Page 198 of Innocent Intentions

I hear his zipper lower.

“Spread your legs.”

When I hesitate, he kicks them apart. He pulls my hips out and presses my chest against the brick.

“Arch your back.”

The rough texture scraped my nipples, and pain and pleasure merge.

“Please, Matty. Please, fuck me. I need you.”

“Fuck, spitfire.”

He thrusts in hard and deep, and I cry out. It’s been too long.

He fucks me with long, punishing strokes. Pulling almost all the way out, then slamming back in. Over and over again.

I push back into him, chasing every thrust.

“You’re fucking mine,” he growls. “And when I make rules to keep you safe, you listen.”

And then, he pulls out.

“No!”

Before I can protest further, he spins me around and lifts me into his arms. His eyes are wild and unhinged. It’s enchanting.

He slams back into me as I cling to his shoulders, my legs locked around him. He moves one hand to my cheek and kisses me so fiercely I forget how to breathe.

He breaks the kiss, and trails his lips down my neck, biting and marking me.

When he reaches under my ear, I clench, and he groans, doubling his pace.

He tweaks my nipples, then drops his fingers to my clit, rubbing just the way I need.

I’m a mess. A pleading, shaking mess.

“I… I need to come,” I gasp, knowing I should wait for permission.

He doesn’t hesitate.

“Do it. Choke the cum out of me. Take my seed like a good girl.”

I come instantly, screaming as stars burst behind my eyes.

He follows with a roar, pumping into me as I feel him fill me. It’s hot and heavy and endless. It’s him. It’s perfect.

He drops his head to my shoulder. We breathe together, our heartbeats syncing.

Then he lifts his head.

“Don’t break my rules, sweetheart. They’re to keep you safe.”

“Matty, they’reridiculous!” I whine.

“I might tweak them since you’re healing but promise me you’ll let me protect you.”

“Yes, sir.”

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