EroticReverie

Arabella - Two Weeks Later

I know I’m not supposed to.  But I go anyways. Matteo has a fight tonight and I’m sick of sitting around like an idiot letting him just decide my life for me. 

I don’t ask Gianna to come with me because she’ll try to talk me out of it. I didn’t need anyone telling me what to do or how to feel or how to deal with my own heart. 

I dress like a little groupie. Wearing tight fake leather pants and a black bra and a long sleeved see through black mesh top. My hair is up in a long sleek ponytail and I’m pulling out all the stops to make that tall handsome fucker realize how much he fucked up letting me go. 

My makeup is heavy , my eyes smoky and my fake lashes on with a bold dark red lip. My heels are black stilettos and I push through the crowd of people in the outer room. My skin crawling with reminders of last time I was here.  

I stand in the back of the room and wait. Watching the lesser known fighters go through their rounds. My heart pumping when it’s Matteo’s turn. I watch him.  Shirtless in his shorts and barefeet entering the circle and finding his opponent. 

The fight doesn’t last very long. Matteo knocks him out in minutes. I can tell that the crowd is disappointed it didn’t last longer.  Even though Matteo could clearly knock out everyone he’s ever fought. He would toy with his opponents. He was paid extra by the guy who runs it to make it worth while to the paying people who came to watch. I watch the crowd erupt with cheers anyways. Chanting and hollering his name. “King”. 

I watch him ushered out the side room and know that he’ll be going up to the top floor where he always hangs out after a fight.  I push my way through the crowd. My lips tight and scowling. Oh. I was going to make a fucking scene tonight. Even if he didn’t take me back. I’d make sure he knew what a fucking asshole he was for doing this to me. Making me cry every god damn day since I woke up with nothing more than a god damn letter. 

The guy letting the groupies through looks at me and smiles. Looking me up and down. Points and curls his finger. The other girls looking at me with jealousy. 

“Go on up.” He says and I take the steps. Following the clicks of other heels already being let up stairs. 

When I enter the room upstairs , it’s full. More so than it was the nights I was up here. As eyes come to me, guys I don’t know smirking as they look me up and down. One licking his lips at me like I’m a fricken steak. I search the room my gaze going over to the couch. The couch where he’d pulled me into his lap and find him. With his opponent. Both of them sitting with two girls on their laps. Matteo already had a drink in his hand. A whole god damn bottle of whiskey actually. The girls are all over him. Touching his sweaty chest but he’s not paying them any attention. And I want to go over there and rip them off his lap by their fucking hair. But a vicious part of me, the hurt part of me, the spiteful and petty part of me doesn’t even run to him. Doesn’t go over there and rip those bitches off his lap. I turn to the guy licking his lips and give my best flirty smile.  It wasn’t a good idea. But I was angry. And if he was gonna throw me out like trash because he was too fucking scared then I’d make him regret it. 

“Can I get you a drink?” The guy asks me and I nod. 

“I’d like that” I say stepping closer and allowing him to look me up and down. 

“That’s quite the outfit” he says with a slimy smile and I swallow down my disgust. He wasn’t unattractive. Not by any means. It was the way he looked at me that made him disgusting. 

I let him slip a hand onto my waist guiding me over to the table where there’s drinks in large buckets of ice. I let him give me a beer. My eyes lifting and catching on Santino whose eyes go wide and he immediately rushes over. 

“You can’t be here” he says to me leaning down. I can see his fucking pity I’m his eyes as he tries to tell me to leave. The guy beside me slings an arm over my shoulder. 

“She’s with me. Find your own” he says to Santino who looks to the guy then me. Back and forth between us. 

“Yeah. I’m with him.” I say letting the guy pull me to his side. My hand lifting to place it on his chest with a fake smile that Santino just blinks at me. 

“Arabella, you can’t be here” he says again. 

“Back off man” the guy says and pulls me away from Santino and I follow him. Watching Santino push a hand through his hair. My eyes drifting over to the couch where Matteo is.  Watching him throw back another swig of whiskey as the girls put their hands all over him. He looked uninterested. But how dare he let them even touch him. Sit on his fucking lap. That was MY lap to sit in. 

The guy talks to me. All about himself. Telling me he owns some business and how much money he has. Like I give a fuck. I stand there letting him he back me against a wall. Placing his one hand on the wall near my head as he smirks down at me. Still talking. I feign my interest , smiling up at him. Letting my body language show fake interest ,  smiling and laughing as he talks. Barely registering what he’s saying. 

My eyes flicks to Matteo’s brothers as they watch me. Just waiting for chaos to erupt. Probably thinking on how to get me to leave without Matteo seeing me. I flick my gaze back to the man standing in front of me. 

I feel it then. The shift in tension in the room. I can feel the only eyes I want on me.  Finding me standing here flirting with some stranger. 

