13. Matteo

Chapter 13

Matteo

M y cock jerked as the words left my mouth and I gave the order for Liliana to do what I said.

I certainty hadn't expected the evening to end up with me ordering my girl to show me her virgin cunt, but I'd given her the chance to say no.

I wouldn't have liked hearing it, but I would have respected her wishes.

But she didn't do what I said right away. Instead, my sweet Liliana stood, her hands visibly shaking as she twisted them in the material of her shirt and came closer. I hummed in pleasure, not even irritated she wasn't obeying me instantly.

I crooked my finger toward her, and she came forward another step. Then one more, until she was standing right in front of me and the sweet scent of her innocence filled my nose. She lifted her hand, and I tensed when she placed the tips of her fingers on the center of my chest.

Liliana trailed them down, and my abdomen clenched. She let out a soft breath and moved her fingers over my side, her little nails scraping gently against the fabric. I'd never felt such intense fucking pleasure, and she wasn't even touching my bare skin.

And for just a moment, my eyes closed as I gave in to the sensations. That's all the time my little wildcat needed.

She grabbed my gun and stumbled back. I didn't rush her, didn't even move. I narrowed my eyes and growled low as she pointed the gun right at me.

Her hands trembled and her expression showed so much uncertainty. My cock thickened even more.

I took a step closer, and she shook her head vehemently, moving to the side and away from the bed. She was going for the bedroom door, but my sweet girl wouldn't get far even if she got out.

The door stopped her from going any further, and I advanced, my steps slow, lazy even.

Liliana lifted her arms and squeezed her hands tightly around the weapon. The gun was now level with my chest.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll shoot." Her voice shook as much as her hands did. "I swear to fucking God, Matteo, I'll put a bullet right through your heart."

I grinned and reached down, gripping the massive erection I sported—the one that was growing thicker and harder with each passing second.

I moved until I crowded her. The muzzle of the gun now pressed to the center of my chest. I braced one hand beside her head and used my other to curl my fingers around hers, keeping the gun pressed right to my body.

She licked her lips, and I trained my focus on the act, holding in my groan at the visual of those pretty, pink, and plump lips wrapped around my cock.

"Caught you off guard," she whispered. "Only reason I got this damn thing." Her voice was a little stronger, a little deeper. Her arousal was coming through.

I didn't hold in the gruff sound that left me then at the very thought of how her pussy was wet for me, all juicy and primed for my cock. I leaned forward so the gun really dug into my chest. Her eyes widened as she glanced down, the apprehension on her face clear enough I knew she had no intentions of shooting me.

"You surprised me, you sexy, little vixen." I grinned. "Bet your gorgeous ass has never even shot a gun, let alone held one." She snapped her gaze up to mine before it narrowed slightly.

"You don't know shit about me."

Oh, how wrong she was.

"You know that's a lie, Sunshine."

She wet her lips once more.

"I've held plenty of guns. You have to know how to handle yourself when you're nothing and?—"

I had a hold of her throat before she even got the words out, my mouth so close to hers I knew she'd feel my lips move as I spoke. "Never, ever fucking say you're nothing. And certainly not in my fucking presence, Sunshine."

I felt her hold on the gun loosen and, with a twist of my hand, took the gun away and held it up between us. She stared at me, horrified, and I couldn't help but breathe out in arousal.

"You've never fucking held a gun in your life." I switched the safety off to prove my point. Her lips pressed together tightly, and I dragged my tongue over them, causing her to gasp in outrage–and desire.

With the safety still off, I retreated an inch and, while holding her gaze, dragged my tongue up the barrel and licked the muzzle.

I clicked the safety back in place and shoved the gun in the rear waistband of my sweats. It wouldn't stay secure for very long, but for the time being it served its purpose.

And then, I slammed my hand on the door on the other side of her head and crowded the fuck out of her.

"Now, lie to me again and tell me your pussy isn't wet right now."

We stared at each other for several seconds in this silent match of wills. She wouldn't win, even if I gave her the illusion she had power.

"Go on, Amore . Lie to me again and tell me your pussy isn't soaked for me."

I didn't make her answer me. The question had been rhetorical. But when her little nostrils flared and her pupils dilated, she proved to me she was ready for me even if she fucking hated it.

"I'm only going to say this once more." I took another step back. "You can say no, but if you're not going to, get that pretty ass on the bed and give me what I fucking want, Liliana."

I gave her only a moment to decide her route, but she didn't make me wait. Liliana shivered and walked her gorgeous ass to the bed.

And I watched her, wishing this moment was in slow motion. She gave in so beautifully.

Liliana crawled back onto the bed and laid down. She slowly parted her legs. I grabbed my cock. The length had been thick before she'd even woken up. I'd been so hard as I watched her sleep, as I'd traced her pretty pink lips with my tongue until she parted them slightly for me.

I'd let that muscle travel along her face, across her cheeks, and to the tip of her nose.

She smelled so sweet and clean, like the soap I'd bought specifically for Liliana. Everything in here, I'd hand-picked, wanting her to use the shit I bought and wear the clothes I selected.

She looked so pretty lying in my bed with those big dark eyes and that frightened look on her face.

"Spread your legs and make sure they're wide."

They said men were a visual species, but I wasn't hard because I stared at Liliana half-dressed with her legs opened as far as they could go. My balls weren't drawn up tight because her little panties were slightly wedged up her slit, showing me a prime shot of her pussy lips and the damp spot right in the center of that fabric.

I wasn't even this aroused because I was about to fuck Liliana—and I was. Although, that was a major factor on why my cock throbbed. The truth of the matter was, my cock was stiffer than a fucking lead pipe because I knew she'd be mine in every conceivable way.

I was turned on more than I'd ever been in my God forsaken life. I knew she was a little apprehensive about being with me… worried about the pain, that I'd hurt her. And I would, but not in the way she feared. I wanted her pain to be pleasure.

I set the gun aside and stripped out of my clothes but left my briefs on. I wanted her to see how the fabric obscenely tented in front from how hard and big my cock was.

Because of her.

"You see what you do to me?" I grabbed my erection and fisted it. "You gorgeous, little fucking tease."

She was so tiny compared to me, all slender, feminine curves and pert little breasts that had my tongue thick and my mouth watering.

The first few times I pushed into her would hurt as her pussy got used to my dick. I would ease into her and make her accustomed to my size. And I anticipated it. Fuck me, but I looked forward to breaking her in as mine.

Only mine.

Her uncertainty lit me up from the inside out. But it was her anger and the way her beautiful eyes widened when she stared at me when we passed each other that made me crave her like no other.

"I want you to be my whore, Liliana."

Her little nostrils flared, and her eyes narrowed at my words.

I smirked. Good, let my little hellcat be angry. It'll make fucking her all the more fun.

"I can see how much you hate me." I bared my teeth. I knew my anger was tangible. I shouldn't care that anyone disliked me, and I didn't. But with her? Knowing there was this distaste for me even after she lusted after me pissed me the fuck off.

I was on her a second later, my hands flat on either side of her head, my colossal body forcing her to spread her legs wider to accommodate me.

My cock was so hard that I obscenely ground it between her thighs.

She gasped.

"And that's okay." I leaned in and dragged my nose along the side of her throat, inhaling. Scenting her. "Because I'm going to fuck it out of you."

I leaned in close, my lips by her ear, and whispered, "I'm never letting you go. Not by your own accord. And sure as shit not by someone else's hand."

I gripped her chin, leaned back, and slammed my mouth down on hers, sealing those words against her because both of our lives depended on it.

"Now tell me what the fuck I want to hear, you beautiful girl." I stared into her eyes and held her chin so she couldn't look away. I knew she wanted to. She was scared right now and not just of what I had planned for her but more so because she wanted this.

I could all but smell how wet her little cunt was for me, had seen how juicy she had gotten.

My beautiful fucking girl was primed.

"I hate you," she finally whispered, and I chuckled. "But…" she inhaled hard and exhaled slowly. "God help me…I want this."

I grinned at her, and no doubt, I looked like the predator I was. "You're not going to turn me down, are you, Liliana?"

She didn't verbally respond, just shook her head.

"You're going to give me whatever I want, isn't that right." I didn't phrase it like a question.

She licked those perfectly plump pink lips and nodded.