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Authors: Jodi Luann

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Take off your clothes,” he demands, ripping off his own
shirt, “and bend over.”

I do as
he asks. To put it bluntly I detest this man, but his sex when
drunk is rough and exciting — sadly, he only ever gives me
attention when he’s drunk — so I jump at the chance. He spanks my
ass as I bend over, and I let out a squeak. This encourages him to
do it again, harder, then harder and harder again until my squeaks
turn into gasps and moans.


I’m going to fuck you now,” he says, teasing me by rubbing
his cock around the opening of my wetness. I stick my ass into the
air and bury my face into the blankets on the bed to let him know
that I’m ready for him, and seconds later I feel him sliding into
me. He lets out a long groan as he enters, and his breathing
changes. He’s much rougher than Matteo, and it even makes me wince
a little as he pounds into my jiggling ass.


You want me to go harder?” He growls into my ear as he gropes
my breasts. “You deserve every bit of this, you filthy
slut.”

For a
split second I wonder if he actually knows what went on between
Matteo and myself, but right now I’m too caught up in the moment to
care. “Harder,” is all I can manage to gasp.


You like that, don’t you?” he growls, grabbing my hips with
both hands to steady me as he forces himself in and out of me with
all of his strength. “Tell me how much you want my come inside
you.”


Oh, please,” I yelp, feeling the tension building inside of
me. “Fill me up, baby.”


Oh baby, I can’t contain myself any longer,” he shouts so
loudly that I’m certain that the neighbours can hear.

One
long, deep thrust is all it takes to send me over the edge, and I
feel my body convulse for the second time in an hour as I climax.
For a few seconds he keeps slamming into me, but it’s not long
before he lets out a long, satisfied groan and I feel his body
collapse onto me. We lie there together, spent — and for once, it
feels good. Now we’re both unfaithful. Now it’s even.

Chapter
5

 

It’s
11am when I wake up. David is still lying asleep next to me, so I
decide not to disturb him. It only takes me a few minutes to shower
and get dressed, and once I’m ready I pad quietly out of the
bedroom into the kitchen. The first thing I do when I’ve shut the
bedroom door is look for Matteo, and I can barely contain my relief
when I see that he’s outside, digging as usual — I really didn’t
think that he would come back after yesterday’s escapade. Now I
almost feel a little guilty for submitting to David.

I open
the front door and wander across the grass with his cup of coffee.
The dew is refreshingly cold between my toes, and I can feel small
droplets of rain against my bare arms. All I can think about is
last night’s episode of sex on the grass as I tap him on the
shoulder.


Here, have some coffee.”


Thanks,” he says, and takes a sip. “I’m almost done. I got
here early again this morning.” He takes another sip, avoiding eye
contact. “I’ll be gone in about an hour, I think.”


How much do I owe you?” I ask, my voice shaking slightly. He
shrugs.


I’ll send you a bill in the mail or something if that’s
okay.”


Certainly.” There’s a long pause before I finally speak
again. “I’m sorry about last night, I don’t know what got into
him.”


It’s okay,” he says coolly. “I told you he didn’t like
me.”


Yesterday was good. You know, before he…” I trail off, but he
knows what I’m about to say.


Yes, it was. Thank you.” A hint of a smile appears on his
face. I hope that’s because he’s reminiscing about it, too. But
it’s gone within seconds. “Anyway, I’d better get back to work.
Most of it’s done, I just need to tidy away a little. I was kind of
hoping to get away before your…husband wakes up,” he
mumbles.


Let me know before you go, okay?”


Okay.”

I notice
that a swarm of large grey clouds have appeared as I walk back
towards the house. I’m tempted to tell Matteo just to leave, that
I’ll take care of the loose ends, but I don’t want him to go yet. I
pour myself another cup of coffee and stand at the window, just so
I can watch him one last time. I’m just about to go out and speak
to him again, to clear things up, when I hear David calling from
the bedroom. His voice is gruff.


What’s wrong?” I ask, peering round the door.


I have the worst hangover,” he moans. “I’m going to stay in
bed today. Shit, what happened last night?”

I shrug,
too scared to admit any of it. “I don’t know. I was pretty drunk,
too.”


Damn. I hope I didn’t make too much of an ass of
myself.”


I’m sure it went fine,” I say with a smile.
He can find out later.
“Would you like a glass of water?”


Yes. Lots of ice.”

I obey
his command. When I get back to the bedroom he’s sitting up
slightly, watching me as I walk towards him.


I feel horrible, Kelly,” he says, rubbing his eyes with his
fists.


I know,” I mumble as reassuringly as I can manage.


Will you sit with me for a while?”


Uh, I guess,” I say, hesitantly perching myself on the edge
of the bed beside his legs. He looks serious and I’m half expecting
him to say something about Matteo, but he doesn’t. In fact, he
doesn’t say anything at all. I’m not sure how long I sit there for,
but when he eventually falls asleep I take it as a signal to make
my exit.

When I
get back into the kitchen I look out of the window to see that
Matteo has packed all of his tools already. He’s just sitting on
the grass, looking up at the sky and letting the rain pour onto his
face.

Within
seconds I’m running across the grass towards him. “Matteo, are you
finished already?”


Yes, I was waiting for you,” he says, holding out a hand for
me to take. His skin feels much harder than it did when we first
met and his fingernails are caked with mud, but I don’t want to let
go of him. I grip tighter when he tries to pull away, but he just
laughs and shakes me off.


I’ll walk you to your car,” I say, avoiding eye
contact.

He
smiles and thanks me, then we walk in silence to his car. I
desperately wrack my brain for something to talk about as we get
closer, and just as he’s about to open the door, I manage to think
of something.


So, you’re going back to Italy?”


Yes,” he says, loading his tools into the trunk. “I’m going
next week, actually. All of my family are over there, it will be
nice to see them again.”


