Page 53 of Vow of Desire

His hand goes still for a moment. “Are you sure? You’re upset.”

“I want you to take me. Like this,” I say into the mattress. I’m not sure I can look into Matteo’s eyes as he takes me. I don’t deserve it. What I deserve is to be taken from behind like an animal. That’s what my shame needs right now.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I cry out. My tone is covered with desperation. “Like this. I need it. Please.”

Matteo pulls his hand from my pussy and instantly, I feel cold. I hear him unzip his pants and then I can feel his length pressing into my thigh. He’s aroused just like I am.

“You don’t want to do this on your back?” he asks.

“No. I want you to take me like this.” I need to get what I deserve.

Matteo hesitates for a moment before he brings his cock to my entrance. A beat. And then he enters me.

It both hurts and feels so pleasurable, I can’t stop myself from moaning. He slides all the way inside of me and then stops. He grips my hips and raises them up before moving in and out of me.

“Do you like this?” he asks, thrusting into me.

I wince. “It hurts.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” I cry out. “No. Don’t stop. Please.” I need this to happen. I need to do my duty to him. I need to do something right as a wife because I’m utterly and completely failing otherwise.

Matteo lets out a low growl as he sinks into me deeper. I buck my hips back to match his pace. The realization that I’m havingsex hits me. I’m giving my body to my husband. I’m doing my duty.

It all feels so right and so wrong at the same time.

My body is alive with pleasure like a live wire. Every touch makes me gasp and softly moan. The feeling of his length inside of me is unlike anything I’ve experienced. It’s soft and hard. It’s pain and pleasure. It’s everything.

I grip the blanket harder. My face is buried in the mattress making it hard to breathe but I don’t care right now. I need this. Only this.

Matteo thrusts into me harder and harder. “You like this?”

“Yes,” I gasp. “I do. I need this.”

The sound of our bodies rocking together makes me blush. I’m really letting Matteo claim me from behind like an animal. I never thought I would be doing this. I always assumed sex would happen under the covers in a dark room.

But there’s no hiding what we’re doing.

“God, Luci,” he growls. Never has he used a nickname with me before. It fills my heart with light and makes the shame inside of me fade slightly. “You feel so good around my cock. I always knew you’d like this. You just had to let yourself go. Let yourself go.”

I moan from his words. Let go. That sounds perfect.

Every thrust makes me gasp. I need this and yet I’m afraid of it. I want to live and I want to die. My mind is conflicted but one thing I know is that I don’t want Matteo to stop.

He reaches around my body and presses his hand to my clit. The loudest moan I’ve ever made retches itself from my throat.

“Fuck,” he gasps. His thrusts are perfection. Every one of them firm and soft at the same time. It really is like magic.

“Matteo,” I whimper. “Please.”

He flicks my clit while he thrusts into me. It’s all too much and not enough.

“Please!” I cry out.

“Fuck, Luci. Fuck.”