Matthew didn't listen. He pushed a finger inside her, savoring the muffled cry that tore from her throat. Diana squeezed her thighs together, pressing a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming.
He leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear as he moved his finger inside her.
+It doesn't matter how angry you are with me… it doesn't matter what I've done to you. You'll still have sex with me, little one.
A broken moan escaped her. Her trembling hands clawed at his, desperate to stop him.
+Look at yourself… soaked through already.
A second finger slid into her.
+Feel that? You're gripping me so tight. My fingers are getting lost inside you.
He scissored them deep, pumping faster until her breath came in sharp, uneven gasps. Her pale thighs pressed together, chest heaving as she tried to breathe through her nose. She was right on the edge.
Matthew watched her with dark satisfaction, then pulled his fingers out abruptly. The emptiness made her whimper, body shuddering as she swallowed hard, desperate for air.
He leaned back lazily, eyes glinting with amusement.
+Get up.
Her glassy eyes lifted to him, glazed with lust.
+On your feet, little one. Face me. I'm not that patient.
With shaky legs, she obeyed. Wet heat pooled between her thighs, her body burning, her face aflame.
Matthew lounged back on the couch, long legs spread, arms stretched across the backrest as he drank in the sight before him. His arousal strained visibly against his pants.
+Take off your panties.
Diana hesitated, then hooked her thumbs under the band and slid them down slowly, letting them fall to the floor.
The strain in Matthew's body nearly broke him. He dragged his tongue across his upper lip, head tilting back against the couch as his hungry eyes stayed fixed on her.
+Now the robe, sweetheart.
Unable to resist, she let it slip from her shoulders. The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her bare.
Matthew pushed himself upright.
+Come here.
He gestured to his lap. She moved toward him timidly until he grabbed her and pulled her down, settling her across his thighs. His hand slid over her long, pale legs, easing them open. With a firm push against her chest, he laid her back so her head rested on the arm of the couch.
+That's it, little one.
His hand cupped her heat again, fingers plunging in before she could catch her breath. Relentlessly, he pumped into her, harder, faster, until her cries spilled out without restraint.
Tears of pleasure blurred her vision, streaking down her flushed cheeks. Her lips parted like a drowning fish gasping for air, her body arching uncontrollably.
Matthew didn't stop until she shattered twice beneath his hand until she was nothing but a trembling doll, begging for him to finally take her.
-I… I want you. Please…
she whispered, breathless, pulling back just enough to plead.
Matthew smirked, eyes drinking her in. The way her pale, flawless legs curled close to her chest, the way her breasts rose and fell with every trembling breath she was irresistible. Her body still shook faintly, her skin flushed and damp.
He shifted back, hands closing around her ankles, dragging her down until she lay fully stretched across the couch. Pinning her in place, he straddled her delicate frame, one hand cupping her chin, his thumb brushing over her lower lip.
Hot. God, she was burning. He traced her upper lip, again and again, until finally he pressed his thumb inside her mouth.
+Suck it.
Her eyes went wide with need. Slowly, she wrapped her lips around his thumb, her tongue sliding over it. The wet heat of her mouth nearly unraveled him. His Adam's apple bobbed as he watched her—those half-lidded blue eyes begging, tongue swirling around his thumb.
The ache in his cock was unbearable. With a growl, he yanked off his pants and boxers. Towering over her pale body, he didn't wait. He pushed inside, all the way, burying himself to the hilt.
Diana's cry broke against his chest, her head snapping back.
-It hurts… ahh… slower, please…
Tears slid down her cheeks as he ground into her.
Matthew's mouth descended on her neck, sucking hard, biting until her skin flushed crimson. Her scent, her heat it drove him feral. He pulled out only to slam back in, over and over, his groans muffled against her throat.
Her soft body rocked with every thrust, breasts bouncing with the force.
-Slower… ahh, just a little softer…
He gave her no mercy. His pace only quickened, stealing her breath in jagged bursts, forcing air from her lungs in broken moans.
Her hands scrambled, finding his short hair, clutching tight. He bit down harder on her neck. After a moment's hesitation, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, clinging desperately. Their bodies pressed flush, the sound of skin on skin echoing loud and raw.
-Ahh… more… d-don't stop… stay inside me…
She was killing him. No one had ever made him feel this alive, this out of control. Every sound she made, every twitch of her body against his, drove him deeper into madness.
Her slender fingers played in his hair, nails scraping his scalp, and he slammed harder into her wet heat. Diana's cries spilled hot against his ear, her breath trembling across his skin.
Matthew finally tore his mouth from her bruised neck, dragging his gaze up. He had to see her face.
Tears streamed from her wide, dazed eyes. Her flushed lips parted, trembling, her cheeks burning scarlet with lust.
Snarling, he seized her wrists, pinning them above her head. His mouth closed over her hardened nipples, tongue circling, teeth biting until she cried out.
-Ahh… stop, not there..ahhh!
His free hand claimed the other breast, fingers squeezing, tugging until she arched violently beneath him, spine bowing off the couch.
She writhed like a fish on a hook, body quaking, helpless beneath his gripm yet every gasp, every moan betrayed how much she wanted it.