Chapter 26 #2
The chair screeched against the tile as Matteo pushed back, hauling me with him as he stood. “I’m at least going to do this properly, not fuck you on a table.”
I would’ve let him have me on top of the dishes for all I cared, as long as it happened now.
But Matteo had other plans. His grip tightened, and he started moving.
I thought he was taking me straight to his bedroom, but instead, my back thudded against the hallway wall.
Matteo’s mouth crashed down over mine in a kiss full of teeth, heat, and pent-up restraint finally snapping free.
“Properly,” I panted, tugging his hair and nipping at his jaw. “This feels anything but.”
“You make me fucking crazy,” he growled. “I can’t even make it to the bedroom without stopping.”
We made out like two reckless teenagers hiding in a hallway at school. Matteo groaned, tugging my bottom lip between his teeth before releasing it with a sharp breath. It took two more stops before we finally made it to his room.
There he sat down on the edge of the bed, guiding me to stand in front of him. His eyes burned with lust and something deeper. I tried to focus on the lust. “Take off your dress.”
The growl of his voice was so damn sexy.
The bedroom was dark, except for a ray of moonlight that streaked in through the window, hitting his face like a spotlight.
I took a step back to give him a better view and lifted my dress over my head.
Letting it fall to the floor, I stood in a black lace bra and panties.
“Jesus, Allegra.” He shook his head. “You make it hard to breathe.”
I knew that feeling. Matteo hooked an arm around my waist and hauled me close.
My breasts lined up perfectly with his face, and he buried himself in my cleavage, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
He gathered both my wrists behind my back in one of his hands before sucking a nipple into his mouth.
I looked down, watching as he hollowed his cheeks, sucking hard, before biting down and yanking at my nipple.
“Ahhh!” I tried to reach for him, but Matteo’s grip at my wrists tightened.
He moved to my other breast, tongue teasing the stiff bud before clamping down so hard it made my back arch. “Matteo.”
I’d thought this would be my moment to take the lead, since I’d had to break his restraint for things to even start. But once we were in the bedroom, it was clear who was in control. And I was more than happy to have it be him.
“Open your legs,” he growled, the rumble of his voice vibrating through me. Instinctively, I obeyed. Matteo’s fingers slipped under my panties, finding my warmth. He stroked once, twice, and then, without warning, pushed inside.
“Ahhh!” I cried out. Again, I reached for him, forgetting my wrists were bound. “Matteo, please…I need to touch you.”
“First, you are going to come for me, bellissima. Get rid of that nervous energy so I can make love to you.”
My eyes flew open. I was just about to—object? Argue? But before I could figure it out, he crooked the finger inside me, finding a spot that the men I’d been with didn’t seem to know existed, and began pumping in and out. Every stroke hit a nerve so perfectly, it made my hips gyrate.
Likely sensing I was close, Matteo pulled all the way out and pushed back in with two fingers.
My legs shook uncontrollably. I reached for him, desperate to steady myself, only to again be met with the delicious bite of resistance where his hand held my wrists.
This time, I didn’t beg for release—I tugged again, and his tightening grip sent me careening over the edge.
“Matteo…” I gasped.
“That’s it. Come for me, Allegra. I want to watch you give yourself to me.”
The words, his grip, the intensity of it all sent me spiraling.
My body convulsed, every nerve on fire, and my release crashed over me with such force I couldn’t stop moaning his name over and over.
I was still in the thick of it when Matteo lifted me and set me down on the bed.
His eyes flicked over my skin before finding my face.
“They’re gone.”
“Who?”
“The blotches,” he said softly. “They are no more.”
“Oh. I forgot all about them.”
He smiled and reached down. “Let’s take these off.”
I lifted my head to see what he was referring to. “I didn’t realize I still had them on.”
Matteo stood at the edge of the bed and slipped my panties down. Dropping to his knees, he caught hold of my calves and pulled me until my ass was at the edge of the mattress. He nudged my legs apart, but before he could spread me wide, I resisted.
He looked up at me. “I want to see every bit of you, inside and out. I want to bury my face in you, drown in your juices, until neither one of us can breathe.” He looked down, licking his lips. “Open wider for me, bellissima, please.”
Ignoring the urge to do the opposite, both physically and mentally, I spread my legs as far as they could go. Matteo flashed an appreciative smile before lowering and pulling my legs over his shoulders.
His baby blues darkened to almost black as he stared down at me. “You are beautiful everywhere.”
“Thank—”
Matteo’s head dropped, and I forgot what word was supposed to come next.
He licked and sucked, fluttering his tongue over my clit in the most exquisite torture.
Whatever I’d tried to hold back a minute ago, I now gave to him freely.
My hips writhed, the satiated feeling from an orgasm only minutes ago long gone, and a new hunger was building.
I wasn’t one to have two orgasms so quickly.
Two in one night was a rarity. Yet I felt it barreling toward me, unstoppable.
Pleasure pulsed hot through my veins, and my body began to tremble.
“Matteo…”
He growled against me, the sound vibrating against my tender flesh, and I fisted my hands in his hair, tugging on the silky strands. Matteo’s tongue speared into me, thrusting, fucking me with his mouth until it was all I could do to cry out broken sounds.
“Oh, God…”
I was perched on the edge, like the moment at the top of the roller coaster, heart racing with anticipation of flying over the drop and into freefall.
It was all too much—the rush of sensation, my heart feeling impossibly full, emotions hitting me all at once.
My body was so overstimulated, tears stung at the corner of my eyes.
Matteo licked his way back up to my clit and sucked, replacing his tongue inside me with two fingers.
He pumped once, twice, and on the third pump, the roller coaster started barreling down.
My body pulsed on its own, my head thrashed from side to side, and I rode the wave until every last jerk of my body subsided.
Afterward, I panted, unable to feel my legs.
I heard Matteo moving around, so when I gathered enough strength, I pushed up to my elbows to see what he was doing and found him undressing.
“Oh my God.” I laughed. “There’s more. I’m not sure I have anything left.”
Matteo tossed his shirt aside and moved to his pants zipper, smiling.
“I have a lot more to give you.” His pants hit the floor, and he hooked two fingers into his boxer briefs, pulling them down and stepping out.
When he stood, I got my first look at the full package that was Matteo Lucchese, and my eyes bulged.
“Jesus, you weren’t joking. That is…a lot.”