“Barely,” I reply.
Entwining my fingers with his, he shoves my hands upward as he pushes us both against the wall and runs the tips of his fingers all the way down my arms, leaving goose bumps and tingles as he grabs my hips and drags them closer to him.
“You’d better hold on to the wall tight because I’m about to fuck your soul out of your body,” he whispers into my ear, before thrusting in so deep my jaw drops and the most ungodly moan leaves my lips.
He’s so huge I can barely take him, but I love how full it is when he buries himself deep like that.
“Are you mine?” he asks.
“Yes,” I moan as he adds another thrust.
He slides my hair aside and whispers into my ear, “Say it.”
Thrust.
“Say who you belong to, Tesoro.”
Thrust.
“You.”
Thrust.
He grips my thighs and squeezes hard. “Who does this perfect body belong to?”
“I belong to you, Matteo,” I whimper.
He thrusts so deep I see the stars ignite in the painting adorning the walls in front of me, and he grips my hair and tilts my head back to make me look at him. “Tu sei mia. You’re all mine.”
The same words in Italian sound so sexy coming from him, and I want nothing more than for him to fuck me into the next world. That’s how good it feels.
He drives inside until my knees are trembling and his dick begins to throb. My hips instinctively grind against his as he gets closer to the edge.
“Fuck, Stella!” he groans into my ear.
His shaft pulsates, and his cum jets out into me with a few more thrusts, but he swiftly pulls out and spins me on my heels.
“Get on your knees, Tesoro,” he commands, and I greedily oblige, sinking to the floor so I can grab his half-hard cock still dripping with cum and wrap my lips around his dick.
“That’s it. You know exactly what I want,” he groans, planting his hand against the wall behind me. “Suck me off with those beautiful lips of yours, Tesoro.”
Fuck, I love it when he talks dirty to me like that.
I roll my tongue around his shaft and lick off his cum, swiping it around his length so I can use it as lube while I jerk him off.
“Look at me,” he says, and my eyes immediately shoot up to his, his voice as overpowering as the look he’s giving me.
“Do you remember your safe word?”
I nod. “I don’t need it. Keep going.”
He smirks, and fuck me, the way he’s bobbing up and down in my mouth makes me so goddamn wet again I can feel it dripping down my legs.
“You like this, don’t you?” He cups my face. “You like it when I tell you exactly how I want to have you.”
“Yes,” I mumble between sucking him off.
“Take me deeper,” he says.
