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He doesn’t respond, instead stands up, scooping me into his arms once more, and sets me on the edge of the bed.

“I’ll lay down, and when you’re ready, you can climb on top.”

He stretches out, his six feet and several inches eating upmost of the mattress. Even laying down his muscles ripple, abs flexing.

Michelangelo would call this“Giant Stallion lying down.”

My heart pounds like a drum as I climb on top of his form, my body soft where his is hard. I stare at him beneath me—my scratches covering his glistening skin, and I lean forward licking at them.

“Fuck baby,” he groans. I moan in response, aching like I’ve never ached between my thighs, and lick him again. He’s salty, his blood and sweat mixing, and it’s enough for me to feel the heady thrum of desire like a live wire between us—shimmering and ready to be stroked.

I slowly shift my hips lower until I sit fully on his cock, still flat against his belly. I twist forward and backward, the ridges and veins delicious against my wet heat.How good will it feel when he’s finally inside?I coat the outside of his cock with my wetness.

“Grab my hips Mateo. Move me how it feels good. Show me.” I lick at his nipple and he hisses. He grips my hips, making me grind against his throbbing cock in a way that has an orgasm already shimmering just beneath the surface.

“I don’t fucking deserve you, but fuck, I’ll bow at your feet as long as you let me keep touching you,” he murmurs.

It’s enough to snap my remaining reservations. It’s now or never, and I refuse to go another day without knowing what a real cock feels like inside of me. Especially one as beautiful and eager as Mateo’s.

I sit up, having to push onto my knees to have enough space to stand his dick up with my free hand between us, and then lower an inch. I immediately pause, stretching to a point of pain.

“Fuck, what if I make a mess?” I’ve used dildos—a giantblack one coming to mind—but the thought of potentially bleeding on his bed, sends a spear of uncertainty through me.

“It’ll be the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he hisses, his arms quivering.

“Kiss me then, Mateo. Kiss me while you take me.”

He leans up, letting go of my hip with one hand, threading his other through my hair, and pulls my lips to his.

And then he shifts his hips upward so slowly, sinking further and further inside of me.

THIRTY-TWO

MATEO

February 23rd, 2025

It takesevery ounce of willpower I possess to keep from ramming into her wet heat. It wraps around my cock like a fiery vise, and I’m certain nothing’s ever felt so good. Stars dot behind my eyes and my balls involuntarily tighten. She’s strangling me, and I hope I never have to pull out of her again.

I don’t know if I’ll survive it.

“Fuck Dale, you’re so tight,” I groan into the crevice of her throat and shoulder. She pauses, her entire body quivering and already slick with sweat.

“Am I…am I hurting you, Mateo?” She sounds so uncertain of herself. And I vow in this moment, I’ll prove to her she’s the greatest thing to happen to my cock, to my life,to my heart.She has the power—every ounce I have and could ever have rests in her hands—and I know I’ll doanythingto show her just how incredible she is.

“Only if you stop.”

“It…you feel so big.”

I try not to pant, or smirk, but both tear from me as if controlled by some primal need to beat my chest—there are fewbetter words a woman can say at a time like this. And a woman like Dale? It’s damn near enough to make me come.

“You’re only like half way.” There’s a hint of teasing in my voice, laced with needy desire. She’s doing so good, and I don’t want to scare her off. But fuck, I need to pound into her before my balls explode.

“You’re kidding,” she mumbles against my lips. I grab the plush cheeks of her ass in both hands, moving her back and forth slightly in a grinding motion, stretching her around me. I kiss her hungrily, her soft tongue tangling with my own. “Mateo, fuck, this is better than anything I could have imagined.”

“Take me baby. Take all of me, I know you can. Fuck me. Make yourself feel good.” Maybe I should be more patient with her, but some part of me knows she doesn’t want that. She doesn’t want to feel broken, and I’ll gladly tear her apart to prove just how strong she really is.

She bites down on my lip, viciously drawing blood, and then slams her pussy down, the heat swallowing my cock completely. I know by her urgency,her need to feel everything including the pain,she’s as crazed with her need for me as I am her. And that realization is enough to make me come undone completely.