Safety Agreement

Chapter 54

"Pick a colour." Rocco says throwing down a bunch of samples on the coffee table. He sits beside me and pulls me onto his lap.

"So that's where you've been all afternoon." I say as I kiss his cheek.

"Yes." He admits.

"Did you have a nice brunch with Amara?" He asks and I nod.

This morning Rocco dropped me off to have brunch with Amara which was so fun I've never had brunch before. I felt so grown up.

"It was fun, we should go for brunch." I tell him.

After brunch Amara and I went shopping in Times Square. I didn't get anything because I didn't need anything and I didn't feel like it.

"Sure." He kisses me.

"I'm kinda hungry." He says as he lies me down on the sofa and hovers over me.

"Oh, there's soup in the fridge." I smile and he shakes his head.

"Not soup." He tells me and I raise an eyebrow.

"What do you want them?" I ask.

"You." He says says reaching his hands under my sweater.

His fingers are ice cold, I literally shiver when he touches me.

"You're freezing." I tell him and he just nods.

"It's freezing outside and in the new house. That heating needs to be fixed before we move in." He tells me and I just nod. I have no clue what to do or say here.

He leans down and places his lips to mine. He moves his hands under my skirt and groans whilst pulling at my tights.

I can already feel him against my thigh.

I pull back from the kiss and raise an eyebrow at him.

"You're hard." I tell him and he just lets out a breathy laugh.

"I know." He takes his hands from under my skirt and lifts my sweater up to kiss my stomach.

"What's going on with you? I thought you were hungry?" I ask confused.

"Yeah, for you." He sits up and helps me up.

"Oh. You wanna do that thing again?" I ask him.

I'm so confused he doesn't even get anything from it.

"Eating you out? Yes." He says and my whole body burns.

"Okay." I say and he raises an eyebrow.

"You okay with that?" He asks and I nod.

"Of course I'm okay with it. It was so fun last time." I say and he smiles before leaning down to kiss me. Butterflies.

"I love you so much." He says before pulling down my tights. He then pulls down my underwear and my skirt. He doesn't even stop to appreciate my underwear. Rude.

He kisses the inside of my thigh before moving onto the other.

"Baby." He whispers as he puts on leg over his shoulder and pushes the other one as far to the side as possible.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Stay still." He says before his tongue dives out. My hips immediately buck off of the sofa. Rocco takes his hand from my thigh and holds my stomach down to the bed. Pinning me to the bed.

He moves to my clit to suck on it and he plunges his fingers into me.

God this feels so good.

My hips move on their own accord, rocking into Rocco's fingers.

"Mhm." I hum and close my eyes.

"Good?" Rocco asks.

"So good." I say in a quick breathy response. He lets out a laugh that vibrates against my clit.

He curls his fingers and I groan.

"Rocco... I can't." I try to grip anything around me, but there's nothing. My hands find their way into Rocco's hair and I just grip his hair but try and be careful not to pull it that tight.

"You're okay baby." He says and I let out a needy whimper.

"Rocco... I think I'm going to..." My legs start to shake as my core tightens.

"What the fuck is... WHAT?" Matteo yells just as I let go.

Rocco and I break away from each other like we've just been told off.

"Did I just see... Are you okay?" Matteo asks me as Rocco covers me with a blanket.

"Don't you touch her!" Matteo pulls me up and pushes me behind him.

What?

"That was completely consented, stop being dramatic." Rocco stands and wipes at his mouth.

"You let him do that to you?" Matteo spins to me.

Why didn't we hear him come in? When did he even get here?

"Well... yeah." I feel like I've done something bad here.

"Don't start going on at her as if you don't go around receiving head when you aren't here." Rocco says as he picks my clothes up off of the floor.

"I just have no words." Matteo sits down on the sofa in complete shock. "No words. None."

"It's okay Mattie." I tell him and he raises an eyebrow at me.

"Rocco changed my experience, he takes care of me. He's not like those bad men." I tell him.

"That's good then." Matteo nods to me.

Rocco walked over to me and wraps his arms around me.

"Are you okay? How do you feel?" He asks kissing my forehead.

"I feel weird." I tell him and he sends a nasty glare in Matteo's direction.

"You're going to be okay baby." He kisses my cheek and then sits on the sofa between Matteo and I.

I'm highly aware of the fact that I have no clothes on under this blanket. I'm literally naked on my bottom half. I should probably change but I don't know what Rocco did with my clothes.

"I'm going to go and change." I tell Rocco and he just nods.

I head upstairs in the blanket to my room. I quickly pull on some underwear and pyjama bottoms before going back downstairs.

I throw myself onto Rocco's lap, he lets out a groan as I do so.

I go to get off of him but he holds my hips down.

"Did I hurt you?" I ask and he shakes his head no before rearranging me into a more comfortable position.

I pick the colour samples off of the table and start going through them.

"What are they for?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow.

"Bedroom." He says holding me tightly.

All the colours blur together, they all look the same. They're white/cream colours.

I pull one from random knowing Rocco won't rest till I choose one.

"You sure?" He asks and I nod.

"Positive." I kiss his cheek.

"Can I change this?" Matteo asks and I just nod. Poor boy is traumatised enough as it is.

"Thanks." He smiles and turns his attention back to the tv.

I nuzzle into Rocco's side and stay there, taking him in.