𝘐𝘯 𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦

Chapter. 16

Ayla

I dug my fingernails into his back, the waves of pleasure becoming too much for me.

"I'm almost there." I moaned, bending my leg upwards to thrust up into him.

He continued to pound into me, letting my untamed string of moans marinate in the room.

"Noah-" I moaned out.

I lifted my head up, pressing my chin to his shoulder while squinting my eyes closed.

"Ayla, fuck, Ayla.. so fucking tight." He gripped my waist, rolling his hips onto mine.

I opened my eyes.

Until I saw him.

Matteo, standing in the creaked open door way. I made eye contact with him as he looked down at my sprawled body.

My mouth wide open with my moans as I tried to keep my eyes on him.

I couldn't hold onto the pleasure long enough before I had to close my eyes.

The moment I opened them he was gone and the doorway was empty. Had I been imaging it? Was I that obsessed with him?

And suddenly he came.

Shit.

His thrusting stopped as he collapsed on me.

"That was fucking great, baby." He caressed my cheek.

"Noah-"

"I'm so fucking lucky." He pressed a kiss to my lips. I felt bad, I couldn't tell him I hadn't cum.

"Me too." I smiled.

"You okay?" He asked, brushing my hair from my face.

"Oh god, you didn't come. I'm a shit boyfriend, let's go again, c-"

"It's okay, Noah. I'm tired." I sighed, brushing his hair back with my palm.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes, come on. I'm gonna use the bathroom okay?" I told him.

He nodded, rolling off me to let me off. I crawled off the bed and trotted into the bathroom. Peeing and washing my hands. I splashed my face with some cold water and sighed. Stepping out of the bathroom and slipping under the covers with Noah.

I waited a few minutes for him to fall asleep when I heard his low snores erupting from his lips.

I slowly slipped from under him and threw on my summer dress that had laid on the floor.

Tip toeing down the hall and stepping into the front foyer. I noticed the door slightly adjacent.

I shivered while taking a few steps towards it. Peeking my head out to see Matteo on the bench on the porch.

"Hey." I spoke, holding my hands around my arms.

"Can't sleep?" He asked, pushing his sleeves up.