Chapter Eighty-Two
Matteo unlocked the door to their apartment and quietly entered while looking around for any signs of her. The apartment was silent aside from the beep of the security system warning him to disarm it. He quickly entered his code and proceeded to lock the apartment up tight for the night. He set his belongings down on the entryway table and made his way to the bedroom.
He’d been fantasizing about how he would find her the entire drive home. Would she still be wearing the robe? Had she put something else on? A cute little teddy? A barely there thong? Some little lace number that hid nothing? Matteo entered his bedroom and froze at what was before him.
She was laying back across his bed in a seductive pose but her eyes were closed and her breathing was slow and measured. She was also completely naked. Matteo slowly started to undress in the doorway, careful not to make too much noise. He took off his suit jacket and threw it to the armchair situated by his closet. He loosened the tie around his neck and flung it toward the jacket. Next was his belt, pants, and socks. All the while, he kept his gaze locked on the beautiful sight before him, afraid to blink for fear the image would turn out to only be a mirage. He didn’t start toward the bed until he was unbuttoning his dress shirt. He shucked it off and let it puddle to the floor before he pulled his undershirt over his head.
Matteo was very glad to have a soft mattress so that when he put his weight on his palms to get on the bed, it didn’t move her. He crawled toward her and ran his hand up her smooth leg. Gen took in a long, slow breath and shifted slightly in her sleep. A smile pulled at her lips and she moaned as his lips grazed over her flat stomach.
Matteo settled onto his own stomach and delicately maneuvered her legs so they were over his shoulders. His eyes remained on her peaceful face while he lowered his mouth to her core. He didn’t bother with build up. He ran his flattened tongue over her pussy in one long stroke. Genevieve moaned and her body stretched upward. Matteo ran his tongue over her again before latching his teeth on her clitoris. Gen’s body stiffened and her back lurched off the bed as if his bite had sent an electric shock up her spine.
Matteo didn’t allow her a reprieve though. As her eyes flew open, he focused back on his task. His hands tightened on her thighs as she started to writhe above him. Her fingers laced through his hair as his mouth licked, nipped and sucked on her most sensitive area. She tasted like the soap he’d bought for her: sweet cherry and vanilla. He groaned as her wetness flooded his mouth and overrode his other senses.
“Matteo,” she breathed above him.
She pulled at his arms, trying to get him to stop before she was completely lost. Unluckily for her, he was already a goner. He sucked hard on her little nub until her fingers had to leave his arm and grasp the bed sheets under them. Her hips started to rock against his mouth, so close to her release she’d finally accepted the torture he loved subjecting her to. He released one of her thighs so he could slowly push two fingers into her warm heat.
Genevieve gasped above him and urged her hips upward against his new assault. Her body trembled beneath him until she inhaled sharply. Her hips stilled against his mouth and her legs shook as he pulled an orgasm through her with the suction of his mouth. He continued to twirl his tongue over her until her hips slackened and fell to the bed. He released her flesh and chuckled at her blotchy face and how she covered her eyes with her hands. Her chest rose and fell sharply as he climbed over her, trailing his lips still coated in her juices up her stomach. Her nipples had pebbled and he took his time suctioning each one into his mouth until they were raw and pointed.
“Matteo…” Gen begged, completely spent and mewling beneath him.
“If you want me to stop, Weakness, you’ll have to push me away,” he whispered into the crook of her neck as he rubbed the tip of his painfully engorged dick through her soaking folds. She moaned, a high-pitch, desperate sound as he continued to toy with her tender core. “Come on, now,” he told her, sinking his teeth into the soft skin of her shoulder as he positioned himself at her entrance. He raised his mouth to her ear. “Or has my mouth already done you in?”
He slid forward and the noise that left her lips was one of complete helplessness. She hissed as he pulled back and pushed himself deeper. Her hardened nipples brushed against his chest as she gasped for breath.
“Next time you’ll know better than to tease me and fall asleep like you’re just waiting for me to fuck you… won’t you, Weakness?” Matteo growled against her ear. “Don’t worry, I won’t take long. I’ve been waiting for this all day.”
