Page 50 of Savage Vows

I’m sure he’s wondered about Gabriel, but I’ve never had true romantic feelings for him. He’d been too obsessed with his art, with himself.

Matteo kisses me quickly and possessively. “I’ll take care of it.” He reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out a condom, then tears open the packet with his teeth.

Watching him roll the latex down his length is incredibly erotic. Despite my apprehensions, a new wave of desire washes over me.

Once more, he positions himself back between my legs, and he locks his gaze on mine again. “I want to feel you come around my cock, Alessia.”

His words alone are enough to send me over the edge.

In a swift motion, he takes my wrists again and secures them in place above my head.

With his free hand, he guides himself to my entrance and rubs the head of his cock against my clit, teasing me until my apprehensions vanish and need takes over. Frantically I lift my hips toward him. “Matteo, please,” I beg, my voice a breathless whisper. “Take me.”

His answering smile is unbelievably sexy. “Since you asked so nicely,” he says, and with a single, powerful thrust, he enters me.

I gasp at the sudden fullness, and my body stretches to accommodate his size. His jaw clenched, he stills, giving me time to adjust. All the while, he’s watching my reactions. “You’re so fucking tight, Alessia. So fucking perfect.”

When I exhale, he begins to move with slow, deliberate strokes that fill me completely.

“Put your legs around my waist,” he instructs, releasing his grip on my wrists. “Take me deeper.”

He helps me into position, and I gasp when he’s all the way inside me.

“Fuck. Alessia.”He groans.

My hips move in sync with his.

As we go on and on, I’m swimming somewhere deep inside my head.

Matteo quickens his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, more intense.

I’m so close.

As if wanting to prolong this experience for both of us, he leans down, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting until I’m crying out with pleasure and the tension in my body is coiling more tightly and more tightly.

He grasps my hips harder and tilts me to meet his thrusts.

“Now, Alessia. Come for me.” The order is harsh with need. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”

The combination of his words and his possessive strokes send me spiraling over the edge.

My inner muscles clench around him as waves of pleasure crash over me. Digging my fingers into his hair, I scream his name.

He thrusts into me once, twice more, then finds his own release.“Goddamn it.”Shuddering, he groans my name.

In the aftermath, he rolls to the side so he doesn’t suffocate me, and he gathers me against him, holding me as if he’ll never let me go.

Gently he kisses the top of my head and trails his fingers down my back. “From now on, you’ll sleep with me.”

I press my hand against his chest, but I don’t have the energy to argue with him. In fact, my traitorous body wants me to stay exactly where I am.

He leaves me for a moment to dispose of the condom, and he returns with a warm washcloth to soothe my tender pussy.

“Would you like to take a bath?” he offers. “You’ll need it. Now that I’ve had a taste of you, I can’t get enough.”

I blink.Are you serious?

CHAPTER TWELVE

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