Matteo (Dark Erotic Mob Romance) (Rossi Family Book 1)

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out and tugged me into his lap, so I sat across his legs.
    When he nuzzled his face into my neck, I moaned softly at the gentle scrape of his facial hair against my skin. I felt heat gather between my thighs as he dropped soft kisses from ear to collarbone and back up.
    His fingers tickled up my outer thigh and back until one hand gripped my nape and the other my hip. He tugged me until I was sitting with my back to his chest, his thighs between mine.
    I moaned, feeling his hard length press against me while his finger slipped between my legs.
    He teased my lower lips, sensually dragging along them from the top to my opening, then back up. A finger pressed between them to circle my clit slowly.
    I whimpered and pressed back against him while arching my hips toward his hand. The feel of his fully-clothed body against my bare flesh turned me on in ways I’d never experienced before with him. It made me feel like he was fully concentrated on my pleasure instead of only his.
    He buried his nose into my hair and breathed deeply while still teasing me slowly. It was completely different than the hard and fast couplings I was used to.
    Something in me told me that he needed me to be there for him in a different way than normally. I reached behind my head to slide my hands around his neck while tilting my head to give him better access to my neck.
    He groaned softly against me. While dipping his fingers into me, he licked up the column of my neck. His free hand scraped up my thigh and stomach until he found my breast. Fondling it, he suckled on my skin tenderly before plucking at my nipple. When he released it, he plunged into me again and a soft cry slipped out in reaction.
    “Yeah, you like when I fill that pussy,” he whispered in a rough voice against my shoulder.
    I was too focused on the feel of him in my body and the pleasure that erupted because of it to respond. As his fingers thrust in and out of me, I couldn’t help but roll my hips to their rhythm.
    “Yeah, take what you want from me. Show me how you like it, bella ,” he moaned as his hips ground against me showing me just how turned on he was as well. He pinched my nipple again as he pushed another finger into me, stretching me. His mouth was still on my neck, leaving wet kisses in a path up and down it, biting softly.
    “Oh, Matteo,” I breathed as my orgasm drew close.
    “Yes, bella , come on my fingers. Let me see how good I make you feel,” he said, moving his fingers faster within me.
    I couldn’t hold back anymore when he sucked my sensitive skin into his mouth again at the same time as he twisted a nipple between his fingers. White lights shot through my vision as I squeezed my eyes shut and shivered uncontrollably in his arms. Slowly I returned to my body and realized he hadn’t moved at all in order to relieve himself. I couldn’t accept that.
    Standing, I turned so I could sit in his lap and face him.
    “Sir, may I undress you?” I asked, staring at his chest.
    “If you wish,” he answered in an odd tone.
    I chose not to question it and quickly undid the buttons on his dress shirt, revealing his muscular chest. Once I reached the top of his pants, I stood and waited until he followed suit. I pushed his jacket from his shoulders before undoing the heavy cufflinks at each wrist. Setting them on the table, I returned to tug his shirt from his pants and finish unbuttoning it before pushing it to the floor as well. I paused in hesitation.
    “May I touch you, sir?” I questioned, biting down on my lower lip anxiously. I wanted it more than anything else I could think of at that moment.
    “Yes,” he said, nothing more.
    I grinned inwardly at the freedom to touch him for once, but I wouldn’t risk showing my excitement to him lest he decide to change his mind. Starting at his neck, I slid both hands over his wide shoulder to the beautiful, firm muscles of his pecs. My fingers brushed against both his flat, round nipples as I descended lower to let

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