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

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my fingers enjoy the many ridges of his abdomen. I took an extra moment to slide up and down the defined muscles I knew he had to work hard to maintain before dipping to his pants.
    After slipping the button free, I slowly unzipped them before dropping to my knees in front of him. I hooked my fingers in both sides to tug them down over his hips. Pulling both his briefs and pants down, I stopped to remove his shoes and socks, then fully took off the last of his clothing.
    I glided my hands up his calves to his hairy thighs. Licking my lips, I locked my eyes on his engorged cock and wiggled between his thighs so I could get closer. Lowering my head closer, I teased the underside of his length with my tongue until I got to the flared mushroom tip. Sucking just that into my mouth, I used my hand to slide up and down the rest of him.
    The tangy taste of him burst over my tongue from the little drops that escaped the slit on the end of his cock. My tongue dipped into the tiny hole to gather more of his flavor before circling around him.
    He moaned and threaded his fingers through my loose hair.
    “Yes, bella . That feels good,” he said, encouraging me to continue and take more of him in my mouth.
    Little by little, I took him deeper, my lips meeting my hand that was wrapped around him. My other hand dropped to cup his tight sack and gently massage his balls. Each time I came back down on him, I took more until I finally had him all the way in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat.
    He groaned and fisted the hand in my hair as his hips bucked up, forcing me to take him even farther.
    I nearly gagged, but he pulled back and I could breathe again.
    However, before I could sink back down on him, he yanked me up under my arms and spun me around. With a hand on my upper back, he forced me to bend over the table while he pressed against me from behind.
    “I’m going to take your ass tonight, bella ,” he growled.
    “Yes, Matteo,” I said. I’d wondered when he was going to go through with it.
    He moved to my nightstand and retrieved a few things before returning to me. I heard the tearing of a plastic wrapper of some kind before I felt cool liquid being dripped down my crack. His fingers teased around my back hole for a moment before one finally breached the tight ring of muscle.
    I cried out softly at the odd sensation, but it quickly became familiar from his previous teasing of my hole.
    After a few thrusts of his single finger, he added another, then another. He didn’t wait long before withdrawing all of them and I felt the thick head of his cock being lined up.
    I clenched my teeth and waited for the tearing sensation I expected when he entered such a tight, practically virgin hole. Like I had experienced the first time he’d had sex with me.
    “Relax, bella ,” he breathed, running his palms up my back, then back down in a soothing motion.
    I breathed deeply and tried to get my tense muscles to relax. Just when I thought I had managed, he pushed into me. While it didn’t exactly hurt, it wasn’t particularly comfortable either, and it certainly didn’t feel good.
    One of his hands held onto my shoulder, the other my hip. He pulled away only to surge back inside me, using my shoulder to pull me to him at the same time.
    It took a few thrusts, but it started to shift from uncomfortable to pleasurable. I spread my thighs and started pushing back into him, trying to take more of him.
    “Yes, that’s it, my bella ,” he said, a smile clear in his gravelly voice.
    Glee shot through me at his words. Nothing made me happier than pleasing him.
    The quiet room was filled with the sounds of his thighs slapping against mine, both of us breathing hard while he continued to move swiftly in and out of my body. Our moans of pleasure commingled as both of us started to sweat from the effort we were putting forth while we chased our orgasms.
    “Matteo,” I groaned when I couldn’t hold back any more. I was nearly there.
    He

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