PEACHY

4 (ANDY)

Come down on me
I am your precious possession
I'm so delicate
I need your protection

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*unedited*

"Alessio you don't have to carry me to my room," I murmur as he walks up the stairs with me in his arms.

Alessio rolls his eyes. "This is my way of spending time with you before I have to leave," Alessio replies.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"It's a business trip," Alessio says.

I nod. We get to my room and I open the door. Alessio walks in and sets me on the bed. "Also, mom is getting your EpiPens. She's getting a lot of them so you won't die," Alessio adds.

I nod. Alessio leaves my room as my phone buzzes. I pull it out of my back pocket and see a message from an unknown number. I unlock my phone and go to my messages.

FROM UNKNOWN: Hey, Andy, meet me out on your balcony @12 tonight. We need to talk. -Matteo.

TO MATTEO: Why?

FROM MATTEO: Because we need to talk.

TO MATTEO: But why?

FROM MATTEO: Woman, just come!

I snicker and put my phone away. My door opens and I snap my head toward the door to see my mom with a bag of EpiPens and a big smile on her face.

"I brought goodies," my mom blurts out.

I chuckle. "Why so many?" I ask.

"No more accidents can happen," my mom replies.

I snort. My mom walks in my closet and then comes back out without the bag. "Okay so Leo and I will be going out for tonight so don't wait up," she says as she wiggles her brows. "We probably won't be back until tomorrow sometime so if you need anything call Sara. Her number is on the fridge. You will be home alone tonight so no parties and behave yourself."

I nod. "I'll go watch a movie or something," I reply.

"Good! love you!" My mom yells as she leaves my room.

I roll over on to my side and close my eyes. I take a deep breath and let darkness consume me.

DREAM STARTS

"Matteo, why did you want me to meet you out here?" I ask.

"Does it matter? You come when I call," Matteo replies.

"You don't own me," I reply.

"Oh, I own you, Andy, and you will always be mine!" Matteo yells as he wraps his hands around my throat and squeezes.

I claw at his hands but they grow tighter and tighter. I struggle for air as my eyes roll into the back of my head. "Please, stop," I barely get out.

"You are fucking mine! You will always be mine!" He roars.

DREAMS OVER

I jolt up in the bed and look around. The moonlight pours into my room as I scoot to the headboard. I run my hand through hair and climb off my bed. I grab my phone and check the time. 11:59 P.M.

Fuck. I run out of my room and make my way to the balcony. I open up the doors and see Matteo looking out at the garden. I walk in and close the doors. Matteo turns around and looks at me.

He looks so comfortable in his sweatpants and tight black dri-fit Nike shirt. Tattoos snake around his arms. His outfit is simple as is mine. I'm only in a shirt and shorts, no bra or undies. My boobs in this shirt are very noticeable and so is his curious eyes.

"Eyes up here," I blurt out.

He looks at my face and clears his throat. "You look nice," Matteo states.

I nod and walk to the railing. I put my hands on the smooth concrete and look out at the garden. "What'd you want to talk about?" I ask.

"Let's fuck," Matteo says.

I look over at him as he puts on his intimidating, serious face. "Why? Don't you have other girls to fuck and dump? You could have any pick in the world and you choose me. I honestly don't see the point in you and me doing anything," I respond.

Matteo shrugs. "We can just fuck whenever necessary. No strings attached for now or you can decline my offer and miss out on all this hotness," Matteo replies.

"Why do you want to fuck me? I'm nothing special," I murmur.

"I've never fucked a biracial girl before," he replies.

I smirk then shake my head. I turn away from him and start walking towards the door when Matteo grabs me and pins me against the wall. His hand trails up my thigh leaving goosebumps. I look into his grey eyes as he looks into mine.

His hand reaches my shorts and tugs on them. I grab his hand as he leans into the crook of my neck. "Let me fuck you far and wide," he says making his Italian accent slip. "Let me show you what I am offering you if you say yes. Let me show you what you are missing if you say no to me."

My breath hitches as he kisses my neck. "You're very turned on right now, Andy, let me fix that for you," he whispers. "I can feel your nipples through your shirt."

My cheeks heat up as he pulls away from me. No emotions show on his face as he scans my face. I part my lips as I get ready to talk when his lips captured mine. Our lips move in sync as fireworks erupt in my mind. His hands go down to the back of my thighs. He slightly pulls away from my lips and puts his forehead on mine.

"Jump," he commands.

I jump and wrap my legs around his waist. He kisses me again and walks to the doors. He opens them and then leaves the balcony. After closing the door, he walks us to my room and turns on the lights. He walks us to the bed and tosses me down.

Matteo looks at me hungrily and he peels off his shirt revealing his chest and stomach covered in tattoos. I bite my lip as I prop myself up on my elbows as I watch him shed his pants revealing no underwear and more tattoos.

I can feel my wetness soak my shorts. I look down at his engorged member and my eyes widen. That thing is like halfway down his thigh. That's never going to fit in my very tight pussy.

Matteo starts stroking his dick as he stares at me. "You want this, Tesoro?" He asks.

I slowly nod. Matteo gets close to me and lets go of his dick. Matteo rips my clothes off of me and moves me to the middle of the bed. Matteo climbs in the middle of my legs and kisses my forehead, nose, then lips. I feel his hard dick touch my aching clit making me slightly jerk.

"Are you sure you want this?"