BOOK 1
MATURE CONTENT 18+
Read at your own risk
I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched...
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Mateo had been working all week as usual. I was left at the house with Bianca, nonna, Iris and Beatrice. Bianca was always good company and lately nonna had been making small conversation with me. Iris on the other hand was a bit more quiet and reserved.
I couldn't tell if my feelings were hurt or if I should be relieved that she never so much as bothered to look in my direction. Maybe she thought illy of me. Maybe she didn't think I would be around long. But of course my mind couldn't just leave it at that, it had to be irrational and think that she and Mateo were still intimate behind my back.
Yes, I know. Irrational.... Right?
A few days ago Mateo took Bea to target and to see some movie called Sing that she hadn't stopped talking about since they returned. It was extremely cute and honestly made me feel more at ease knowing he wasn't completely absent to her.
I learned that Bea was learning ballet and took piano lessons at this very young age. Nonna had also mentioned that Iris rides horses.
"... and here and there I like to bet on horses." Rang through my head when she mentioned it and made me feel a little down.
I tidied up me and Mateo's room and replaced the sheets and pillowcases. He was pretty clean but I couldn't help but feel guilty that I often made his usually spotless room a little messy.
I had been excessively cleaning and even learning a few new Italian dishes from Bianca in my free time, which lately has been all the time. But today Bianca was with her fiancé who was apparently now out of hiding. Luckily for her they wouldn't stay together until they officially married.
Mateo suddenly entered through the door looking a bit exhausted and had a stone look on his face. I had noticed splatters of blood on the cuff of his shirt but decided against pestering him about it, I'd rather not get involved.
He didn't say much and barely acknowledged me, he'd been acting off since the incident in the bathroom. He went into the bathroom and didn't bother to shut the door behind him but I heard the shower running moments later.
Me: He's still seems tense and hasn't said much to me.
Dinah 💅🏽: Tesoro you worry too much. Maybe he's stressed at work. Suck his dick.
I shouldn't be surprised by Dinah's response but I couldn't help the heat that crept up my ears.
What if the Jonas thing was making him uninterested? Or he didn't want to make Iris mad? Or he was sleeping with Iris instead of me since she's here? Dios mio, was I bad in bed?
