I stare at Matteo’s very large, very thick cock as he wraps his hand around it and strokes leisurely. His thighs push mine open as he moves between them, and when he eases the fat head of his dick against my swollen pussy, my breath catches in my throat.

I could say no. I could tell him to stop, right now. He might be cold, and he might be the devil. But I’ve known rapists, and Matteo isn’t one.

But I’m not going to say no. Because for the first time ever, I fucking want this.

Matteo ...