All Chapters of Summer Wine: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

29 Chapters

21) Sweet and Tight,For Me

The absolute moment Matteo stripped his shorts down in a single, fluid motion and completely unleashed that marble-hard, throbbing manhood, the air temperature in the cabin instantly doubled. His gaze dragged down to the sticky wetness slipping between my thighs, leaving the bedsheets completely soaked. The dark hunger flaring in his eyes was savage enough to paralyze every single defense mechanism in my mind."Look at you..." Matteo hissed, crushing my hips inside his massive palms. His tone had dissolved entirely into a smooth, raspy whirlpool. "It’s a literal flood down here and I haven't even gone inside you yet, Nova… Sobbing all wet like this beneath me for my sperm, you don't look like much of a genius girl right now."I was on the absolute verge of dying from pure embarrassment and desperate arousal.The anatomical tightness stemming from the fact that I had technically never let a man inside me filled me with sheer terror the exact millisecond the peak of his immense, thick h

22) Yes,Fill Me Up!

Every single time Matteo’s ruthless, deep, and brutal thrusts violently shook the bed, the very last digital fortress of my mind was completely blown to pieces, my friends! The man was literally hammering me against the headboard, ruthlessly pushing the absolute boundaries of my millimetric tightness.My eyes were starting to roll back completely from the agonizingly sharp yet fiercely burning sensation of immense fullness that set my lower belly on fire. My brain was under such a heavy assault of dopamine and oxytocin that I could no longer see straight; I could only capture a blurry, hazy silhouette of Matteo’s glistening, sweat-sheened bronzed skin and those massive, pitch-black eyes."I’m asking you, Nova..." Matteo growled, continuing to drive his weight into my hips against the mattress with a staggering velocity. His voice sounded like a deep, rumbling bass coming straight from the underworld. "Did this tightness, this soaking-wet pussy go completely crazy just for me? Tell me!

23) Consider It a Yes!

When that experimental frenzy of mine finally burned itself out, leaving my core scorched, all that remained was a colossal, bronzed man lying breathless beside the bed, the crimson streak of my fresh blood gliding down my thighs, and Matteo’s warm fluid swimming restlessly inside me. My entire body was flushed a furious red, and in a desperate bid to escape the massive wave of impending humiliation, I locked my gaze directly onto the dim, shadowed space beneath the sheets.As Matteo gathered his breath, his massive, still-warm hands cupped my lower belly. "Does it hurt? My beautiful girl?" he murmured, a strange, unfamiliar resonance vibrating in his voice. He bit his lower lip hard as his eyes tracked the droplets and the small pool of blood seeping onto the yacht’s luxury sheets. "I forgot it was your first time and got a bit rough..." he said in a scorching, deeply rooted whisper. "But believe me... that was still me being exceptionally gentle... You taste absolutely magnificent..

24) Sinful Names

The cabin door slammed shut behind Matteo like a detonating bomb, leaving nothing behind but the deep, rhythmic thrum of the luxury yacht’s engine. Looking down at the fresh crimson blood staining the luxury sheets, the sticky wetness coating my skin, and the warm, alien fluid still swimming deep inside me, my mind completely stalled. I rushed into the bathroom, trying desperately to scrub the remnants of the world's largest bacterial transfer off my body, but as the hot water hit my skin, the vivid memories of Matteo’s hardcore thrusts and the way he bit and teased my nipples played on a loop in my head like a virus.I pulled on a clean, loose linen dress. I had already retrieved the encrypted phone from where I’d slid it into the corner of the bed and hid it away, but I was in no state to decrypt cyber data right now. I had deeply wounded Matteo. In my world, everything could be reduced to a laboratory experiment, but in his lawless, predatory world, a woman treating him like a wi