I don’t have to look. I see him stand towering above others in the room and shoving his way through the crowd of people as his brothers move to try to intercept him as Matteo barrels through women and men. 

I laugh at whatever the guy is saying. Letting my eyes sparkle at him. Touching his chest and biting my lip. 

My heart hammers. My eyes going to the side as Matteo reaches us and grabs the guy by the back of his shirt and the man hollers as Matteo turns him and decks him right in the jaw. Sending the man flying into the bodies around us.

The silences and Matteo grabs the guy again and punches him a second time. Busting the guys nose with a crunch and his brothers are there. Pulling him off the guy as I just stand there. Matteo seething as his brothers finally get him to have mercy on my chosen casualty. 

Matteo moves towards me. His eyes are full of anger and his lips pressed tightly together as my breath hitches. 

We stare each other down. 

“You fucking asshole.” I say as my jaw clenched. 

A low growl comes from him. 

“I told you not to come here, I told you not-“

“You don’t get to tell me what to do!” I yell at him and draw my hand back and slap him. Right across the face. Gasps erupting and his brothers attempting to clear out the room. 

“You don’t get to tell me what to do anymore! You left me! Remember?!” I yell at him and I got to hit him again and he catches my hand. 

I fight against him. My other hand lifting to swing and he slams both of my wrists above my head to the wall. 

“Let me go!” I hiss at him. “You’re good at that. It should be easy for you!” I yell and my hands and dropped but Matteo picks me up like a sack of potatoes. Throwing me over his shoulder as I scream and kick and rain my fists down on his back as he takes me into the back room and slams the door shut.

“Put me down you bastard!” I screech and Matteo sets me down and I seethe up at him and his hands go right to my pants. 

“Don’t touch me!” I scream and he growls as he keeps pushing my pants down as I push at him and he snatches me around my

Waist and brings me to the desk across the room. Turning me and yanking my thong down as he grabs my ponytail and pushes me down over the desk. 

“Get off of me!” I yell at him even though my adrenaline and my body are fucking thrilled at how easily I’ve upset him and made him want me. 

“No” he growls as his shoves his pants down and I feel him. Already hard and he groans as he pushes against my already wet pussy and slams right into me. I scream out. Matteo fucks me hard and fast and he’s groaning and grunting. Cursing as I wince and moan. Gasping with each thrust. It’s been weeks since having him inside me and I needed time to adjust to his size again. But he didn’t give it to me. 

“Fuck” I cry and he groans and grabs my shirt and my hands fly up as he pulls it off me then. Snaps my bra undone and reaches around me grabbing my breasts as he fucks me hard over the desk. 

“Matteo” I cry his name and he groans , bites my shoulder and pinches my nipples so hard that I let out a cry. 

“I’m so fucking angry with you right now” he growls and slaps my breast and I clench around his cock. My pussy sore from the sudden stretch of his cock as he keeps fucking me. 

“Fuck you!” I yell at him and keep my hands on the desk as he pulls out and yanks my pants off me and I steps out of them. My heels falling off in the process and he grabs me as I pant and turns me around , taking me and lifting me up onto the desk. I grab his arms as his pants drop down and he steps out of them and sinks his cock back into me. My hands going up to his neck as I look him in the eyes. 

“I hate you” I almost cry. 

His nostrils flare and he fucks me harder and crashes his mouth to mine and kisses me making me wraps my arms around his neck as he keeps his hands on the desk while railing me harder and I cry into his mouth. 

“I hate you so much” I say my voice shaking with pain and pleasure and the fucking hurt of he could try to stop this. Us. Making me hurt like that. 

“I can’t live without you” I cry , tears streaming down my cheeks as I speak against his mouth and his thrusts stop and he holds my face and kisses me. Softly. Gently but with a fierce hunger and he groans into my mouth as his hips fuck me slower. I grab his ass and pull him deeper into me. 

“I can’t live without you” I repeat. And he wraps an arm around me and says nothing as he lifts me up off the desk and I look down between us as he holds my ass and lifts me up and down on his cock. 

I’m crying still but moaning and cursing because everything hurts. My heart the most. 

“I’m yours” I cry as I watch his cock fuck me , lifting me up and down on it as he thrusts. 

“I’m yours” I say again and he groans and I look up at him. 

“I love you” I cry as I look at him and lift up and wrap my arms around him and he walks over to the small couch in this room and sits down with me on his lap. 

I ride him , hating how weak I am, how I couldn’t last or make him fucking suffer like I have before letting him fuck me. But I needed him like my next breath and kiss him like it will heal what he’s done to me. 

“This is the last time” he groans and I jerk my head back. 

“It has to be” he growls and I fucking slap him again and he growls and grabs my hands and throws them behind my back and thrusts into me. 

“I don’t want to see you again after tonight” he growls. 

A lump forms in my throat. 

“Shut up” I bite out. 

