In the spotlight

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Sofia Christensen

Matteo looked back at me with his emerald eyes, hiding multiple different emotions behind his gaze. I enjoyed messing with him so much that even I was surprised by the amount of confidence I spontaneously gained after passing that terrified phase the moment Matteo revealed how reassuring he actually was.

Led by these mysterious feelings I gently wrapped my hands around his stiff cock, hearing him release a heavy grunt of pleasure. This single sound sent a what felt like shockwave down my back right before I felt his hand gently sliding up on my neck, grabbing a fistful of my hair.

I enjoyed his touch way more than I would have expected, I could tell that he was trying to be very gently with everything he was doing around me. He pulled my head slightly towards him, meeting absolutely no resistance from my part when I recognised what he was trying to do.

Our lips met once again, continuing our passionate battle for dominance. Good thing I was already on my knees because otherwise I would have folded after hearing him grunt as I ran my hand along on his length.

The fire burned even fiercer in me, fueling the urge of needing more of him. A mix of emotions swirled in me, I wanted everything all at once. I wanted to edge him to his limits but also give him the time of his life, I wanted raw passion and release but then I also wanted slow kisses with him inside me.

Between this complicated turmoil my heavier feelings took over, and I broke up the kiss before lowering down my head. I gently led my tongue around his tip, just getting a little taste of him before I jumped on him completely.

"Oh, fuck" I could feel him throwing his head backwards, his hand still fisting strands of my hair following the bobbing movement of my head going up then going quickly down on him. Probably because I was drunk the last time I did this, but I did not remember that sucking his dick was such a great feeling.

I could feel wetness drenching my core, even rolling down on the insides of my thigh no matter that I was still wearing my underwear. Matteo fisted the bedsheets as I could feel him twitch in my mouth. I tried my best to disable my gag reflex as I went all out, letting him tickle the back of my throat , tears running down on my face.

"Holy shit" I absolutely loved hearing his reactions while also quickly running out of breath. With the hand he was holding my hair he gently forced me to stop and look up at him with a wide smile on my face.

Under a milisecond, he lifted me up once again from the ground, taking a sharp turn before I found myself laying on my back, with Matteo towering over me, standing between my legs right next to his bed.

Naturally, no time was wasted. I wrapped my legs around his waist, trying to get him closer to me but before that could happen, my underwear was flying across the room already.

He climbed on top of me quickly, engaging in another quick kiss but this time it ended before anything else could begin. The feeling of him leaving heavy kisses everywhere on my body aroused me even more, making me find my voice as well.

He followed a trail across my jaw then down to my neck, soon enough reaching my collarbone and breasts, edging me even further. I found his hand restless as well after his thumb reached my thigh, drawing small circles on the inside.

He spread my legs even further from each other, freeing up more space between them for him and his fingers to find my drenched core and my clit with it, circling around it with ease.

That was it for me. Whatever sane thoughts or self-awareness I had left in me quit my body, bending to his every needs and wants.

"Ah, fuck Matteo" His name rolled off of my tongue like honey. I couldn't even think or talk straight anymore, the only viable sentence that came to me was moaning his name with my head threw back on the sheets.