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With each passing moment, I became messier, drool spilling past my lips and dribbling down my chin.
But I welcomed it all, relishing in the raw intimacy of having Matteo in my mouth after months of longing and fantasizing about worshipping him.
Above me, Matteo grunted and groaned softly, barely holding onto his self-control. My hands found their place on his thighs, fingers lightly digging into the taut muscles beneath his skin.
As I pushed my head down, engulfing his length even deeper, an unexpected gag surged through me, my throat clamping around him. Matteo's entire body twitched, his thighs tensing beneath my touch.
Matteo's hand clutched my hair at the back of my head, pulling me off his throbbing manhood. I gasped for much-needed air as he towered over me, supporting me against the fridge door.
His face bore the evidence of his struggle, etched in strained lines. "You almost made me cum, princess," he ground out through clenched teeth.
The muscles of his arms and shoulders bulged as if he were still fighting to restrain his release.
A mischievous grin spread across my face. "Isn't that the whole idea?" I replied in a playful tone, my voice dripping with teasing.
Matteo's response was a primal growl, instantly captured by my lips as he kissed me fiercely. It was a collision of teeth and tongues, a passionate devouring that left me breathless and craving more.
When he finally broke the kiss, my chest heaved with each labored breath, and I found myself utterly intoxicated by his intensity.
"I'm not some selfish prick, princess," he declared, swiftly turning me around so my front was pressed against the kitchen counter next to the fridge.
With a deft hand, he lifted my dress over my ass and pulled my underwear down, his fingers deftly finding my drenched slit and plunging two inside me with a delicious roughness. I was so wet that he entered me easily, a testament to my desire.
"I'm not the only one getting pleasure tonight," he purred, his filthy promise hanging in the air. Matteo bent me over the counter, gripping my hips firmly and adjusting me onto my tiptoes for the perfect angle.
Then, he spread my feet apart, his fingers still working in and out of me with an irresistible rhythm.
Lying there, I could only gasp as Matteo deftly maneuvered me into position, his fingers working my needy pussy with an assertive rhythm.
Behind me, Matteo withdrew his fingers from my drenched pussy and positioned himself, teasing the head of his cock through my slick folds.
The distinctive sound of him licking my arousal from his fingers reached my ears, and I couldn't help but turn my head slightly, catching a glimpse of his sensual act.
I buried my face in the crook of my elbow, stifling a lascivious moan against my arm as the anticipation of his entry heightened.
Matteo placed the head of his cock at my entrance, pushing inside with a deliberate slowness. The first thrust was an unhurried dance, giving me ample time to accommodate his substantial girth.
Each inch felt like a revelation, as if he was unraveling and reassembling me into the perfect form of his good girl.
His impressive length seemed to steal the very breath from my lungs, leaving me gasping and yielding to his desires.
"So good, princess," Matteo murmured when fully buried within me. His large cock filled me to perfection, and a breathy moan escaped my lips as I pressed my cheek against the cool countertop.
"Taking my cock so well, such a good girl," he continued, his voice almost a purr.
A shiver coursed down my spine, his words weaving a spell around my heart and mind, melting me further into the countertop beneath him.
All I could do was arch my hips, silently pleading for whatever he desired to do with my body.
Matteo was determined to relish this moment, each withdrawal of his cock nearly slipping free before he thrust back inside with force, causing me to gasp for air.
"Fuck," he huskily cursed, leaning over my back and planting kisses on my shoulder blades, his beard grazing my soft skin. "You feel so incredible,principessa (princess)," he moaned.
"Yes," I whispered hoarsely, a quiet moan escaping my lips.
Matteo groaned deeply, quickening the pace of his thrusts, my pussy clenching around his cock.
His hand trailed down my spine, making me shiver before landing a soft spank on my ass, attempting to keep our sounds to a minimum.
