Chantal was being pounded by Mateo's waist while waiting for a word to come out of her mouth Mateo was holding both of Chantal's hands.
Chantal didn't feel any nervousness, instead, she focused on the feeling she felt while Mateo's bulge was always in her middle.
Mateo's shortness of breath can be heard across Chantal's room, Chantal was moaning silently and as the woman closed her eyes she was suddenly pulled backward and thrown on the bed like a bag of groceries.
Mateo looked at Chantal's messy hair while it blocked his attractive eyes, Mateo slowly removed his belt and the woman lying in front of him just looked at him.
Chantal's chest started to show signs that her heart was beating faster, Chantal felt her throat dry while looking at Mateo at what he was doing.
'How can a man be this handsome?' She asked herself.
Chantal was looking at the man's broad shoulders, a masculine build but it was hard to look at, his... face.
Chantal stood up and held Mateo's face, she ran her fingers on his brows, down to his lashes, nose, and lips.
Mateo let her explore his face as his hand roamed around her tiny body, as he was looking at the girl in front of her.
The glimpse of her started to remind him of someone.
Mateo's hold on Chantal's waist loosened up and was about to step back when Chantal's lips were placed into his.
Mateo's eyes widened, he didn't know what to do while standing and letting Chantal kiss his lips.
Inside Mateo, there was a voice arguing but when Chantal's tongue found its way in.
Matthew burst.
Mateo subconsciously removed her shirt and then her skirt, his tongue met one of her tits as his other hand played with the other.
Chantal grasped the bedsheet hard as she was trying to control her moan from going out.
All of the light in the room was open and if there was a chance that someone would try to enter they would be seen.
Chantal was lost in awe when Mateo said, "Are you ready?"
The girl looked at him confused and at the same time Chantal lowered her gaze to Mateo's body, she almost melted when she realized what she saw.
"D-did you ask me something like that? That night?" She asked in a daze.
Mateo's jaw clenched and used his hand to support him as he leaned towards her, "No."
Chantal pouted, "Ahh--- Mateo!"
And by that blunt reply, the sword entered Chantal's pearl, Mateo didn't stop and stayed focused on how hard he planned to pound himself onto herself.
Chantal's toes curled and only her cries could be heard inside the room, Mateo was confused as he wasn't hearing her moaning and asked, "You don't like what I'm doing?" in between his trust.
Chantal looked at him, "I can't make noise! ​​My housemaids could hear us."
Mateo smirked and approached her ear while pounding her pearl, "Please do make some noise! That voice of yours that comes out of pleasure turns me on."
Chantal blushed and Mateo held her waist and turned her making her back facing him. Mateo spit on his hand and placed it on the tips of his sword then placed it in.
As Mateo continued to pound Chantal from the back, he enjoyed how her butt wiggled as his waist made contact with Chantal's ass.
Mateo also saw how Chantal tightly held onto the pillow where her head was lying.
Mateo pulled his sword gently which Chantal felt.
'Why did we stop?' She asked herself.
Mateo lay on the side of the bed looking at Chantal who was catching her breath.
"Do you want me to take you to a hotel to finish this?" Mateo asked Chantal seriously.
Chantal only looked at him in disbelief, she knows that stopping the moan hurts her throat and she doesn't have a choice. But, going to the hotel would rather turn her off.
Chantal didn't answer Mateo and turned the other way.
"Get your clothes."
Chantal felt the other side of her bed was empty causing her to turn and saw that Mateo was wearing his clothes again.
"Are you serious?" the girl asked Mateo and he looked at her with a serious face.
Really?' Chantal asked herself in disbelief
---
"Ahhh---"
Chantal's moan filled the small car as Mateo played with her pearl. Mateo couldn't remove the smile from his lips while listening to her cries.
Mateo's left arm was driving and the other one played with Chantal's kinky.
Chantal couldn't contain herself as she felt something swirling in her stomach.
"I'm coming!"
As Chantal said it, Mateo pressed on the gas hard and decided to stop the car beside the sidewalk and focused more on accelerating.
"Ah! Mateo!"
"Ugh!"
Chantal's pearl squirted a white liquid which surprised Mateo, Chantal's eyes were closed and while Mateo took out a tissue from the compartment in front of Chantal he couldn't help but stare, Chantal's body was skinny but not too skinny, her face was round and her cheeks were red.
Mateo gulped hard and looked forward while wiping his wet hand, he looked at Chantal and then the hard bulge on his pants.
"Are you tired?"
Chantal regained consciousness and asked, "What? Why?"
Mateo pressed on the gas as Chantal put her shorts back, she straightened herself when she realized where the car was going, "Mateo! I can't--"
The man just smirked and said, "I helped you. So it's your turn to help me."
The both of them entered a hotel that Mateo booked beforehand, Mateo entered the room and sat on the table, he took out his bulge that had been disappearing as Chantal kneeled in front of him with her hands handcuffed.
She swallowed hard as she looked at the thing in front of her face.
Mateo smirked while parting the hair blocking Chantal's face and said, "This is going to be a long night so prepare yourself, my soon-to-be wife."