The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 241: Watch me

Chapter 241: Watch me

"Look at what you do to me," He spoke the words huskily, poising his cock at her wet entrance.

He rose his gaze to meet hers, about to speak to her. But when he met her pleading gaze, he lost every ounce of control he had within him, plunging inside her wet depths, sending darts of lust and passion piercing through her entire form.

Her eyes began to flicker shut when he whispered, "Open your eyes, sweetheart, keep your eyes on me, watch what you do to me."

She obeyed his request, opening her eyes and keeping them locked with his. His cock throbbed against the pulsating walls of her insides, making her crave movement now more than ever. He began to ease out of her, causing her to moan and arch against him.

"Tell me, darling, how does it feel?" He asked her with a voice hoarse with need while he bucked in short movements inside her.

It was sheer torment, and he was enjoying every bit of it. Her entrance closed over his shaft, pulling while he eased himself further in her depths. She let out a moan when his tip grazed over her spot, sending delicious shivers through her being.

In spite of her current state, she managed a reply, "G – good,"

I can’t think, I need more. Forming a word was difficult, his wickedly slow thrust was too much invasion to her reasoning.

"Just good? Ah, then I have to do better." With that, he pulled out completely, his tip still hovering at her entrance. Just when she thought he had evaded her, he slammed the entirety of his length inside her, causing her to drag a moan and reach forward for contact. It was like fire burning from within when he slammed against her sensitive spot in one swift thrust.

She was wet and warm, and tight around his cock, he feared he might spill before he even got the chance to ram her the way he wanted.

"Oh, Stella," he whispered, leaning forward and placing his palm on her breast while his lips closed over hers. And then he went wild, thrusting in a reckless frenzy that made him feel lightheaded.

"Come on, love, tell me how it is," He posed his request amidst a heady absorption of pleasure that had managed to rid her completely of reasoning. She wrapped her fingers tightly over the sheets while he pumped inside her.

"Use your words baby, let me hear you."

"I...I...fuck...so good...no...it’s amazing...better than I thought, better than my imaginations and all my fantasies. I want more, please." Tears poured out of her eyes as she lost herself to the throes of passion he triggered in her being.

"My good girl, you’re such a good girl," he whispered, placing wet kisses over her eyes and her cheeks while his thumb wiped them away. "Your wish is my command." With that last promise, he lifted her legs onto her shoulders and slammed faster and harder into her, sending her mind reeling to unimaginable heights that made her heart soar.

"Oh, darling, your pussy’s hugging me so tight, it’s so amazing, I’m going to cum," His words were a trigger to her need, sending fiery passion to the center of her pleasure.

"Pull out, Mat – I’m – going to cum," She mumbled the words as her intense pleasure gave way to nerve wracking shivers coursing through her, driving her to the feverish discovery of her orgasm.

***

Stella opened her eyes to the morning chill that coursed through her body, she reached out her hand to her side, hoping to come in contact with someone – with Matteo. But there was nothing, only emptiness, cold with an absence that was half expected.

She sighed and sat up, pushing herself backward against the pillows. While she scanned the environment, her mind began to wander to the events of last night. It was filled with moments that she never wanted to end. It was almost like a fairy tale, and she was the fantasy princess.

Matteo had been sweet and calm, and patient when it came down to dealing with her. It came to her as a surprise that he could be capable of such sweetness. Thinking about how he placed kisses on her scars and put his mouth where her ex-boyfriend would never, brought a warmth to her face. Feeling a sudden burst of energy, she pushed herself to the edge of the bed and got on her feet. But when she took her first step, her legs gave way.

There’s no way I’m still feeling giddy from last night.

It had been a memorable night, filled with – activities that would not be considered every day. But it wasn’t normal for one to still feel the after math of a night of passion after a long rest.

"Or is it because it’s the first time I’m feeling this way?"

It was a foreign feeling after all, knowing that it came from Matteo filled her with a renewed sense of hope – that somehow, their acquaintance would go beyond sex and blossom to something more.

After taking her shower, she reached for her phone on the dressing table and dialed Matteo’s number, after a few rings, he finally picked up.

"Good morning, Matteo," She called out sheepishly, her mood still colorful because of the constant reminder of the intimacy they’d shared. But the cold reply that he gave in response to her usually contagious energy pulled all her enthusiasm to the ground, leaving nothing to start the conversation with.

"You’re awake, how are you feeling?" Her mind went to full work mode, assessing where she went wrong. Last night was the last time they’d seen, and she could not remember doing anything that he was against. At least, not while she was awake.

Or did she perhaps make a move that was too bold after the sex? She remembered moving around a bit after the deed had been done, but the memory of her activity was just haze.

"Are you there?" Matteo called out, there was a hint of impatience in his voice and it pierced at her heart, causing her more pain than she thought she could handle. All previous expectations plunged into the hole of despair, washed away by a wave of sadness so great it made her wish for her nonexistence.

"Yes, I am. I was thinking I could resume to the office, since I am already getting better." Her voice was meek and low, signifying her hurt, but the heavens were sure to come down if he was going to take notice of it.

"The healing process is at your own pace. If you feel like this is the right time for unrestricted movements, then you can go ahead with it."

But couldn’t he fake it even once? Was everything that happened last night just – that?

"Okay, thank you." The air in her lungs was significantly expelled causing her to draw breath in short gasps while she was still struggling to get herself back together after the plummeting of her high spirits.

"Is there anything else?"

I have suddenly become a pest.

"No, nothing else. Have a great day at work." There was no reply to her well wish, making her confirm just the thoughts that nagged in her thoughts – that he wanted to get away from her. She resisted the urge to throw her fist against the mirror on the dressing table. It would do no good if she had to get into debt when she was not held in high regard.

Everything between them had been nothing but hopeless dreams, some of which were luckily fulfilled. What more did she require in this world when the one thing that she always wanted she had already had a taste of?

She returned her phone to its original spot and headed to her bed. Sinking into the mattress, she wiped the tears that had formed in her eyes with her arm. She suddenly regretted ever giving him the chance in the first place, she didn’t think that the pain of being ignored would go this deep. But there was no use crying when the deed had already been done.

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