But she was already spreading her legs wider, already tugging me closer. My cock pressed against the damp heat of her panties, and I nearly lost it right there.
“You sure?” I rasped, though my body was already trembling with the need to be inside her.
She bit her lip and nodded, whispering, “Always.”
That’s all I needed. I hooked my fingers in the lace and dragged the panties aside with a bit more force than I intended, the fabric ripping. I needed her now. I could replace the lace. Hell, I’d buy her hundreds. I sank into her in one hard, desperate thrust, my need to be inside her taking over any rational thought.
“Fuck—Nic.” My forehead dropped against hers, a guttural sound tearing out of me as her tight heat clamped down around me. “You feel…so fucking perfect.”
She gasped, nails digging into my back, pulling me deeper. “God, Matteo—move?—”
And I did. My hips snapped forward, hard and relentless, the slap of skin on skin echoing in the quiet room. Her moans rose with every thrust.
“You’re mine,” I growled into her mouth, teeth catching her bottom lip before kissing her hard. “My beautiful girl.”
Her hands fisted in my hair, tugging me closer, gasping against my lips. “Yours,” she panted. “Always yours.”
That undid me. I shifted, angling her hips up so I could hit her deeper, and she cried out, her head falling back. I mouthed down her throat, sucking another mark into her flushed skin, every part of me aching with how badly I needed her to come undone again.
“Matteo—oh God?—”
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Take it. Let me feel you squeeze me.” My thumb found her clit, circling tight and fast as I fucked her harder. Her thighs locked around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer.
She was trembling, eyes fluttering shut, moans spilling out of her like music. “I’m—fuck—I’m gonna?—”
“Come for me,” I gritted out, teeth clenched, fighting to hold on as she writhed under me. “Give it to me, Nic. I want all of it.”
Her body bowed, every muscle straining as she shattered, pulsing tight around me, her cry muffled when I swallowed it in a kiss. The feel of her squeezing me sent me over the edge—my hips slammed forward one last time, and I spilled deep inside her with a groan that ripped through me.
For a long moment, it was just ragged breaths and the sound of her heartbeat pounding against my chest. I pressed my forehead to hers, still buried inside her, both of us shaking from the high.
“Promotion celebration,” I muttered with a weak grin, brushing my lips over hers. “Think we did it justice.”
She laughed, breathless, tugging at my hair until I kissed her again, softer this time.
“Matteo?” she whispered against my mouth.
“Yeah, baby?”
“You owe me new lingerie,” she sighed, gesturing to the ripped blue lace panties.
I chuckled, kissing her harder, still not ready to let go. “Worth it.”
28
NICOLA
The post-season blur was exactly that—a blur. A cocktail of events, confetti, fast cars, and gala planning. Somehow, between the last checkered flag of the season in Abu Dhabi and waking up this morning in a ridiculously posh Roman hotel suite, a whole week had vanished.
Alexander won his sixth world championship in Qatar, just one race before the end, cementing him into a Formula One legend with the most consecutive championship wins.
I still got chills thinking about it. He stood on that podium with his fists in the air, confetti raining down. Lucia cried happy tears in the VIP lounge with Gia asleep on her shoulder. Matteo hoisted Alex on his shoulders at one point like they were drunk frat boys and not elite-level athletes with millions of followers and millions more in endorsements. We all celebrated until the sun came up. Literally. My feet didn’t touch a bed until nearly 6:00 a.m., and I don’t remember taking off my heels. Or my lashes.
Worth it.
I was in Rome for my big post-season event. Everything I had worked on for the last few months the biggest event yet for the Moretti Foundation, glitz and glam, and astronomical fundraising goals. My phone buzzed where it sat beside me, and my heart did that annoying flutter thing it had picked up lately.
Matteo:
