He kisses the side of my neck again. My jaw. Below my ear. “I could hold you like this while I fucked you.” His voice sends more heat rushing through my body. “Pin you. I think you’d like that. A thick cock taking your pussy while you couldn’t move. See? You’re already trying to get it.” Shame bleeds into my desire. I don’t think I could stop moving my hips if I wanted to. I just need more friction. I need more. All the pent-up need I’ve had for years is out in the open now. “Emily Rochester, fucking my thigh. Ride harder. Ride like you imagine I’ll fuck you.”

I can’t help it. Every word he says is like a spell. It compels movement. I have to do it. I wanted him to come over, and he did. I wanted him to show me what he likes. And he did. This is only a hint of what he’d do with me, and it lit me on fire. It’s hard to do this with my wrists pinned. He knows that. He likes that. Mateo holds my wrists tighter to the wall and looks down at my body, working over his.

“Goddamn,” he murmurs. “You want this. I can feel how hot you are through your clothes.”

He’s not going anywhere. It’s a heady, almost drunken feeling, how strong he is. I could grind myself against his thigh all night and he wouldn’t move. I could do it for weeks. For years. I don’t have to be strong right now. He can do it.

“That sound,” he groans. “Make that noise again.”

I do it, helpless and hungry. I haven’t done this in a long time. I haven’t wanted to do this with anyone in a long time. And this is dirty, and yet somehow playful.

Somehow it’s everything I’ve wanted.

“You’re going to come,” he says, his voice low.

“No.” I feel frantic about it. One moment, it’s fine, the next moment—I don’t know. I don’t know. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. Let it happen, Emily. I’ll be here when it’s over.”

I can’t resist. It happens almost without my permission. A wave of pleasure so strong it knocks me into him.

“Gorgeous,” Mateo says. “Look at you. I’ve never seen anyone look so pretty when they come. Don’t stop yet. Let me see your face.” I look into his eyes. It’s the one thing I can bring myself to do. He curses under his breath. “So goddamn beautiful. Let me fuck you.”