Rolling my hips, I took what I needed and…
Throwing my head back, I screamed. The sound of it was full of all the emotions and needs I had been bottling up for years.
My whole body tensed and then turned to molten lava.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t…
“Sophia.” Wrapping his arms around me, Matteo surged upward to silence my screams with his lips. “I love you so damn much, Sophia.” He groaned, and I was sure he hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
He bit down on my shoulder with a groan and emptied himself inside of me, painting me with his seed.
“I hope I got you pregnant.” He jerked upward again. One last time. “That way, you can never escape me.”
My eyes snapped open. Oh shit.
Chapter Seventeen
Matteo
Completely spent, I fell onto my back, my arm thrown up over my eyes as I tried to catch my breath.
There was sex, and then there was sex with Sophia, and sex with Sophia was mind-blowing in a way that never felt possible.
Especially this time. There had been a desperation about her today, like she couldn’t get enough, and that was fine because I couldn’t get enough either.
Not of her, not ever.
“That was…” With a sigh, she curled up on her side. Peeking at her from under my arm, I saw the slack, almost blissful look on her face. Her eyes were hooded and glazed, and her lips were half-parted. They were also pink and swollen from the force of my kisses.
She had the perfect just-fucked look on her face, and she had never looked so goddamn beautiful.
“Yes, it was.” Still unable to catch my breath properly, I rolled over to meet her in the middle of the bed. Reaching for her, I pushed her hair back from her face. “Does this mean we are okay again?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “Does this mean you forgive me?”
For a second, I closed my eyes. “There’s nothing to forgive, Sophia,” I said softly and meant it with my whole chest. “I should never have put you in that situation,” I added, honestly, because truthfully, I shouldn’t have.
I’d wanted to childishly test her, and she had acted like any woman in her situation would. With anger.
“Okay.” She sighed again, and this time, I watched as her eyes closed. She lay there with them closed for several long seconds and her breathing grew heavy.
Smiling, I ran my fingers through her hair. “Are you falling asleep on me, Sophia?”
She murmured something that I couldn’t understand, and my smile grew.
“Let’s jump in the shower and clean up, Sophia.”
She didn’t move.
“Sophia,” I said again more sharply. “We need to clean up.”
Well, we needed to clean up a little bit, and I really, really wanted to see her with the water gathering on her hard nipples, so maybe I could lick it off.
The thought made my cock start to harden again,
“Too tired,” she murmured. “And I’m not sure my legs are capable of holding me up.”
Even with her eyes closed, she smiled.