25) Anatomy

Matteo went entirely rigid the moment I screamed "Who the fuck is Elena?!" right into his face. But there wasn't a single shred of fear or caught-red-handed panic in his eyes; instead, those dark, obsidian eyes of his transformed into pitch-black vortexes of pure, unadulterated lust.He let out a laugh so harsh, so intensely masculine and feral, that even the howling wind couldn't drown it out."So, your mind was on my phone the entire time you were putting on that little show under the sheets, huh, my genius little wife?" he growled, his voice coming from somewhere deep inside his chest, vibrating with a dangerously heavy, raspy edge.In one swift, ruthless motion, his massive, warm, and calloused right hand slid right up the high slit of my dress.Those hard fingers of his forcefully gripped my fresh, impossibly tight flesh—the very spot that was already soaking wet from his previous fluids.He dragged his fingertips over my slick, dripping entrance with such sheer force that if I h

26) The Owl and the Cuckoo

As the salty breeze from the open sea whipped mercilessly against our skin following that wild, hardcore storm on the deck, I slowly smoothed the hem of my dress down. The crisp wind blowing over the fresh crimson blood and the thick, sticky arousal fluids dripping down my thighs sent a sharp, shivery wave of cold through my entire body.Leaning my hips against the iron deck railings, I stared out at the evening bioluminescence fading into the dark, open waters. While the moonlight danced across the waves like millions of silver scales, the calculating she-demon inside me had already awoken, recalibrating her algorithms in a flash.Breaking the soaking wet silence between us, I turned my head toward Matteo. "If we're partners of some sort, I need to know everything about you..." I whispered with a mocking edge, locking my eyes onto his."And by that, I mean... things other than that untamed, centimeter-perfect cobra of yours that was just testing the absolute limits of my tightness d

27) Overload

Early the next morning, the luxury yacht’s engines finally cut out as we dropped anchor in the harbor of a bright, bustling coastal town. Even though I hadn't mapped out the exact cyber coordinates yet, it was blindingly obvious from the vibrant, warm atmosphere that we were in one of the Mediterranean's famous, picturesque villages.Following that ruthless, hardcore shaking on the deck last night—and the warm, restless fluid Matteo had left deep inside me—I woke up feeling utterly reckless, like a stray pirate with a slightly hazy and, let's be honest, somewhat tipsy brain.I walk like Jack Sparrow.Fucking Captain Jack Sparrow!Every single muscle in my body throbbed with the sweet, aching aftermath of my milimetric tightness being thoroughly stretched.The moment the yacht moored, Matteo plunged into an urgent meeting right at a dining table with his local mafia connections or whatever weapons-trade partners he had mentioned, immediately locking into a fierce negotiation. With the

28) Bloody !

As I struggled to catch my breath while pressed against the chest of this maddeningly handsome stranger, my brain cyber firewalls suddenly began flashing red, blaring alarm signals.The moment his bare skin came into contact with mine, my damn germ and bacteria phobia slammed right back into my system—as if millions of Matteo's children weren't currently swimming around inside my soaking wet core from just a few hours ago!I reacted to the flawless smoothness of his muscular arms as if I had just touched a scorching hot iron. Pulling away instantly, I retreated into my shell, curling into a ball like a completely defensive, timid turtle.I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself."Excuse me..." I muttered, my trembling hands desperately trying to detach from his muscular arm, which reeked of that wildly expensive, woody cologne.The blonde stranger let his hands drop with a careful, protective grace, his mesmerizing green eyes taking their time as they swept over me."You look like a s

29) I Broke His Rules

Leaving the ice-cold silence of the town square behind us, Matteo’s marble-hard fingers wrapped around my wrist like a pair of handcuffs.We left behind a battered Rocco, shattered pinwheel stalls, and a town populace completely stunned by what they had just witnessed. Matteo dragged me behind him like a sack of potatoes while his bodyguards formed a human wall around us, their hands still gripping the hilts of their weapons, ready on the trigger. We crossed the boarding ramp of the massive, luxury yacht docked at the harbor like a whirlwind.The moment Matteo stepped onto the deck, he turned to his men and roared, "Cast off immediately! We’re heading to open waters!" The raw fury in his voice completely drowned out the roar of the engines.He shoved me straight down into the luxurious, dimly lit master bedroom on the lower deck and slammed the heavy wooden door shut behind us.In an instant, the room was insulated from all the noise of the outside world, but the air inside shifted in

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