Page 63 of Matteo
Her brows arched. “I thought my cookies were your favorite dessert.”
“Second. Eating your pussy is my first.”
A slight tremor rolled through her body and she pressed herself harder against me. “Maybe… Maybe I could return the favor.”
The picture her words drew in my mind had me almost coming on the spot, raging desire coursing through my veins.
“Some other time, Ari. When I’m more in control.”
She tilted her chin, studying me. “What if I want to see you lose control?”
I shook my head. “Trust me, you don’t.”
“I do. I want to see all of you.”
It was the most simple thing anyone had ever said to me, but her words seeped straight into my soul. She’d been in my heart for so long that I was accustomed to having her as a permanent resident there, but with her every kiss, every word, and every touch, she was taking over the rest of me. She was now in my body and soul, as well as my heart.
My body and soul came to life whenever she was near me.
I stopped in front of the bed and she slid down my body, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she reached for the zipper at the back of her dress, pulling it down.
She stood like a goddess, wearing nothing but her lacy white panties and a bra. Bare and exposed, while I stood there still fully dressed.
She unfastened my tie gracefully and discarded it on the ground as she said, “I mean it, Matteo. Give me all or nothing.”
My mouth smashed against hers and she instantly parted her lips. She tasted like Nutella and cookie dough, two of my favorite things.
She was so fucking right for me.
Her hands around my neck, her kiss turned demanding. My hands roamed her soft body, traveling down until I could grip her ass with my fingers. Tightly, needing every inch of her. I wanted to lay my claim on her. Never let her go.
Letting go of her ass, I brought up one hand and pushed it into her golden strands, gripping them gently. Needing her to be under the same spell.
“Look at me,” I demanded against her mouth, her soft breaths fanning my cheek. Her eyes fluttered open, the stars in her eyes blinding me.
I took her chin between my fingers, gently but firmly.
“I’ll give you my everything, but remember you asked for it,” I growled, letting a hint of my darkness seep into my words. “And I will never let go, never share you.”
She remained silent, watching me, while my heart pounded in my chest, worried she’d change her mind.
“You made that plenty clear, but know this, Matteo…” Her lips curved into a smile and she lifted onto her tiptoes, her lips brushing against mine. “I’ll kill any woman who dares come near you too.”
I peppered kisses over her neck and down her chest. “You have yourself a deal.”
My mouth brushed over the lace of her bra and I reached around to unclip it.
“These are my tits,” I murmured against her chest, my hands trailing down her flat stomach. She gasped when I cupped her through her panties, my fingers digging into her sensitive flesh. She was soaked. “And this is my pussy.”
My attention still on her full breasts, I tugged on her panties until she moaned at the friction. Wanting to hear it again, I removed the flimsy material, then gently slapped her pussy.
She yelped, shifting away from me, but I refused to let her put distance between us. I crashed my lips into hers, our tongues colliding. When I pulled away, she was breathless, her cheeks stained red and her eyes shining like diamonds.
“Tell me,” I demanded.
“They’re yours. Now stop talking and?—”
I silenced her with another kiss, needing to consume her.
