Without a word, Matteo bent down and captured my lips in a searing kiss, his tongue plunging into my mouth with a dominant force. I gasped, my senses overflowing with the taste and smell of him, my body arching up against his in response. His hands were everywhere, caressing and gripping with a ravenous passion that left me dizzy with longing.
His mouth left mine to trail down my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as his hands slid up my dress. I moaned at the contact, my head falling back against the couch cushions. Matteo continued his ministrations, his mouth moving down to my collarbone as his hands explored the contours of my body.
Matteo's hands roamed over my bare thighs, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He pushed the hem of my dress up higher, exposing even more skin for his exploration. His mouth moved back up to my neck, his tongue tracing a scorching path towards my ear.
"You're driving me crazy, you know that?" he whispered, his breath coming in short gasps as his thumb brushed the edge of my panties. "The way you smell, the way you taste... it's all I can think about." I moaned softly, my body responding to his words, to the proximity of his touch.
Matteo's hands continued their journey, trailing up my sides to my bra, his fingers grazing the soft lace with a maddeningly light touch. I arched my back, silently begging for more, begging him to touch me where I needed him most. But he seemed determined to draw out the teasing, his mouth returning to mine in another bruising kiss.
I finally pushed him backwards, flipping our positions so he was pinned underneath me. Matteo looked slightly surprised at my bold move, but his eyes darkened with lust and excitement as I straddled him, my hands moving to unbutton his pants.
Matteo's breath hitches in his throat as my hands undo his belt, his eyes fixed on mine with an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine. Despite his initial surprise, he lets me have control, his body taut and tense beneath me as my fingers work at his pants.
I take my time, enjoying the feel of the soft fabric beneath my fingers, the warmth of his skin as more of it is exposed to my touch. When I finally free him from the constraints of his clothes, he lets out a soft groan, his head falling back against the arm of the couch.
I can feel the heat pooling between my thighs as I look down at him, his body tense and needy beneath me. I lean down to kiss him, but I can barely reach him in this position, and I pull away with a chuckle. "You're a little too tall for this, babe," I tease, my hands running down his chest.
Matteo chuckles softly, his hands reaching up to grip my hips. "Is that a challenge, mia cara?" His thumb brushes along the lace of my panties, the friction sending a shiver up my spine.
But before I can respond, Matteo uses his grip on my hips to push me upwards, forcing my body to arc backwards as he lifts his head up to kiss me. I gasp at the change in position, my hands coming up to grasp his hair as our lips meet in a fierce and hungry kiss.
His hands slowly run down to my waist slowly taking off my panties.
The fabric glides over my skin, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable, yet simultaneously empowered. Matteo's hands slowly slide back up my body, reverently exploring every dip and curve as he guides me back down over him. I shiver at the touch, my breaths coming out in short gasps as his fingers leave a trail of electricity over my skin.
Matteo's eyes are locked on mine, the intensity in his gaze making me feel as if I'm the only one who matters in this moment. His fingers trail along the edge of my bra, his touch lingering slightly as if silently asking for permission. I nod, my breath hitching in my throat, aching for him to continue.
Matteo sits up, his fingers trailing along my spine as he reaches behind to unclasp my bra. The garment falls away, exposing my bare chest to him, my nipples tightening as the cool air hits them. Matteo sucks in a breath, his eyes darkening as he takes in the sight of my bared body.
YOU ARE READING
My Mafia Husband
RomanceMy families just forced me to get married to a mafia boss, I didn't know what was in store for me, how my life was going to be but I knew one thing is that everything was going to change. In the end, was this marriage a good idea?
