In the spotlight

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Sofia Christensen

I heard Matteo grunt loudly as I lowered myself down on him, swaying my waist in the process. I sighed heavily as I took every centimeter of him, feeling pleasure rushing up and down my body.

I could feel Matteo's hands tracing down on my back, stopping tightly around my waist as I started moving. I threw my head back as my pace increased, wanting more and more.

He leaned forward until our upper bodies touched, his tongue running along the side of my neck heating me up even more as some kind of urge to increase my pace.

His hands ventured everywhere around my body, touching, squeezing and teasing and just completely taking my ability to think straight away from me.

With my legs still shaking from previous orgasms his actions completely overwhelmed me to the point where I almost forgot how to move up and down, kneeling on his bed. For a second I stopped completely, before I grabbed both of his hands and pinned them on the wall with mine.

Matteo looked at me with a mischevious grin as his back hit the wall.

"You're gonna make me forget to move." I said as my lips brushed against his, but pulled away as soon as he was trying to lean into the kiss.

"Do I make you nervous?" He leaned closer once again, showering my neck with small kisses until I could feel him leaving a hickey wherever he went.

"Fucking hell" I moaned as I let go of his hands and I felt my legs going weak. "I can't focus like this." I panted, feeling sore and raw wherever he decided to suck on my skin.

"I'm always here to help. The best part of living together." Matteo rasped as he took over, driving his hands down to my ass, lifting me up effortlessly as he stood up on his knees and quickly flipped me over until I found myself laying on my stomach near the edge of the bed with him standing behind me.

He put his hands around my waist as I quickly got up and placed my knees under me so at least I wasn't just laying there flat in the heat of the moment.

I moaned out as I felt him slide back into me with ease, his hand trailing down on my back all the way until my head as he grabbed a fistful of my hair, driving my head back slightly.

"You can focus on moving now huh?" He leaned close to my face as he started moving back and forth, grinning at me evilly. He was clearly enjoying the sudden change in the submissive role.

"Oh shut up." I rolled my eyes as I panted that, a loud moan escaping my mouth as he thrusted harder upon my attitude.

"How could I ever shut up when this is the view I get?" His other hand slid from my breasts to the front of my neck, before he urged me to straighten up as much as I could.

I leaned back up with an arched back until it almost hit his chest. He carefully turned my head to the side while fastening his pace, his movements laced with impatience as he was clearly moments away from chasing his own orgasm.

It became clear really soon why I had to do all that, as both of our naked bodies slamming against each other looked back at me from the huge wardrobe mirror right next to us from the other side of the room.

He caught my eye contact through the mirror fairly quickly, one of his hand still resting on my neck but the other one ventured down from my stomach, adjusting my legs a little so both of us had a better view of his dick sliding back and forth in me. If I haven't finished twice already, I would've definitely came right then and there.

It wasn't only me though. My voice was caught up in my throat as he was fucking me harder than ever, grunting and moaning while rapidly approaching the end.