So what brought you to America?” I ask as he begins to get
into the car. I strain my voice, trying to sound as interested as
possible.
Don’t go yet, Matteo.


I don’t know, really,” he says, his eyes glazed over. “I
suppose I just wanted a change, wanted to meet new
people.”


And do you like it here?”


Oh yes, I’ve met some very great people,” he says, suddenly
snapping back into consciousness, his blue eyes lighting up. “Some
more pleasant than others.”

I wince,
recalling my husband’s rudeness. “Sorry about that.”


It’s perfectly okay,” he laughs. “Actually, the past couple
of days have been my favourite. Thank you.”

I can’t
suppress my smile. “They’ve been my favourite, too.”

He cocks
his head. “Sorry, how rude of me, it’s raining. Would you like to
sit inside until we’ve finished our conversation?”


Sure,” I say nonchalantly, trying to hide my relief. But
there’s a niggling feeling in my head telling me that I should go
back inside. If David catches me here, he’ll never forgive me. “I
don’t want to go back,” I blurt. “I want to stay with
you.”

He leans
over to me in his seat and places a hand on my cheek. “Then
stay.”

I lean
over to kiss him for the last time, and this time I don’t hold
back. My hands are tangled in his hair, pulling him towards me. But
he pushes me away. At first I feel hurt, upset, and I’m about to
get out of the car, and then I realise what he’s doing — he’s
pushing me into the back seat.

As soon
as my ass hits the worn leather of the back seat, he’s on top of
me, straddling me and pinning me against the window. I’m completely
powerless under his strength — all I can do is lie there and follow
his commands.


I’m going to make love to you, Kelly,” he growls. He is so
close to my ear that I can feel his teeth brushing against my lobe
as he speaks, and it sends shivers of excitement rushing through
me. For perhaps the first time in my life I feel confident, sexy,
and most importantly, wanted.


I need you inside me,” I gasp, slipping my hand down the
front of his jeans and groping his cock through his underwear.
Somehow, I’m much more confident after last night’s episode of
rough sex with David. “Fuck me, Matteo.”

Our
hormones are raging as we rip the clothes of each other’s bodies.
Once fully naked we sit in silence for a moment, staring at each
other across the back seat and listening to the rain pelting
against the roof of the car. All it takes is for Matteo to bite his
bottom lip, and I throw myself at him without hesitation. He
catches me as I land on his body and pulls me close, kissing me
neck. He keeps one arm wrapped around me to support my back,
fondling my breasts with his hand, and moves the other arm
downwards, squeezing the tops of my thighs. As soon as I start
moaning he begins kissing my neck, keeping his mouth close to my
ear and whispering dirty promises.


I’m going to fill you up,” he snarls, moving his arm from my
thighs and slapping my ass. “You’d like that, wouldn’t
you?”


Oh, yes,” I groan, sitting up slightly to get into a better
position so I can rub my wet clitoris up and down his erection. He
moves both of his hands to my ass cheeks, squeezing me as I move up
and down.


Oh yeah, baby.”


I need you inside me,” I gasp, raising myself to hover over
his cock. Without speaking, he takes me by the hips and gently
lowers me down. My body relaxes as he enters me, and I breathe a
sigh of relief. It’s almost as if I’ve been craving him, and that
craving has now been satisfied.

My
breathing becomes shallow as I slide up and down his erection,
faster and faster until our noises can’t be muffled any longer. I
stare into his eyes, which are getting more and more intense with
each passing second, as I moan his name.


I’m gonna come,” he grunts. I begin thrusting faster, but he
pushes me away. “Bend over.”

Shocked
by his sudden domination, I do as he asks, bending over in front of
him and sticking my ass in the air.


Oh, yeah,” he moans, spanking my ass. It feels so good, so I
wiggle slightly, teasing him. I’m just about to turn around so I
can see the expression on his face, when he lets out a loud gasp,
and suddenly I feel his warm come squirting across my body onto my
ass. I crouch there, motionless, unsure what to do next. Then, I
feel his hands rubbing it into my skin.


You make me feel so good,” he whispers. “I want you to know
how good you make me feel, and I want to make you feel just as
good. I want to make you come.”

I’m
about to ask him what he’s going to do, when suddenly I feel what
can only be his tongue on my ass. I’ve never experienced anything
like it before, but a loud groan of pleasure escapes from my lips
the very second he touches me.


You like that?” He growls, delving deeper with his tongue.
The sensation is almost indescribable — my entire body begins to
shake, and my legs collapse underneath me. He laughs quietly, then
turns me around with one arm so that I’m facing him. I can smell
his own cum on his breath as he leans down to kiss me, and his cock
brushes against my clit.


I wonder if you taste as good as I do,” he mumbles, running a
hand down my body until he reaches my wetness. My breath hitches.
“Let’s find out.”

My hips
thrust wildly as his tongue lashes against my clitoris, and my
previous moans and groans turn into desperate cries and pleas for
him to keep going. And then his tongue is inside me, moving in and
out as he fucks me with his mouth. I can feel my orgasm building
gradually as he picks up speed, and I can’t stop my hands from
grabbing his hair and pulling him further into me.


I’m going to come, Matteo,” I gasp. My tight grip means that
he’s unable to reply, but all it takes is for him to grab the
insides of my thighs one last time to bring about those powerful
contractions I’ve been longing for. My thrusting slows and
eventually stops, but Matteo doesn’t falter until my orgasm is
completely finished. My hands still entangled in his sandy brown
hair, I pull him to me so that I can kiss him. He tastes like me.
He’s mine.


I told you that you’d like it,” he smirks. “And yes, I can
confirm that you do taste as good as me,” he kisses me again,
parting my lips with his tongue. “Even better, in fact.”

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