She smirked. “Okay.”
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I rolled onto my back and took her with me. With my body slumped back into the mattress, and this gorgeous woman sitting on mylap with her perfect tits pushed in my face – I was on cloud nine.
My hands settled on her hips, blood pumping through my body in anticipation of what she was going to do to me.
“You’re goddamn breathtaking, you know that?”
She bit her bottom lip and rolled into me instinctively, pressing her wet cunt down on my painfully hard cock. We both groaned at the intimate contact.
When I felt the head of his cock, hot and smooth, rub against my center, I grinded into him without thinking. But then, it’d felt so good, I did it again. And then, I couldn’t stop myself.
I watched the muscles in Matteo’s jaw click with tension. It should’ve scared me; seeing how much he was holding back. But it only had the opposite effect. It only made me pull him closer. Press myself harder against him.Want him even more.
My hands held onto his neck as I pressed my breasts to his muscular chest, grinding into his lap.
I rolled my hips harder into Matteo, gasping when I felt his tip slip half-way in – only an inch. But I wanted more.
It was then, he fisted my hair and pulled hard, until we were inches apart and I was looking up at him, dizzy, with my mouth open.
“As much as I want to feel your pussy open up for my cock… To feel you take me as deep as you can… To feel everygoddamnmoment of you break apart around me…” He tooka deep breath to ground himself. “I want you to take a moment and remember who I am. And where we are. What we’re about to do.”
I suddenly blinked in awareness, feeling my cheeks heat.
“Do you want to slow down, baby?”
“Yes.”
“That’s okay,princesa. You want to stop?”
I bit my bottom lip. “No…”
He raised a brow. “No?”
“Just… Notthat.”
He nodded slowly, understanding me. “Alright. You want me back on top, or are you okay here?”
“I’m okay.”
I bit my lip again before leaning in and pressing my mouth to his with a needy groan. He met me with equal desire, if not more, as I slid my manicured hands down his abs and lightly brushed over his hard length.
“Francesca.”
“Yes?”
“You’re killing me over here,” He murmured into the kiss.
“Then let me help you relax…”
“You don’t have to, baby.”
“But… It’s okay if I do?”
“You don’t ever need my permission to touch me. I just wanted tonight to be all about you.”
I smirked and bit his bottom lip. “Thisisfor me.”
Matteo gave in after that, grabbing me as he moved higher up the bed to get more comfortable. Still sitting on his lap, I watched him lean back against the cushion headboard and throw his arms around the back of it.
