Page 52 of My Ghost

My breath catches in my throat.I struggle to get free, but his grasp only intensifies.“Let me go, you’re—”

His mouth crashes onto mine in a hard kiss.Taking advantage of my surprised gasp, he slides his tongue into my mouth, conquering, all-consuming.I struggle harder but he is gripping my hair with one hand, tilting my head back, holding me in place in a death grip while he snakes his other arm around me and yanks me forward to crush me against him.His kiss becomes brutal as his tongue and teeth clash over mine.He pulls me deeper into him until I feel like he is going to consume me.I push my hands against his hard chest, panic rising like a wave inside me.

This side of him terrifies me.

I manage to turn my face away, lips tingling from his brutal kiss, and gasp for air.

“Matteo, please…” My voice breaks.Yet he ignores my pleas.I fight harder, but that only seems to drive him further into madness.His grip tightens in my hair and he yanks my head back, hard.Then his mouth descends on my throat, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along the column of my neck.There is nothing I can do to stop his onslaught.I try anyway, I struggle and push against him, tears of fear starting to trail down my face.But he is oblivious as he furiously sucks and nips the delicate skin of my neck with low, hungry growls.

Without warning, he pushes me back and I fall on the bed.

“Matteo, wait…” I sob, willing him to hear me, to listen.But his eyes are black pits, soulless and merciless.

I scramble backward, trying to escape from him.Yet he is faster, he grabs my ankle and drags me back toward him.Then I hear a tearing sound and my dress is gone, I am lying before him in my panties, exposed and helpless.Before I can move, he is over me, crushing me with his weight and his ruthlessness.His mouth is on mine again, ravaging and relentless.I manage to lift a hand to his face and rake my nails over his cheek, leaving faint scratch marks.He doesn’t even seem to register them, he merely collects my two wrists in one hand and holds my hands over my head, never breaking his cruel kiss.All my senses are overloaded, and my struggling only pushes him on.Then I feel his hand cup my pussy over my panties.

No.Not like this.

My heart is hammering so hard against my ribcage that I think I might faint.He breaks the kiss and leans back, looking down at me.And my eyes are caught in his unblinking gaze like I am prey and he is the wild beast ready to rip its throat out.For what feels like a lifetime, our eyes are locked.I am breathing hard.I know that I should tell him to stop, but I am paralyzed, unable to move or utter a single word.

Then he strikes.

His fingers curl around my throat, while he viciously tears my panties from me with his other hand.It all happens so fast I don’t have time to register the movement.What I feel, though, is his hot mouth and tongue trailing down my body, over my breast then down my stomach.I writhe, trying to get away, to stop his progress toward downthere.

He’s going to—

His tongue licks along my slit and I jump from the contact.I cry out, tears blurring my vision from the contradicting and overwhelming sensations colliding through me.He tightens his fingers around my throat, not enough to cut off my breath, but effectively restraining me.His tongue is back on my pussy, and I writhe under him, trying to escape the sensory onslaught.

My mind is fractured, I feel myself spiral into an abyss.All I can sense is him, his hands on me, his breath hot as his mouth devours me.His raspy growls are drowned out by the pounding of my pulse in my ears.Then he inserts a finger into me and something snaps.I feel red-hot pleasure coil in my belly and I cry out.

“Oh God, I can’t…please…” I pant, not knowing what exactly I am begging for.

He is licking harder, his lips sucking and nipping on my clit while he curls his finger up inside me.I feel myself slipping over the edge and there is nothing I can do to stop it.He releases my throat and he circles both arms around my thighs, pinning me on the mattress, locking me against his mouth.

And I shatter.

My orgasm hits me so hard I scream in agony.My body is wracked by convulsions and sobs, my mind splintered into a million pieces.My hands are fisted into the sheets, my eyes are squeezed shut, and I am so light-headed that I see stars.My breath comes out in loud gasps and I think I’ll pass out.I don’t know how much time passes before I am able to breathe again.

Then I feel him move on the mattress.I open my eyes only to find his eyes on me, dark andunreadable.He is holding me there with nothing but his stare and for a heartbeat I am unable to move.Then he starts to unbutton his shirt and that snaps me out of my daze.With a surge of desperation, I try to scramble away but his hands shoot out to stop me.He drags my body under his and pins me to the mattress with his heavy thighs.Then he continues unfastening the buttons, unhurried and predatory, his eyes on me the whole time.Once he has removed his shirt, he bends down again and his mouth crashes back on mine in a merciless kiss.I hear him working his belt and zipper and I freeze when I feel his hard cock between us.He lifts himself up on his arm and grabs my thigh with the other hand to spread me wide.He lines his cock at my entrance then he looks me in the eyes.I try one last time to reason with him.

“Matteo—”

He slams into me in one hard thrust.

I cry out from the sting of the intrusion, from the feel of him bottoming out.

“Fuck.”He groans and stills.“You feel like heaven.”With a low snarl he starts to snap his hips forward, pushing in and out in a hard, punishing rhythm.

“So wet.”He grunts.“So perfect.”

I am lost in the sensation, drowning in the scent of him, of his hard body plastered against mine, surrendering to his dominant thrusts.

His rhythm becomes frantic, he grabs my hips with both hands and drags me toward him with every plunge to push deeper, harder and I feel new pleasure building from the ashes of my last orgasm.

Matteo must sense it, his lips curl up into a cruel smile and he snarls.“Take it all like a good girl.Come for me.”

He thrusts harder.And deeper.

“That’s it,amore.”