Page 73 of Strikeout


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“My girl likes when I play with her tits.”

“Yes.” I gasp as he bites down lightly on one of my nipples and pulls slightly.

“Noted.”

He keeps this onslaught going to the point where I think I might come from this alone.

But I’m greedy, and I want to feel it all when it comes to Mateo. “More.”

“What do you need, baby? You want my mouth, fingers, or my cock?”

I almost want to scream, I’m so deliriously aroused.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what tesoro?” he taunts evilly.

“Fuck me, Mateo. I need you to fuck me right now.”

The words are barely off my lips when my back lands on his soft mattress with a bounce.

Before I can register the slight pinch, I realize he’s ripped my panties right off me, and I think I have a mini orgasm at the sight of my tattered underwear in his hands.

“That’s more like it.” He tosses my panties aside, not bothering to look where they land. “Now open for me, Isabella. Show me what’s mine.” He gently nudges both of my knees, and they fall open easily.

His golden hazel eyes darken as his gaze falls to where I’ve exposed myself. With any other person, I may have felt self-conscious, but with Mateo, knowing I make him this feral makes me feel powerful.

“You know how long I’ve wondered how good this pussy must taste?” He wipes his mouth as if he’s salivating and about to indulge in his favorite meal.

He undoes his towel, letting it drop to the floor, and my eyes almost fall out of my head.

There’s no way he could have concealedthatin those baseball pants he wears at every game. How the hell was I supposed to know that he walked around with a literal bat between his legs?

I don’t realize I’ve started to scramble backward until his hand lands on my ankle and he’s pulling me back down thebed. “Promise it doesn’t bite. Only I do.” He grins down at my shocked expression. “Don’t worry, I’ll prep you. I’d never hurt you, baby. Not unless you asked for it.”

He drops to his knees and pulls me closer to the edge of the bed. “Mateo, you don’t have—”

His pointed tongue flicks my clit with one strong lick, and I bow off the bed.

“I’m sorry. You say something up there? I got a mouth full of pussy I need to tend to, so relax tesoro. Trust me, you’ll need this.”

I don’t have time to focus on his words because he’s back, eating me out just as passionately as he kisses me. Nipping and sucking, responding to every moan and whimper I make. When he slowly slips a finger inside me, I almost come undone. When he enters another and curves it slightly upward, I do.

I claw at the bedding, thrashing in the tight hold he has on my thighs as the orgasm threatens to take my sanity along with it.

I’ve never come so hard in my life. My pulse vibrates throughout my oversensitive body as I try to get my breathing under control.

Mateo stands, sucking his fingers as he does. “Fucking delicious.”

Even though I’ve just come, I don’t want this moment to end, especially as his cock bobs heavily between his thighs.

Without a second thought, I find the strength to get on my hands and knees and reach for him.

His long, thick cock weighs heavily in my hand as I slowly jerk him up and down. A bead of precum threatens to leak on the bed when I lean forward and lick it up.

He groans above me. “Careful, Isabella. Keep playing with me like that, and I just might let you have it.”

I roll my eyes at him.