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He wraps his arms around my waist, and I shriek. “Eeek! You’re freezing!”
Matteo laughs and lifts me up, cold fingers splayed on my naked butt. I get squeezed against his cold pecs and abs, forced to wrap my legs around his hips. My hardened nipples, still tender from last night, relish his cold skin like a balm. I wrap my arms around him, useless in resisting him. I love that he’s so easy. So playful like this and so different from the man that’s hardcore Mafia. I bury my face into his neck. “You take cold showers. Crazy, crazy man.”
“Only when you’re not with me, kitten.”
“Thank God.”
He makes me stand on the bed and my feet sink into the mattress. Like this I’m a head taller than him and my breasts are basically in his face. He cups one and sucks a nipple and I drop my head back with a moan as I dig my head into his hair.
“Fuck it, kitten. You smell of sex… of us.”
“Can I warm you up?” I ask.
“So tempting…” he murmurs as he trails his lips over my chest to that little spot below my ear. “But I need to meet with Dominic.”
“Surely you can be five minutes late.”
He cocks a brow at me. “You’re suggesting I fuck you in five minutes?”
I shrug. Matteo is one hell of a confidence boost for me, in everything. “I’d like to send my husband off to work in a good mood.”
“I was already in a good mood,” he smirks, “but I like your thinking.”
He doesn’t need to be invited twice. Next thing I’m on my hands and knees and his cock drives into me. He rocks hard into me where I’m already sore and sated. And yet… when he leans over my back and slips his fingers between my legs to stroke my clit, I’m there with him.
“You’re too fucking hot for your own good, kitten. Totally irresistible,” he says as he fists my hair to pull my head to the side, opening my neck for his lips. Those words are like an adrenaline-level boost to my wet and needy sex. Hearing him want me like this is the strongest aphrodisiac. When he sucks and licks open-mouth kisses down my neck, I explode in orgasm, triggering him to come with me.
How easy it is to learn the signs of his body; how easy it is for mine to succumb to his. He groans as he rips into me, stroking my hair tenderly. For a moment we hold still, probably a bit shocked at the intensity of our mutual need. Then he slips from my body, and I drop forward, trying to avoid the dripping cum that tags along with his cock. Nothing matters anymore after last night. If bedsheets could be read like tea leaves… well, these would correctly predict a sex-laden future.
Matteo gives me a soft slap on the butt, and I roll onto my back to watch him. He dries his hair and wipes a bit here and there, then drops the towel to the bed for me to use. I’m still catching my breath.
“I’ll be out most of the day, but Rosalia will be here.”
“Is there any news of Burley?” I ask.
“I haven’t checked. She’ll know.”
It’s already ten in the morning. I did sleep in. To be honest, I’d much rather be in a state of sex-induced fog than think of anything, but I suppose Matteo has work to do. I had an internship for which I never arrived. If only I had access?—
“I’ll bring your things later.”
“And my clothes, from home?” I have some favorites that will make moving into this apartment feel a bit more like home.
“Sure, you can fetch it later this week.”
“Can I see my friends?” I’d love to see Vee for one, but everything seems to be on hold until Matteo gives me the green light.
He doesn’t answer for a long time, and my spirits sink. This is one silence where it isn’t a yes.
“There’s a lot to sort out on my side, Tash.” He has his boxers and pants on, and now slips into a white button-down. “Let me deal with a few things first before I give you the all-clear, okay?”
“Okay.”
When he’s dressed and leans over to kiss me, I kiss him back. No regrets. There’s time enough to figure everything out and I suspect the only way I’m going to stomach it all is in bite-sized pieces.
“I’ll see you later, kitten.”
I love you, I want to say, but bite my tongue. Instead, I only watch as he leaves and listen to the sounds that come from the apartment. Voices. Matteo’s and Rosalia’s. When it’s quiet I get up and reach for a T-shirt and my panties from yesterday. Rosalia will know if there are still some of the clothes Matteo bought on a whim in the apartment.
