Chapter 21

**Lily**

“Were you planning on getting laid tonight?”, I asked Matteo bluntly as I sipped from the champagne, he had given me.

“Never planning, always hoping.”, he smirked. I appreciated his honesty. We were both lying on the bed. He had gotten me a bath robe and he had put his boxers back on. And now we were sipping champagne and munching on popcorn. It felt like the actual sex had taken away inhibitions and expectations, and we were now more relaxed and open to each other.

“Was the sex as good as you were hoping for it to be?”, I asked cheekily. He chuckled loudly. “Yes.”, was all he said. I kept looking at him. “Well? That’s all you’ve got to say about it?”, I taunted him. He grinned, and I moved to straddle him.

“Well, yes.”, he laughed. I narrowed my eyes at him and contemplated a way of getting more out of him. I watched as he put his glass on the ground and decided that was the perfect time to launch my tickle attack. It wasn’t much, but worth a try! I reached out to tickle his sides, hoping he would be ticklish. Before I could realize what happened I was now lying on my back, and he was straddling me holding my wrists in one hand above my head. He had the most devilish grin on his face.

“So, cara mia. Was the sex as good as you were hoping it to be?”, he asked, and he started tickling me. Fuck him! I squirmed and tried to get away from his fingers and out of his grip, but this man was made of steel. He didn’t even budge an inch, and his tickling was relentless. I was getting out of breath.

“Mercy! Have mercy!”, I shouted in between laughs. Matteo stopped his tickling, but his hold on me didn’t waver. I did notice that he was aroused again. It couldn’t be missed. “Well?”, he asked, with a sly smirk on his lips.

“Fine! The sex was fine.”, I said. Who was I kidding, it was out of this world amazing! I just didn’t want to admit that now. I didn’t want to inflate his ego. “Fine?”, he asked, and he started tickling me again. “No! Stop, Matteo! Please!”, I yelled with laughter. He relented and looked at me expecting a reaction.

“Fine. It was great.”, I answered grudgingly. He laughed. “Maybe I should refresh your brain?”, he asked, and the mood in the room changed instantly. Sexual tension was back, and I became suddenly very aware of the way my body reacted to him. Matteo started to grind his groin against my core and kissed me until I was completely breathless. Then, he moved to my neck, and found that sweet spot very quickly. In between nibbling, sucking, and kissing that spot, he also moved his free hand to my breasts.

“The sex was so much better than I hoped.”, he whispered with a deep, husky voice laced with desire. “You are so responsive, so wet for me, and so tight.”, he said, and tugged my nipple. I moaned of both pain and pleasure. “See? So responsive.”, he breathed in my ear. I never knew I would like to talk during sex, let alone explicit, dirty talk. God, it aroused me! I tried to free my hands from his grip, I wanted to feel him.

“Uh uh, cara mia.”, he scolded. I guess that’s a no? I felt his hand move from my nipples to my slit. His fingers started to play with my clit and went up and down my slit. He was driving me crazy. “See? So wet, and so incredibly tight.”, he whispered in my ear as he drove a finger inside of me. My back arched off the bed with a loud moan.

“We just started, Bellisima. You are going to come so often tonight that you will beg me to stop because you can’t possibly come one more time. I will finger you, I will lick you, I will eat you, and I will fuck you. I will fuck you all night long, until you are so incredibly sore that you will be reminded of who got you so completely satisfied. I have you now where I want you, and you are not getting away.”, he whispered in my ear, while pumping his finger in and out of me and rubbing my clit with his thumb. I was so aroused, so wet, and so ready to come again. He got me to the edge so fast.

“Let it go, cara mia. Come for me.”, he whispered in my ear, and I exploded with a loud scream. Before I even came back to my senses, his dick had entered me already and he was thrusting it in me. Instead of riding out my orgasm, a new one started to build on top of the earlier one. There was nothing sweet in this pace, but it felt so amazing. His dick was so long and thick that it stretched me and the sensations that gave were fantastic.

Matteo continued to pump into me like an animal, chasing his own release. He knew very well that I would find my own before he got his. And if he kept this up tonight, I would for sure be sore before the night was over. This man was a sex god! I heard him panting in my ear, while he kept thrusting. “I’m so close, Matteo. Please, make me come!”, I moaned in his ear. He groaned and he raised my legs so that they rested on top of his shoulders. My hands were now free, but all they could reach were the sheets.

