Chapter 80 IN THE BACKSEAT

Chapter 80 IN THE BACKSEAT
Matteo didn't waste a single second. As soon as she reached for his waist, his hands slid down to the hem of her gown, gathering the soft fabric and bunching it up around her thighs. Aurora shifted, swinging her leg over his lap to straddle him.

The heat of her body pressed directly against his, and the sudden closeness made Matteo groan, his hands gripping her hips tightly to hold her steady as the car smoothly navigated the dark Sicilian roads.

The privacy partition was up, but even if it hadn't been, the driver knew better than to glance in the rearview mirror.

Aurora’s breath came in hot, shallow gasps against Matteo’s neck. Her hands were trembling slightly, her fingers fumbling with the heavy silver buckle of his leather belt. The frustration made her yank at it, desperate to strip away every layer between them.

Matteo let out a low, dark chuckle against her jaw. "Slow down, piccola," he rasped, though his own heart was hammering against his ribs.

He didn't actually want her to slow down. He lifted his hips just enough, using one hand to help her unbuckle the belt and slide the leather free from the loops. With a quick, practiced flick of his wrist, he unzipped his trousers, freeing his thick, rock-hard length. The moment his bare skin made contact with the thin lace of her panties, both of them let out a ragged breath.

"Matteo..." she whispered, her voice laced with a raw needy edge he hadn't heard in five long years.
"I've got you," he muttered, his thumb hooking into the waistband of her silk panties, pulling them to the side.

He guided her down, aligning him with her core. Aurora gasped as he slid inside her, the sensation so intense and sudden that her eyes rolled back.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her nails digging deep into his shoulders through his suit jacket. Matteo wrapped his arms around her back, lifting her slightly and then pulling her right back down, setting a slow, deep rhythm that made the heavy breath hitch in her chest.

Every movement in the small space of the car was tight, hot, and electric. Aurora began to move her hips against his, losing herself completely in the rhythm, no longer thinking about the past, the secrets, or the anger—only the overwhelming feeling of him filling her completely.

Matteo squeezed her waist, raising his hips to meet her every downstroke, his mouth finding hers again in a hard, messy kiss that consumed whatever quiet groans escaped her lips.

By the time the car finally pulled through the massive iron gates of the Moretti estate, their breathing was heavy and ragged, their skin flushed under the dim interior lights, bound together in the quiet dark of the backseat.

The night air outside was silent as the driver stepped away from the vehicle, giving them complete privacy in the driveway of the estate.

Inside the quiet dark of the car, Aurora moved off his lap, slipping down into the narrow space between the seats. She settled on her knees, looking up at him through the shadows.

Matteo’s breath hitched as she leaned forward, taking his full length into her mouth. The heat and sudden tightness made him throw his head back against the leather headrest. He reached down, his fingers intertwining with her hand, encouraging her rhythm as she worked over him, taking him deep enough to test her limits.

"Oh God, I missed you," Matteo groaned, his voice rough and low, his knuckles turning white where their hands were locked together.

After a few breathless moments, Aurora pulled back slightly, her lips slick and her chest heaving. She unzipped the front of her gown, parting the fabric to reveal her cleavage. Gathering her breasts together around his shaft, she trapped him tightly between them, using the smooth pressure to glide up and down his length.

Matteo leaned forward, his hands sliding over her skin to hold her in place. He bent his head, placing his mouth over one exposed breast, sucking and tasting her skin while the tight friction against his cock drove him to the absolute brink.

Aurora gasped, her fingers digging into his dark hair, keeping him flush against her as the overwhelming heat in the car reached its peak.