I kissed her again. I’d never get enough of tasting her. “I love you, Gianna. I’ve fucking loved you for a long time.”
Gianna
Hearing Matteo say that he loved me set my heart aflame. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so happy. I’d thought admitting my feelings to anyone would give that person more power over me, but instead I felt freer than I had in a long time. I’d fought my emotions for so long, had held myself back for no good reason. Now that I’d said everything that needed to be said I felt relieved. Maybe all this had started as something that had been forced upon me, but today, this life, Matteo, my marriage, were my choices, and I said yes to all of them.
Matteo’s kiss was demanding. There was no restraint, no sign that not too long ago he’d been unconscious. I knew it was stupid, but I wanted to feel him, wanted to show him with more than just words that I loved him. I pulled back and let my eyes wander down Matteo’s body. He was dressed in only a tight white shirt and boxer shorts that did little to hide his erection. When I looked back up into his face, his gaze was transparent with lust. I’d never listened to other people’s advice, so why should I start now?
Matteo wouldn’t overexert himself. I would take care of him. I knelt on the bed, and gripped his waistband. Matteo smiled his shark-smile. “I thought you didn’t want to risk my health.”
“Oh shut up,” I said quietly. “Or do you want me to stop?”
“No. Don’t stop.” He made himself comfortable against the array of pillows.
I smiled as I pulled down his boxer shorts, revealing his hard length. I moved between his legs so I could watch him while I sucked his cock. I cupped his balls, gently massaging them, but I didn’t touch his shaft yet. Instead I watched it twitch and grow even harder under my ministrations.
“You tease,” Matteo growled. “I thought you wouldn’t torture me today.”
He was right. This wasn’t about me. I leaned forward and ran my tongue all the way from his balls up to the top, then swirled it around his tip before sucking him into my mouth. I took inch after inch of him in until he hit the back of my throat before I let him slide out again. Matteo watched me through half-lidded eyes. He gently pulled my hair back, which always got in the way, and stroked my cheeks as I licked and sucked his tip, knowing that it was where he was most sensitive. I traced the tip of my tongue along the ridge of his tip slowly. Matteo’s breathing quickened, his abs tightened but he didn’t take his eyes off me or stop touching my face. It felt like he was revering me while I was revering him.
I sucked a bit harder, feeling him getting closer. His fingers against my scalp tightened occasionally and he released a harsh breath every time my teeth scraped him lightly. He started pumping his hips, pushing his length deeper into my mouth and I let him. I was growing wet and the pressure between my legs had mounted to almost unbearable proportions but I was determined to ignore my own needs for today.
Matteo’s motions grew frantic. I clamped my lips tightly around his cock as he thrust into me over and over again. “I’m coming,” he rasped. I didn’t pull back. Instead I cupped his balls tightly and met his gaze. The muscles in his shoulders flexed and his body seized up with his orgasm. Eventually he stilled. I pulled back and wiped my mouth with a self-satisfied grin.
Matteo chuckled, a low sound from deep in his chest. He reached for my shoulders and pulled me on top of him, claiming my mouth in a firm kiss. His hands glided down my back to cup my butt and squeezed. My core tightened with arousal. Before I could make up my mind, if I should allow Matteo to exert himself even more, a knock sounded. I tensed, my eyes darting toward the door, which was already opening.
Luca stood in the doorway, his gaze taking everything in without an expression. It wasn’t hard to guess what we’d done. After all, I was lying on top of a bottomless Matteo who was groping my butt.
My face flamed with embarrassment.
“You really shouldn’t barge into someone’s bedroom like that,” Matteo said in amusement. He didn’t look embarrassed at all, but after everything I knew about him that didn’t surprise me anymore.
I stayed exactly the way I was, even though Matteo wouldn’t have cared if I’d moved away and bared his cock to his brother.
“You should be resting,” Luca said dryly, gray eyes piercing me with an unreadable look. Was he angry? It was hard to tell. Recently he’d always been pissed around me. Not that his presence made me much happier.
Matteo gave my butt a firm pat, his grin turning annoyingly smug. “I feel very well rested.”
Luca shook his head. “I give up,” he said. “You two do whatever you want. I don’t even want to know what’s going on or not going on.” He turned around and closed the door behind him.
I pushed away from Matteo and slid off the bed, trying my best to straighten my wrinkled clothes, but now there were also stains on them. They were an absolute mess.
“Hey, I thought we weren’t done yet. I didn’t even get to touch your pussy.”
“And you won’t. Luca was right. You should rest. You’ve had enough excitement for the day,” I said sternly. Matteo was already growing hard again and he didn’t bother to
