Page 114 of Hostile Love
The tip of his hard cock prods my ass as he gathers my hair into a low ponytail at my nape, yanking my head back a little.
Tingles erupt over my scalp, and I can’t help but whimper.
Not giving me a second to think, he uses distance to punish, connecting us only by the hand fisting my hair.
“What am I going to do with you now, little firecracker?” he asks, close to my ear in his deep husky voice.
The vibration of it shoots straight to my core. My clit throbs and the ache in my belly intensifies.
“Wash my hair?” I press my hands to the tiled wall, shaking now.
“Try again.”
“Scrub my back?”
God, I hope he does. This man with magical hands, always finding new ways of touching my skin.
“Try again.”
He kisses his way across my shoulder and licks the water from my skin.
Matheus releases the ponytail he’d made and drops to his haunches, placing his hands on my ass. Parting my cheeks, he stuffs his tongue inside and drags it between the crack.
My breath catches when he groans as a finger finds its way inside my pussy. While he pumps in deep and continues to lick faster, my heart thumps even louder.
The hottest guy I’ve ever seen wantsme.
And what’s better than that…he’s allmine.
I moan and arch my spine, yet hating how my hands are on the wall, and not him.
“Matheus…” I beg.
He takes his time to straighten, peppering kisses up my spine and still finger fucking me. Sweeping the hair away from my nape with his other hand, he drops his mouth and grazes the flesh.
I’m close to hitting the highs I’ve only reached with him when he removes his finger from inside me and trails it up my spine.
“Matheus…don’t you fucking dare stop,” I whine, panting. “I was so close.”
“I know,” he murmurs, cinching my waist and pulling at my hips.
His erection collides with my ass, hard and firm.
“I want to cum in your ass while you get off.”
A noise comes from behind me like a snap. When I look back at him, he’s closing a tube of lube, tosses it, and his hand glides over his dick.
“You’re so hot,” he praises. “And if predictable means always wanting you, then so fucking be it.”
He caresses my ass and ever so slowly slips his thumb inside, dropping his mouth to my shoulder as he pushes it in.
Sparks of desire explode all over me.
“Mat…” I gasp. Immediately, he stills. “Don’t ever stop being you…when you’re unpredictable, you’re an exciting challenge, but I depend on this… on knowing you want me. It makes me feel desired…happy… and safe.”
His chest folds over my spine, our skin wet and slippery.
“My happy place is right here with you. Skin on skin. Me and you, Dani.”
