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Matteo's fingers found the small metal zipper pull at the nape of Aurora's neck, sliding it down slowly - one soft click at a time - as the fabric of her dress pooled gently at her shoulders. His breath was warm against her ear as he nibbled lightly at her lobe, and she leaned back into him, a quiet whimper catching in her throat. "What is it, doll?" he whispered, his voice low and rough with affection, his free hand resting on her lower back to steady her. When she shivered against him, he pressed a soft kiss to the curve of her jaw. "That's it, baby - let it all out. You're safe with me."
Aurora turned to face him, her eyes dark with want, before walking backward toward the bed and lowering herself onto the cool sheets. She lay back, her hair fanning out across the pillow, as Matteo climbed over her slowly, his weight balanced carefully so he didn't press down too hard. His gaze swept over her face, searching for any hesitation - and when she gave him a small, trusting nod, he leaned down to kiss her.
"My pretty girl," he murmured against her skin, his lips tracing a path from her collarbone up to her neck, lingering over the spot just below her ear that he knew made her melt. Aurora's hands found their way to his hair, fingers tangling in the dark strands as she arched into him, a soft, breathy moan escaping her lips.
"Can you be quiet for me, love?" he asked gently, his hands sliding from her waist to her hips, his touch light but firm. She nodded quickly, biting her lip to hold back another sound, and he brushed his thumb over her lower lip to soothe it. "Good girl. Let me take care of you."
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