Gen moaned hard and long as he started up a harsh rhythm. Each strike of his pelvis against hers forced a short sound of desperation from her lips while her fingernails dug into the muscles of his upper arms. It was barely a minute before he was sucking air between his teeth as the pleasure of being within her traveled up his spine. He brought her legs up straight and hugged them to his chest with both arms while he plowed into her.
“Matt… pl-plea… ah!”
The sound of his hips striking her ass filled the room making him come completely undone. He growled low as he felt his release surge forward mid thrust. He rammed into her harshly twice more before stilling to enjoy the feel of her clamping around him while he pulsed his release. The warm liquid of her own ecstasy mixed with the heat of his cum. He threw his head back trying to regain his breath.
“Oh my God,” Gen whimpered beneath him.
He squeezed her legs once more before releasing them. They fell limply on either side of him while Gen stared up at the ceiling. Matteo fell forward but caught himself on his palms. He slowly slid downward and carefully adjusted his weight as he laid his head on her ribcage between her breasts. He felt her hands come down on his head while their mingled breaths synchronized and slowed.
“Don’t send… pictures unless… you can handle... the repercussions,” Matteo stuttered between halting breaths.
“You told me to send nudes,” she argued with a light laugh.
Matteo chuckled in return. He turned his head so his chin rested on her sternum. “I didn’t expect you to actually do it. Especially in the middle of an important meeting.”
Gen’s face plumed a shade redder. She looked down at him. “Don’t open my messages in an important meeting!”
Matteo chuckled and tilted his chin down so he could place a kiss on her dampened skin. “I’ll never be able to ignore you, Weakness.”
“Are you hungry?” she asked. “I left a serving of lasagna for you. I can heat it up if you’d like.”
“No, dessert was more than appetizing enough, thank you,” he answered with a wink.
Matteo sat up, nonetheless, knowing he needed a shower. Gen pulled herself back until she was sitting up against the headboard. She piled her long hair on top of her head and gave him a lazy smile as he stood away from the bed. She bit her lip as her eyes tracked down his torso. Matteo leaned against the bed on his palms and raised a brow.
“Careful, Genevieve, round two may just destroy you if you’re not careful,” he warned her.
Her eyes hooded and she rubbed her thighs together. She skimmed one hand down her stomach and smoothed her middle finger between her folds. Her eyes fluttered closed as she pulled her finger back up and placed it in her mouth. She moaned as she pulled her cleaned finger out with a pop. Her eyes opened again with a daring edge to them. The corner of her mouth lifted in challenge. She laughed softly as she took in his obvious shock. Matteo shook his head and closed his gaping mouth. He reached forward, grabbed her by the ankle and yanked her to the edge of the bed.
Gen squealed and turned over to get away.
“Oh, fuck yeah, Weakness, just like that,” he groaned, grabbing hold of her waist and raising her ass up for him to bite.
“Stop!” she shrieked between laughing fits.
“Stop?” he asked, positioning his thickening cock against her entrance again.
“Oh, God, no,” she begged, though her hips pushed back against him.
“You have two options here. One I take you hard and fast right here, right now,” he said, pushing forward just enough for the tip of him to spread her aching walls. “Or, you be a patient little girl and I take you slow and measured after my shower.”
“After!” she yelled, trying to pull away.
“Hmm, are you sure?” he asked, keeping a firm hold of her waist so she couldn’t get away. “I got my release with that last round so I think I could make you beg for even longer this time.”
“God, Matteo, please, I need a break,” she begged.
Matteo glanced down at the puncture mark on his hand from the last time he didn’t heed her warnings. He sighed and finally released her. She scooted away on her hands and knees and flipped over on her butt to keep her wary eyes on him. He fisted his cock with a firm grip and worked his hand up and down.
“Slow, measured, and painfully long it shall be then,” he promised with a wink before turning and walking toward the bathroom. He smiled at the sound of her long breath of relief behind him.