He was now hitting the perfect spot with his dick, and my release overtook me. I screamed and clutched the bed sheets. Only seconds later, Matteo groaned and thrusted uncontrollably and shallow as he orgasmed inside of me. He released my legs and we both moved to a more comfortable position to catch our breaths.

After I went to the bathroom to clean myself up, I crawled into bed next to Matteo. He handed me a new glass of champagne. He looked at me as I took a sip. “Bellisima”, he whispered to himself. He took the glass away and pulled me closer to him.

“Why do you keep saying these Italian words?”, I asked him curiously. He looked at me, as if he didn’t understand me. “Because they are true.”, he answered softly, caressing my cheek as my head rested on his chest.

“But why Italian?”, I asked him again. “Because I am Italian.”, he answered. “You are? But you have no accent in English.”, I stated. I felt him smile. “Thanks, I guess. My parents sent me away to boarding school when I was younger.”, he revealed.

I don’t know when I had drifted off, but somewhere I had fallen asleep. I woke up hearing voices speaking softly. When I rolled over, I found the spot in bed next to me empty, so I guessed it must be Matteo I heard. I stretched a little, and I felt my muscles that already had been used more than in the past couple of years. I smiled thinking about the exercise of the past few hours.

“She is in.”, I heard Matteo say. “Good, Bruno is pissed she is with us.”, another voice said. Why is Matteo talking about a she when I am still in his bed? I was not that naif to think that I was the only person around to have sex with Matteo. His sex drive was too high to go without for a longer period of time. I just did expect him to have the decency to not talk about others with me present.

“Well, she is not going anywhere.”, Matteo said. No, he almost growled like a predator. The other man just laughed. “That good, huh?”, the other man chuckled. “Just know that Bruno is hunting for her.”

“He knows what he can expect when he touches something that is mine. I will kill him.”, Matteo said in the most serious voice I heard him use. I didn’t know what to think of it, I’d like to think I have my own free will to decide what I want.

I decided to get out of bed because I wanted to eavesdrop more on this conversation. And nature calls. The only problem was that I was naked. Before, I didn’t care where my clothes had landed. I cared a bit more now, but that was too late. I took the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around my body. I doubted between the toilet and the conversation, but the conversation won,

“Do you have an update on the shipment?”, Matteo changed the subject. “Yes, it was successful. It should help to expand our territories.”, the reply came. “Do you know what happened to the guy that wanted to get with our supplier?”, Matteo asked. “Yes, won’t be a problem anymore, boss.”

Well, that was a change of topic. I guess that being a CEO never stops, even if you are having a one-night stand. As much as I wanted to hear more, I really needed to go to the toilet. I turned around to go there, but I forgot that I had a sheet wrapped around me. The trailing fabric must have knocked over the side table. So much for eavesdropping.

Matteo pulled the door open to reveal me. Only a bed sheet covering my body. A bed sheet that was not completely opaque. I couldn’t read his reaction to me standing here. I could see the other man now clearly running his eyes up and down my body. He was grinning devilishly. “I see the magic pussy is calling you again.”, he smirked. Matteo punched him in the stomach at that remark. I gasped at that. I mean, it was a crude remark, but I guess it didn’t need a full punch to the stomach. The other man tried to smile, though he was holding his stomach and he flinched as he held out his hand. Matteo was looking livid.

“No worries, just a brotherly punch.”, the man smiled. I walked forward to shake his hand, but before I could Matteo pulled me to him and held me with a death grip on my waist. The man used his hand to run through his hair awkwardly.

“Cara mia, this is Luciano.”, Matteo gruffed. “Hi Lily.”, he said with a nod. I smiled with a small wave. “Wait, how do you know my name?”, I asked when I realized that I never mentioned my name. Matteo’s face revealed nothing. Luciano seemed confident as well, but I’m not crazy.

“I work with Matteo. He mentioned your name to me earlier, before you started listening to our conversation.”, he replied in a friendly manner. My cheeks flushed. I looked up at Matteo, who was grinning slightly. He pulled me closer into his body.

“Let’s get back to bed.”, he whispered in my ear. Only at the sound of his voice, his breath hitting my ear, and his body against mine, my nipples hardened. Did I mention that the bed sheet was thin? Matteo chuckled. Luciano chuckled as well, which made me embarrassed, because he had witnessed that.

“Do you need me to punch you again?”, Matteo asked outraged. Luciano turned his head to Matteo. “Remember that Renzo will come in later to take over.”, he said, and he closed the door.