The pillows were cool, and I could smell Matteo on his side of the bed, so that’s where I lay down. My eyes closed, and within seconds, I was drifting.
And honestly, the oblivion of sleep was welcome.
I don’t know how long I slept for. The room had been dark when I had crawled into bed, and it was still dark when I became aware that something warm and wet was trailing up my inner thigh.
Kisses.
Someone was kissing their way up my legs.
It felt good. But not as good as what they were doing between mylegs. Soft but insistent fingers slid up and down. And I was already wet.
Moaning, I reached for the head I knew belonged to Matteo. He was tangling fingers into my hair even as he slipped two deep inside of me, curling them against my G-spot with practiced ease.
My back arched off the bed, and his hand came down on my lower stomach to keep me in place.
I was so close already. How long had he been here before I woke up?
How long had he been playing with my body to get me this close?
I should have been mortified, but I wasn’t.
God help me, I wasn’t, because waking up like this was the hottest thing I had ever experienced. There was something thrilling about him having complete control over me, and me allowing it.
The next moan that escaped my lips was louder, and there was no way he hadn’t heard it. But for all I knew, I had been moaning and grabbing for his head all of this time.
Another finger slipped inside of me, and his movements became harder and faster. The sound of his groaning breaths was only slightly louder than the wet, greedy sound my pussy was making.
I would have been embarrassed if it hadn’t been for the murmurs of approval leaving Matteo's lips.
“That’s it,” he cooed. “You take my fingers so good, baby.”
My insides fluttered.
“Matteo…” His name left my lips in a moan before I could stop myself. My orgasm flowed over me, slowly at first. My whole body was tensing and relaxing in bursts that sent stars erupting before my open eyes.
“That’s it, princess.” He didn’t seem to hear me. The bed moved as he shifted his weight. “Cum for me just like that. I love watching you take me, Sophia. I love watching you fall apart for me.”
He continued his movements, harder and faster, until the orgasm deepened.
A never-ending pleasure rocked my body, so intense it borderedon painful. My body twitched and spasmed, and my small, needy moans turned into something wilder because that’s exactly how I felt.
Wild. A woman with no limits.
“I don’t believe them.” His thumb brushed against my clit, just as I was calming down, and my soul left my body. Then, there was nothing.
No me, and no him.
There was only pleasure.
“I don’t believe…”
What didn’t he believe? What he was saying didn’t make sense, but before I could catch my breath and ask him, he dropped onto his stomach, hooking his hands around the tops of my thighs and pulling my greedy and very needy pussy down onto his mouth.
His lips suctioned over me and his tongue swiped and licked everywhere.
My body jerked violently, and my mind scattered. What could be better than this?
I couldn’t do what my brother asked me. I couldn’t. There was no way I could take this much passion away from the world.
