb over the tip.

It took some maneuvering but finally she was able to press the velvety tip of his cock against the entrance of her pussy. He held her above him until she was ready, then he said, "Now lower yourself slowly. I'll help you."

Inch by inch, Raina lowered herself onto his cock, impaling herself. At first, the sensations were wonderful, sparking pleasure throughout her pussy. But as she continued filling herself with his rigid penis, the pressure became uncomfortable.

It was a strain for Mateo to lay still, she could tell from the look on his face. But he was patient with her, allowing her to take him in her own time. And she did. It probably took her minutes before she was fully seated on top of him and several more minutes before the pain receded and she was ready to start moving.

At first, she had a difficult time finding a rhythm; she felt awkward wiggling her hips and moving around on top of him. After a while though, she realized that simply rocking back and forth sent incredible sparks of pleasure rushing through her. He groaned, indicating that he was also enjoying what she was doing. She loved that she could see his face, that she could control how much of him she took. She could control the rhythm, the speed, everything. She felt powerful.

"Touch yourself." She almost missed what he said, between the gruffness of his voice and being lost to her own pleasure. She stared down at him, not moving.

Mateo took her hand and curled her fingers until three of them were against her palm. Then he took her forefinger and her middle finger and pressed them to her pussy, over top of her clit. She gasped as he increased the pressure, helping her masturbate herself. The sensation stole her breath. It was more incredible than anything she'd experienced before. His hand on hers, her touching herself, her on top rocking back and forth. It was almost too much, but not enough.

Lost to the world around her, Raina flung her head back and arched her back, closing her eyes. She continued her rhythm, climbing higher and higher towards her favourite peak, the one just out of reach but so worth the pain of getting there. Finally, when she thought she could take no more, when she was positive that she was about to lose her rhythm, Mateo pressed her fingers hard against her, pressing her clit against her pubic bone.

“Come for me,” he whispered up at her.

A kaleidoscope of colours shot past Raina's closed eyelids, sending fireworks through her head and frying every thinking brain cell she had left.

Raina was so lost in her own pleasure that she stopped moving on top of Mateo, which she guessed didn't work for him since he took hold of her hips and began moving her himself. He pushed her hips back and forth, forcing her down on his cock and then back up again, over and over until she could feel him flaring wide inside her.

She gasped, clinging to his shoulders. She was so much more full when she was on top of him that she didn't know if she could take it. She leaned forward against his chest, digging her fingernails into the flesh as he flung his head back, pressing it into the mattress and grunting his pleasure as he spurted his seed up inside her.

Raina collapsed on top of him, grateful that he was big enough to take her weight without complaint. They lay that way for several long minutes, completely spent, completely satiated.

Raina definitely wanted to try that position again. And again. And again. She didn't think she would ever get enough of being on top. Being in control.

As she had that thought, Mateo flipped her over onto her back and crawled on top of her, pressing kisses all over her face, neck, and chest until she was laughing hysterically and shoving him over onto his side of the bed.

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