"The jet is here." Gino said to me and I was looking confused. "Your bag is already packed."I was fuming, what is wrong with Matteo and uprooting me, this was him proving I didn't have a choice in my life.True to Gino's words, the jet was ready,I didn't even bother changing out of my bikini, I waved at Will and angrily walked towards the jet.Goodbye yacht.I was beyond angry and I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't stay with someone who feels the need to control my everymove, I had to find a way out of this. I was mumbling very loudly. I was sure the pilot could hear me under the very thick headphones.Reason one, I hated helicopters, too small, too risky. Second reason being that I didn't like way my conversation with Will was cut short.Everything about the jet ride annoyed me, the stupid head phones and the fact that I was freezing already, but I saw a familiar landscape and we landed on the mansion helipad.Viktor and Leo were waiting for me, Leo ran towards me, leaning in f
"You look amazing, I'm sure Matteo will be pleased." I frowned hard, I didn't dress up for Matteo, he can go to hell for all I care, after all he was called the dark lord.My heels made a clicking sound as I walked down the stairs adding to the allure of my outfit.I wore a frown on my face, but I wasn't going to allow Matteo's negligence bring me down. So I forced a smile.My mind ran through a whole lot of insane thoughts, what if Matteo had found another red haired stripper he is infatuated with?What if?But I shook the thought off my head. If so, why am I still in his Villa?I tried to convince myself with the lie that whatever Matteo does with his free time wasn't my problem, but I know I was lying to myself.Viktor led me out only to be greeted by a freaking limousine. My mouth fell to the floor when I approached the sleek, black limousine, my heart quickened with excitement. I've never been in this type of limo before, I was excited, but still the perfect facade of nonchalanc
Just as always, Matteo had left me breathless and wanting for more. He had left the car without sparing a glance.I used the rare view mirror to fix my hair and makeup, then opened the door with a killer frown on my face.“Come.” Matteo offered me a hand, and a moment later I was standing next to him on solid ground.I smoothed down my dress and lifted my eyes, meeting his gaze. He held me tightly by the hand, looking as dazed as I was.“Laura . . . ” he said, then trailed off, frowning. “Remember that you look so ravishing tonight. I don’t know if I want anyone else but me to see you like this.”There he was, acting sweet as if he hadn't given me a lady boner. I smiled at those words in mock modesty.“Don Matteo!” It was Viktor. “We have to go. They’ve seen us already. Please, your masks.”Who saw us? Why did we have to go all of a sudden? I took the beautiful red colored lace mask offered to me.Matteo turned to me, tied it over my face, and purred, brushing his nose against its rim
They froze, looking each other in the eyes, and the air between them suddenly grew so cold it was hard to breathe. Not releasing my hand, Matto turned to his companions and said something in Italian, causing general laughter.“You know who he is?” I asked Will, looking confused, surely he wouldn't dare ask me for a dance if he knows what Matteo does.“Sure. I’ve been living in Italy for a dozen years now.” The blonde man winked at me.“And you danced with me despite that?”“What’s he going to do? Kill me? I don’t think so. Not here, anyway.” He chuckled. "So, I hope this wasn’t our last dance.”He kissed my hand and disappeared among the tables. Matteo followed him with his eyes before turning back to me.“You’re a great dancer. That explains your hip movements.” I couldn't tell if he was angry or impressed"I was a stripper." I said in a matter of fact way."Even though you were amazing. You didn't save your first dance for me Mia Cara?" “I was bored, and Viktor isn’t much of a tal
Matteo pulled out his key card, opened the door, and slammed it shut behind us. Without switching the lights on, he threw himself at me. His kisses were quick and hungry as his tongue slid into my mouth, I didn't even fight him. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to get the full experience."You look so hot when you're jealous." He said in-between kisses but I couldn't react, being too deep in the kiss. It was funny how we came in a Limousine and left in a Lamborghini. Show off.After what happened with Gianna, I was in no words, I didn't know what to think about it, I didn’t have what to say. After a while, Matteo realized something was wrong. He stopped, controlling himself, and flicked the lights on. I straightened up, crossing my arms. Matteo sighed and ran a hand through his hair.“Jesus Christ, Laura,” he said, collapsing to a great armchair behind him. “She’s . . . . the past.”I kept silent for a moment, and he observed my reaction closely.“I’m aware you had women before me.
My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t expect those words and I froze, watching him through half-closed eyelids. I was embarrassed. Make love? I guessed in that way Matteo and I were very much alike, I had only fucked boys, I had never made love.“That might be a problem,” I said quietly, even surprised that he heard me. He hung above me, propped on his elbows, with his body pressing against mine, covering it all, and his eyes searching for answers in mine."How." He asked, raising his eyebrows in amusement probably thinking this was one of my tricks.“You see,” I continued, ashamed. “I’ve never made love to anyone. I only fucked,” I finished and turned my head away, embarrassed. I was sure my cheeks turned the color of my hair because Matteo gently placed his hands on my hair making me feel safe.“Mia Cara,” he said gently, turning my face back toward himself. “You’re so vulnerable. I haven’t seen you like this before. Don’t be afraid. This will be your first time, but it will be a first
“I think you’re ready.” Those words made a shiver run down my spine. The anticipation, the uncertainty, the fear, and the desire all whirled inside my head. This was something I wanted more than anything on earth right now, and it was fucking happening.Matteo slowly entered me, and I could feel each and every inch of his thick member. But deep down, I wanted nothing more than for him to flip me over and fuck me long and hard. My brain was hazy with pleasure, as I closed my eyes in pure ecstasy.His arms wrapped themselves around me, almost painfully, a sweet kind of pain.As he slid inside me fully, he froze as if he was accessing his surroundings with his dick, the wait was killing me softly and then in one fast painful motion he pulled out and rushed in, hard. I moaned as my arousal and pleasure mixed with pain, just what I wanted. His hips moved fast, and his breath heightened with them. The friction I felt was rippling in waves across my entire body. Suddenly, he slowed down, and
I knew he wouldn’t be happy about having to taste himself, his ego wouldn't allow him to and that was the only reason I decided to do this in the first place. There was something erotic about him testing himself in me as he sucked and licked my clit. When he didn’t react, I lowered my moist wet pussy to his mouth, making him feel the taste that so disgusted him. He had no choice but to suck on it.A couple of seconds passed, and I felt his tongue caressing me inside. He lifted his chin and moved toward my clit. I moaned and propped my forehead against the wall behind the bed. He was too good at this, the way he moved his tongue, so deep like a starved man. It only took him a while to take me to the brink of another orgasm. I lifted myself on my knees and glanced down—he was licking me off his lips, purring quietly as he enjoyed the taste of my essence mixed with his. That part of the punishment was clearly to his liking. I slid down over his torso and abdomen, finally feeling him