Page 105 of Fated to the Hunters
Scarlett peered between them, watching as they mutually pleased each other.
“You’re making me feel so good,” he hummed, brushing a soft kiss across her cheek.
Her thumb ran over his cockhead, collecting the liquid there and smearing it into his briefs. It felt fucking fantastic, but he needed more, he wanted to come inside her and judging by how his toes already curled, he needed to move fast.
He reached to the side table for the condoms and lube. Scarlett watched intently as he squeezed some of the jelly on to his fingers, then dipped between her legs again. She shivered, slick fingers sliding through and penetrating her hole. “I want you to stay on top. Can you do that for me?”
Scarlett slowly nodded, squeezing his shaft tighter. “Will you show me what you like?”
“I like you,” Mateo chuckled. “But I know me too well. I’m craving you and I don’t want to hurt you. You’ll have more control this way.”
She bobbed her head again, this time more confidently and then slipped off his lap. Before Mateo could protest, Scarlett’s panties hit the floor and he promptly snapped his mouth shut.
“The dress too.” She did as told, revealing her gorgeous frame. “And the bra.”
Scarlett reached behind herself and with one swift move, she stood naked before him. Her gaze travelled over his body, and she crooked a brow expectantly. He quickly tossed the shirt aside and kicked his pants and briefs off. Once naked, he pulled her back onto his lap, his skin lighting up wherever she touched him. His fingers dipped back into her as he reached for the condom and handed it to her.
“I don’t know how.”
“I’ll talk you through it.” To sweeten the deal, Mateo added more pressure to her clit and circled. “Carefully open it and takeit out.” She did, and he added a second finger. “Good. Now do you see the tip?”
Scarlett inspected the condom, then nodded.
“Carefully pinch it with your fingertips.” More pressure on her clit and a third finger for her pussy. “Perfect, with your other fingers you roll it over my cock, all the way to the base.” Mateo tensed every muscle so as not to jolt and startle her. “Perfect.”
Scarlett rose onto her knees, and Mateo took his dick in a tight fist and positioned it at her entrance. She whimpered softly as his girth penetrated her, so he steadied her with a hand on her waist.
“Don’t force yourself. Take it slow.” To ease her discomfort, he increased the speed of his thumb on her clit, using pleasure to distract her from the pain.
It worked, and slowly she worked her hips, sinking down inch by inch. She held onto his shoulders, capturing his mouth once more. She was so fucking tight around his cock that he wasn’t sure how long he would be able to hold himself back.
“You feel so good,” he brushed against her lips. “Take your time, love.” Though the orgasm tingling his spine begged foranythingelse.
Scarlett panted, her body quivering in his arms as he circled faster against her clit. His blood pumped hot through his veins, and he loved watching every inch of his cock disappear inside her sweet pussy. Scarlett bottomed out, rolling her hips to adjust to Mateo’s size. He slowly thrusted into her, testing how she would respond and when the sweetest of moans escaped her, he did it again. The sounds created a precious melody that God himself couldn’t accomplish.
He rolled his head back, rubbed her clit, and relished in the feeling of finally beinghers. Scarlett matched him thrust for thrust, the sound of skin against skin filling the air. Mateo’s toes curled and he fought hard to hold off until she came first.
He barely made it. Scarlett cried out the start of her orgasm and her walls tightened, throwing Mateo clear over the edge. As she fell into his chest and buried her face against his throat, riding out her own climax, he thrust into her, using her to take what he’d been longing for. His release was intense, his body feeling as if he’d been drugged and his mind no longer able to comprehend anything but her skin against his and her breath brushing over his throat.
Mateo shook with aftershocks, as did Scarlett. Once he could form a coherent thought again, he tugged the blanket off the back of the couch, holding her close while they came down from such an intense high.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Scarlett
Mateo stirred, and Scarlett still felt wobbly and out of sorts. “Don’t leave,” she begged, clinging to Mateo as he stood and laid her on the couch.
He kissed her cheek and ran his hand through her hair. “I’ll be right back. I’m just getting you a cloth.”
She sighed and nodded, turning on her side and fumbling for his shirt on the floor. She managed to pull it on and then curled up under the blanket again. A moment later, Mateo returned and softly kissed her cheek, handing her a damp cloth and small towel.
“Do you want me to carry you upstairs to the bathroom?”
Oh, right. Vince had mentioned something about UTIs. No one had ever taught her that. Despite not feeling in full control of herself, Scarlett shook her head and pushed herself onto shaky legs. “Can you choose a movie?”
“Of course.”
When she came back down, he was already waiting for her, with the blanket and a water bottle. She curled up against him, still too much in a daze to pay much attention to the TV at all.
