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During our focused collaboration, Matteo's voice broke the concentration. "Sophia, come here for a moment," he requested, his tone a mixture of professionalism and something deeper that set my heart racing.
Walking over to his side, I looked at his laptop screen, where he showed me a cybersecurity section he wanted to implement in the company.
As we discussed the details, our proximity slowly stirred emotions simmering beneath the surface for far too long.
Bending down slightly to get a better view of the screen, my senses were flooded with his presence, scent, and body warmth.
The air was now charged with a different energy, a tension that had built up over time.
Suddenly, I turned to face him, my heart pounding. Our eyes locked, and I could see all the desire and longing we had been trying to suppress in that intense gaze.
The room seemed to close around us, and all the unspoken words seemed to hang in the air.
In that charged moment, all restraint crumbled. Without hesitation, without second-guessing, we lunged toward each other.
Our lips met in a passionate collision that spoke of months of tension and emotions held back. Our kisses were desperate, fueled by a hunger growing for too long.
Matteo's hands found their way to my waist, pulling me closer as I straddled his legs while my fingers entangled themselves in his hair, pulling him in deeper.
The kiss was a chaotic mix of urgency and raw desire. It was a kiss that held within it all the pent-up emotions, all the longing, and the realization that no matter how much we had fought it, we were irrevocably drawn to each other.
Matteo whirled the spinny chair and moved us away from the table, allowing us to explore each other without any hindrance. I let out a high-pitched whine when his hands slid down to my ass.
"Shh, baby," Matteo's voice rumbled against the warmth of my neck. My head tilted upward, and my eyes fluttered shut as a shuddering breath escaped my painted lips. "Just relax. I'm going to make you feel amazing."
I hummed softly, my hand finding its way into Matteo's hair as he lazily pressed open-mouthed kisses onto my pale skin.
His lips occasionally nipped and sucked, leaving a trail of red marks in their wake. Slowly, his kisses ascended toward the corner of my jaw, where he left a tantalizing mark.
A groan escaped me as my thighs instinctively parted when Matteo's fingers brushed the inside of them.
With a firm tug, my skirt bunched around my waist, and his lips traced a heated path from my neck to my jaw.
I stole a glance at him, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. The corner of his lips twitched upwards, desire and amusement flickering in his gaze.
Matteo's fingers traced delicate patterns over the fabric of my lingerie, exerting gentle pressure when he circled over my sensitive spot.
I felt the dampness spreading as my body responded to his touch. His other hand deftly undid the top buttons of my blouse, his palm cupping and teasing my breast through the fabric of my bra.
His lips descended, leaving a trail of heated marks before pulling away. A whimper of protest left me, my hand reaching out as if to guide his head back down, but he halted me with a firm, seductive gaze.
"Don't be naughty," he chided, his lips curling into a knowing smile. Matteo pressed a tender kiss to my mouth, and I sighed, content and craving more.
His eyes locked onto mine as he guided me off his lap, his skilled fingers deftly working on the buttons of his trousers.
"Thank you for following instructions,Principessa (Princess)," he murmured, rewarding me with a quick kiss that I attempted to deepen, only to have him pull away, his fingers deftly fumbling with his boxer briefs.
I whimpered in anticipation, my hands reaching out instinctively to help him.
He inhaled sharply, freeing himself from his constraints. A well-manicured hand took hold of his shaft, his jaw tensing from the surge of pleasure.
As I knelt between his legs, a line of saliva dribbled onto the head of his erection before I took him into my mouth.
Matteo groaned above me, his fingers finding solace in the tangle of my dark hair.
"You're incredibly skilled at this, princess," he sighed as I looked up at him through my lashes, warmth spreading in my stomach at his praise.
I doubled my efforts, my tongue and lips working in harmony. A gentle push on the back of my head encouraged me to take him even deeper, and despite the slight gag reflex, I adjusted willingly.
