Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“If you want to put your mouth on me, get my dick out. I’ll show you what it’s like to taste all of me.”
I sat back, not breaking eye contact with him. He kept his vicious grip on my hair. “You just want to choke me.”
“I do. And don’t pretend you didn’t like it. I bet you’re hard as steel.”
I was. I hadn’t done anything that got me going this much in ages. Mixing sex with danger was apparently something I liked more than I’d realized.
“Get up.” He tried to use his grip on my hair to force me to stand.
He was counting on my obedience now, so I caught him off guard, elbowing him in the gut and watching him stumble back. If I had any sense, I’d run for the door. Instead, I walked over to the window and looked out. There wasn’t anyone around, and I wasn’t sure I even cared who saw me as long as it wasn’t someone from our platoon.
Years of practice allowed Matteo to move without a sound. I braced myself on the windowsill as he tried to shove me into the window. “You’re even more fucking fun than I expected.”
He moved in closer. I could feel the length of his body against mine. It felt damn good. I didn’t even care that we were both already soaked with sweat. I could feel the dampness of his shirt against my back. I wanted him naked, but this would do.
As if he understood my need for skin-on-skin contact, he reached around me and undid my pants. I didn’t move, barely even breathed.
Suddenly the tension between us spiked. It was different now, laced with anticipation instead of rivalry. The intensity in the air was making my chest tight. I didn’t know how to process what I was feeling. It was too much. He was too much, and this was a terrible idea.
“Matteo.”
He put a hand over my mouth. “No talking. You can scream and you can beg, but that’s it. I’ve got you where I want you now. I’ve won.”
I struggled, but he held me against him. Once he freed my cock and started stroking it, I gave up fighting. It felt way too good.
I bit my lip to keep from begging for more when he let go and focused on pushing my pants down. He kicked at my legs, encouraging me to widen them as much as I could with my pants around my ankles.
“What’s the point of having a room if we’re not actually getting undressed?” I protested.
“You really think we’re safe here?”
We were probably safe from any of our teammates finding us, but safe from anyone else? Hell no. When were we ever safe, though? I knew we’d be too vulnerable fully naked, but it didn’t stop me from wanting that. What I wanted even more was a chance to fuck on a real bed, to be able to stay there all night, to immerse myself in a man, in pleasure, to try and forget all I’d been through in the last few years. That wasn’t going to happen, at least not for a while.
Matteo pushed me forward. “Bend over and arch your back. I want your gorgeous ass on display for me.”
“Fuck you.”
“Not today.”
Did that mean he’d agreed to that another day? Maybe I’d force him to agree the way he had me.
“You want this,” he snarled.
I did, but I wasn’t going to admit it.
“I know how well you can fight. You weren’t even trying with me. Now, do what I said.”
Fuck. Why were Matteo’s taunts me making me harder than I’d ever been? I obeyed, my grip on the windowsill was so tight I feared the weathered wood would snap off once things got rough.
“Much better.” He squeezed my ass cheeks, pulling them apart and exposing me. “How long has it been since anyone’s been in this tight ass?” He asked as he drove a finger into me, making me gasp.
Years. A lot of fucking years. “I don’t bottom easily.”
He laughed. “I would never have guessed.”
“You better fucking plan to use lube.”
“You’d take me any way you could get me, but you’re in luck. I came prepared.”
“So did I.”
“Good to know. You never planned to leave, did you?”
I wasn’t about to answer that. “Did you plan to be this big of an asshole?”
“Always.”
He pulled his finger out of me, and I watched over my shoulder as he freed his own cock and used a packet of lube to slick himself up.
He teased his crown along my crack as he leaned forward and nipped at the back of my neck. “Do you need me to start off gently, ease you into this?”
“Would you do that if I said yes?”
“Maybe.” He teased me more, flicking the tip of his cock over my hole again and again and making me groan. “Tell me what you want. “