Page 14 of Dare To Free Us

“Answer the question, Beautiful,” he demanded.

“No,” I answered quickly. Matteo groaned deep in his throat at my response.

Then I felt his fingers hook my panties and pull them down my legs. I looked up to see his face still between my thighs gazing at my glistening center, licking his lips. I tried to squeeze my legs together in a subconscious reaction of shyness. My thighs smacked against the sides of his head and I gasped in horror, throwing a hand over my mouth. Slamming my eyes shut in humiliation I wanted to sink into the mattress and disappear.

I heard his small chuckle as he gently spread my legs, wide. Matteo spread me until the sides of my knees touched fabric. Before I could open my eyes and attempt to make eye contact his hot, wet tongue was on me. Licking up my center to send me gasping and arching again. Instantly my hands went into his hair, needing something to hold onto. Matteo slowly tortured me as I moaned, panted and squirmed.

His strong hands held me down as he alternated between my clit and my entrance.

“More,” I breathed. An orgasm unlike I’d ever felt before was brewing. His mouth left me and I whimpered in protest.

“This is mine. You are mine. Say it.”

“I’m your’s, Matteo.”

“And your sweet little pussy?”

“Yours. Please, Matteo,” I begged breathlessly.

This time when his mouth touched me there was nothing gentle or slow about it. He dove into me like the fountain of youth existed between my thighs. Within seconds I could hardly breathe, my orgasm had built until it was bursting at the seams. He stroked my bundle of nerves repeatedly before sucking hard. I came, crying out with sounds I didn’t know a human was capable of making.

Matteo drove me up and over the edge until I was trying to push his face away the pleasure became so overwhelming.

Finally he pulled away and I strained for air. Every part of me turned to liquid as heat spread across my chest.

Matteo lifted onto his knees and made his way off the bed. Reaching into a drawer in the end table he produced a foil wrapper. I tried hard not to focus on the fact that it wasn’t originally intended for me.

To say I was jealous of every girl Matteo had ever been with would be like saying a hurricanecanbe destructive. How crazy do you have to be to hate total strangers?

After palming the condom Matteo reached for the jacket he’d laid on the bed. “Lift your hips.”

I figured out what he had in mind. “It will get ruined!”

“I don’t give a shit,” he growled. “It’s either my jacket or the sheets. Your choice.”

“Jacket,” at least that would be easier to clean up. Slowly I lifted my hips and he scooted the material in place.

Then he stood tall at the side of the bed and thumbed his briefs. Without hesitation he slid them down his legs and ripped the condom open. Adrenaline zipped along my nerves.

My eyes were glued to his erection now free of its confines. I swallowed hard. I knew there was going to be some pain, but wondered if Matteo’s size was going to make it unbearable. With practiced ease he slipped the condom on and slowly stroked himself.

“Arianna, look at me.” My wide eyes met his. “This is your last chance, Beautiful. You sure?”

I nodded my head. Scared or not I wasn’t backing out. “Yes.”

He moved fast to climb back on the bed and position himself between my legs. Suddenly I noticed that I was shaking, even as my hands gripped his shoulders for stability.

“It’s going to hurt a bit, but it will pass. Ok?” His hips pressed forward and I jumped at the feel of his tip against my soaked entrance.

“Ok,” I breathed. Then he pressed forward.

As his hips slowly and gently pumped forward, my body drew tight. As he got deeper and the stretching-burn began to invade my insides, my eyes slammed shut. My fingertips dug into Matteo’s back as I gasped and hissed as the sensation intensified.

Soft lips pressed against my forehead while his arms held me tight. “Easy Beautiful, I’ve got you. I’m almost all the way in.” After a moment longer he stopped and continued to kiss me until I noticed his rough curls were now pressed to my soft flesh.

I took a deep breath and realized the pain was already fading. Realization that Matteo had just taken my virginity hit me like lightning. The moment I dreamed of so many times had come true. My heart fluttered and took flight. When I opened my eyes Matteo was staring down at me with a tenderness that stole my breath.

“Ready?” he asked gently. I nodded.

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