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“Cazzo,” Matteo grunted. “You taste good while you rub your pussy against my dick.”

“I will feel even better wrapped around your cock,” I said, letting my head fall back as Matteo continued to kiss down my collarbone, unzipping my dress.

He growled, flipping us quickly, settling between my legs, thrusting into my pussy.

“Yes,” I moaned, grabbing his shirt, unbuttoning it quickly, pushing it off his shoulders, revealing tanned skin I wanted my mouth on.

Matteo was lean, not as big as Levi, but his body was firm and from what Levi said, they liked to run together or workout. And fuck, was I grateful for it. I slid my hand down Matteo’s back down to his ass, grabbing a handful as he ground against me.

“Off, I need your pants off,” I said, pushing him back enough to unbuckle his belt and pants.

He knelt above me, looking down at me with dilated eyes and a look that said I wouldn’t forget this night.

“Slide that dress off, Bella,” he growled, pushing down his pants and underwear.

His cock slapped on his stomach and while I had seen him naked before, I always felt like I couldn’t really appreciate him. I licked my lips, looking up, grabbing his cock, stroking him as we stared at each other. He cupped my face, brushing his thumb against my lips in a slowly tantalizing motion. I opened my mouth, sucking on his thumb like I would his cock. Matteo's eyes darkened as he removed his thumb from my mouth pulling my dress forward, showing off my lacy black bra. His nostrils flared as he admired my breasts and I stroked him faster.

“Take this off,” he commanded, brushing his thumb against my nipple.

“You take it off,” I challenged.

Matteo flipped me onto my stomach, pulling at the hem of my dress.

“Such a brat,” he growled, slapping my ass as he pulled off my dress.

“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned loudly, pushing my ass out.

Mateo chuckled, “See. A fucking brat.”

I chuckled, getting on my knees, pushing my ass out, giving him a good view. He gripped my wide hips, pushing his cock against my ass.

“These hips were meant to be held and fucked good,” he groaned, grinding against me.

“Yes, fuck me,” I mewled, needing friction.

“I’m going to make you scream as you admire your dream destination, so you never forget…,” he said, pulling my lacy underwear down. “…how good this place made you feel.”

His warm tongue slid up over my pussy as I pushed back into his face.

“Knew you would taste good,” he said.

“You could have tasted me at the festival or maybe from Levi’s lips,” I said looking over my shoulder.

Matteo slapped my ass before getting off the cabana, walking toward his wallet, looking like a god in the moonlight. My stomach fluttered with more arousal as he put on a condom, keeping eye contact.

“You’re so damn gorgeous,” I said breathlessly.

He shook his head walking to me. “You are too and let no one tell you differently, not even your family.”

He grabbed my chin, kissing me passionately. I felt it everywhere and I believed his words. He helped me off the cabana walking me to the edge of the building. I felt self-conscious looking around to see if anyone could see us.

“No one can see you and if they do we are just shadows.” He kissed my shoulder putting my hands on the building. “No one gets to see you like this, except me.”

His possessiveness ran through me warmly and so very fucking sexy.

“Well, it looks like people will⁠—”

The crown of his cock entered me, stopping me mid-sentence. He slid in too slowly driving me crazy. I tried to push back onto his cock when he held me tight around my hips.