Tame the Beast : Small Beach Town, Single Mom Romance

I’ve never been this bold in the bedroom. Never voiced what I wanted or needed, simply taking what was given to me. And it wasn’t much, usually.

But with Matteo, I feel so free. I feel sexy and empowered. Wanted.

Without warning, Matteo flips us over with me on top, wrapping his strong arm around my waist he pushes me up until my breasts are leveled with his mouth and wraps his lips around one, sucking hard and I feel a whole new wave of milk incoming, spraying through the other nipple. I bring my own hand to that breast, cupping it and direct it to his mouth.

“Don’t let a single drop go to waste, baby.” Matteo pops off the other nipple, his eyes trained on mine in undiluted lust as he takes my hand off and licks it, lapping at any milk that already escaped.

I feel my hips rocking, grinding into his hard cock that is right underneath my needy pussy as I watch him with parted lips.

“I won’t,” he promises and draws that nipple into his mouth, greedily sucking it as his hands travel down to my hips that can’t stop moving and he squeezes my ass, pressing me harder into him. Helping me get off as he feeds on me. Matteo still has his briefs on, and I’m not even sure if I can be doing this, but I’m way past sane thinking.

God…his fucking cock feels so good and it’s not even inside yet.

As if driven by mad lust, both of us start moving harder, faster and just as Matteo sinks his teeth into my nipple, I explode, coming all over his covered cock.

I’m still shaking and quivering on top of him when he pops off my tits.

“Now that I’ve had my main course…” Without a warning he flips me again, but this time upside down, until my pussy is over his mouth while mine is a breath away from his cock.

Oh my God, I am about to do a sixty-nine for the first time in my life.

Matteo slaps his hands to my ass cheeks, grabbing two handfuls and spreading me open. “I’m ready for my dessert. And to feed you yours,” he adds, right before sinking his tongue into my pussy.

“Fuck, your cum tastes as sweet as those damn lychees.” What? What lychees? But Matteo doesn’t elaborate, oh no, he just casually drags his tongue over to my asshole, and I let out a long, guttural moan, slapping my hands to his thighs. “What are you waiting for, Zoe?” Matteo asks in between eating me out.

“W-what?”

Slap.

I yelp, feeling my right ass cheek sting and a mortifying realization washes over me. I liked it.

“I said, what are you waiting for, Zoe? You wanted my cum, baby? Then take my cock into that smart mouth and suck. Lick off all of your juices that soaked through my boxers when you rubbed your greedy little pussy over me.”

“Oh my God,” I groan, breathing heavy but shallow. I slide his underwear off and wrap my hand around his shaft, loving how he feels in my hand. How hard and heavy he is. How good he must taste. I lick my lips in anticipation and without wasting another second, I take him as deep as I can, moaning around his huge cock as the tiny slip of his precum coats my tongue and I suck it off him hard. Tasting me and him together.

Matteo’s hips jerk up, his fingers digging into my ass hard enough to leave imprints on my skin. “Slow down, baby.” His voice is strained but I have no intensions of doing so.

No, I need him to feel what I feel. Need him to lose it like I do for him. So, I move my lips around him fast, licking the underside of his cock with my tongue.

A second later, my left side feels the same sting as the right one because Matteo landed another slap, but instead of serving as a stop signal, it drives me even crazier. “What a bad little beastie I’ve got here. I told you to slow down,” Matteo groans, slapping me again, and this time I moan at that sting and grind my pussy over him, in need of his mouth on me.

“Fuck, of course you liked that. You like getting slapped on this ass, while my cock is deep down your throat, don’t you?” I bobble my head over him and he lands a series of slaps across my ass cheeks, painting them red. I feel my arousal dripping down his chin and that only spurs me on.

Popping off his cock, I bend lower, licking over his heavy balls and Matteo lets out a string of curses, so I wrap my mouth around his balls and suck on them.

“FUCK ME!” he roars. “Now, you’ve done it! Hold the fuck on, baby,” he says, pistoning his hips and thrusting hard into my mouth as sticks his tongue into my pussy so far I see stars.

Both of us sucking, licking and biting each other like we are two hungry wild animals in desperate need of each other. I take his impossibly hard cock as deep as I can, saliva pulling around his shaft, at the same time as Matteo swipes his finger over my wetness and pushes it past my tight ring of muscle, deep into my ass and I feel the air whoosh out of me.

No one has ever touched me there and I always thought it to be dirty. Disgusting. But as Matteo works his finger in and out of my ass while his mouth ravishes my pussy I fly off, exploding over him. Drowning him in my climax.

My own orgasm making me suck his cock even harder, needing that extra contact and that does him in. I feel his hot cum, painting the back of my throat and I eagerly drink every drop of it, swallowing it and knowing with my every fiber that this is it.

Matteo is it for me.

I could deny it until I’m blue in my face, but the truth is, there was never any real argument there. He has been filling in that missing part of me ever since we’ve met, and I know I won’t be able to live without him anymore like I wouldn’t be able to live without my essential organs.

He’s essential to me.