“I don’t want you anymore Arabella” he bites out and I can fucking hear the lie as he holds my fighting body against him fucking me from underneath. He groans and then throws me onto my back and pins my arms above me and he thrusts into me harder again. 

“This is just a fuck” he says and I cry and he looks away. 

“You’re such a fucking coward!” I scream at him and he keeps thrusting and I moan in between my bursts of anger. 

“You love me!” I scream at him. 

“I’m over it” he says. Such a fucking liar and my rage takes over. 

“You’re such a fucking liar! You love me! You’re a pathetic fucking coward , get over it Matteo! I’m not going anywhere!” I yell at him. 

“I was wrong, you were just some good pussy” he says. 

“You fucking asshole! You’re so fucking stupid if you think I believe that!” I scream at him and my back arches as he drives his cock harder into me. 

“It’s the truth, you’re like every other set of holes that walks in here” he says and I glare at him. His cock making me stupid as I moan at the fee of him inside me. 

“Say whatever you want”I pant. 

“You’ve already hurt me, you can’t possibly hurt me anymore than you fucking have, maybe if you say it enough you’ll believe it, but I won’t” I say and then he grabs my waist and fucks me faster and I curse. My back arching. 

His little lies sting. Even though I know they’re not true. But I can’t even think straight right now when my body is back with his again, the rightness of us together is too much , and I grab his forearms as we fuck wildly. Bucking and thrashing my hips up into his as they come into mine with each thrust. 

“I’m gonna cum” I cry out and he groans and keeps fucking me. Holding my hips hard and I come undone. Shaking and my legs quiver as the wave of my orgasm crashes through every part of me and Matteo lets loose a growl and curses. 

“Youre so fucking stupid” he groans and I know he doesn’t mean it to be cruel because I can hear it in his voice , his surrender. 

“God Bella, fuck” he grunts his teeth as I keep cumming and crying out and writhing as he drives my orgasm through me and then lays my hips down and hovers over me as I hold onto his back and look up at him as he keeps going. 

“We can’t be together!” He says angrily. 

“Youre so stupid” he groans and shakes his head and I grab his face and pull it to mine. 

“Youre the fucking stupid one if you ever thought I’d let you go” I say and kiss him hard. My tongue demanding his mouth.

“You’re such a stupid, fucking , girl” he says and I keep kissing him. 

“Deal with it” I pant. He groans and bites my lip and his mouth moves over my neck with a groan and bites it hard and I clench around his cock. 

“King” I moan. He growls against my neck. 

“If you ever try to leave me again. I’ll fucking kill you” I moan as his tongue licks the bite mark and he groans deeply. His his jerking as he cums inside of me making me grab his ass. Pulling him deeper and taking everything from him as he empties into me. 

“You’re mine” I pant. 

“Bella” he groans and I grab his face again and kiss him as he breathes hard and I feel him keep moving.  Fucking me slowly still as he kisses me. 

“Youre a fucking stupid , stupid man” I say and he groans and kisses me harder.  

“I love you” he sighs in defeat and I can’t help the smile on my face as I kiss him and then grab his back. 

“Then stop being a fucking pussy” I bite out and bite his lip hard make him grunt and start to fuck me harder again. 

“Fuck” I cry as my back arches and my breast press against his chest and he groans. Pulling me up. Sitting up again and pulling me onto his lap , his cock never leaving me and I kiss his face as I hold my hands in his hair as I ride him. 

“You owe me a lot of orgasms you fucking asshole” I say and he grabs my ass and heR the faintest laugh as he curses. 

“I’m crazy about you” I tell him as my pussy works it way up and down his cock. 

“I’m so fucking in love with you”. I moan and he groans my name. 

“Nothing is ever, ever fucking going to keep my from you, not even you , you stupid fucking asshole” I moan and he kisses me and looks at me. 

“I just want you to be safe” he says and I see him holding back tears and I hold his face in my hands. 

“And I just want to be happy, and I’m happy, with YOU” I tell him. 

“And I’m going to rip the hair from those bitches that were on your fucking lap. And I’m not done slapping the shit out of you for being so fucking stupid” I say with frustration and he smiles. 

“I love you” he says. 

“I know damnit.” I say as I grab his hair and kiss him hard as I ride him faster. Harder and we both groan. 

“Fuck” he curses. “I missed you so fuckin bad”

“And whose fault is that you fuck?” I say angrily and he groans. 

“I’m sorry” he groans and lean up and then lean back and place my hands on his knees. 

“Not yet , but you will be” I promise with a glare as I let him watch my body as I fuck him and his eyes go all over every inch of my and his hands slip up and down my sides and he groans watching my pussy fuck his cock. Sliding in and out of me. 

“Fuck, I love your pussy” he groans and I smirk. 

“Then act like it King” I say and his eyes lift. 

“Fuck me” I say and lick my lips. 

“Show me how much you fucking missed me you big idiot”