The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 256: Makeup

"What’s the matter?" Matteo asked in a husky tone, his need already pent up and needing to be unleashed.

"Matteo, um," She began, but was not able to find her words.

"What are you hiding?" He asked, sinking his hands into her dress and clasping her bare bum. His breath hitched in his throat as it suddenly dawned on him. A wicked grin formed on his lips as he closed his palms on each mound and pulled them apart slightly. Stella moaned and let herself lean into him, her breathing becoming ragged and withheld.

"I see, you went for the party hoping to get fucked, by who?" He asked, tugging the gown downward until it formed a yielding mass on the ground. He released her and took a few steps backward, taking in her completely nude form. Her hand tied behind her back was a most alluring sight that caused his cock to become rock hard. He closed his palm over the bulge on his trouser and squeezed tightly.

"Come to me," He commanded, his voice resonating deep within her core. With trembling legs, she shed her dress, standing before him in complete nudity. Each step she took brought her closer to him, her body yearning for his wicked touches.

"Matteo," She whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Yes, love, tell me," He replied, his hand finding its place on her hips, exerting a gentle pressure as he kneaded the soft flesh.

"Please –" her voice trailed off.

"Please, what, Stella?" He inquired, his fingers skilfully tracing the delicate curve of her backside, parting the flesh ever so slightly.

"Please, untie me," She pleaded, her voice laced with longing. Responding to her request, he withdrew his fingers from their intimate exploration, deftly undoing the knots that held her captive. As the tie slid off her wrist, she wasted no time in throwing her arm around his neck, her other hand found his bulge and gripped his throbbing length.

A deep groan escaped his lips as he leaned against the wall, surrendering to the pleasurable sensations coursing through him. Her touch sent shivers of ecstasy through his being, causing his hardened cock to beg for release.

"Stella," Her index finger delicately caressed the tip of his arousal, eliciting a guttural growl from him. He tried to resist her advances, attempting to push her hand away, but she held firm, refusing to let go. She pressed her body against his, her fingers deftly locating his zipper and pulling it down. His erect cock sprang free from his shorts, and she captured it within her moderately tight grip. And then she began to move.

"Are you getting back at me?" He murmured, his grip tightening around her wrist, momentarily preventing her from bringing him to the brink of release.

"You... you’re getting back at me aren’t you? Tell me what you want," He grumbled, his voice heavy with desire.

"Please, fuck me." She pleaded. Her voice had a raw craving that matched the intensity of his need, causing him to lose his last bit of control.

In a frenzied blur, he pushed forward, lifting her effortlessly off the ground. Turning swiftly, he pressed her back against the wall, his pulsating cock poised at the entrance of her already drenched core. With a swift motion, he plunged deep inside her, eliciting a moan of pleasure and a restless writhing of her body atop his.

"Stop moving, goddamn it. You’re going to make me cum." He growled, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. His mouth devoured hers, nibbling and sucking with an intensity that mirrored her fervor. Each moan that escaped her depths vibrated within his core, fuelling him with an energy he had never experienced before. Summoning every ounce of his strength within him, he withdrew his cock from her wetness, pulling out almost completely, and slamming back in with a force that left her gasping for air.

"Oh please, Matteo," She pleaded, her grip around his neck tightening as he flexed her hips, guiding his cock with a resounding smack that fuelled his desperate need to release himself inside her.

"F – fuck, sweetheart, your pussy... it’s squeezing me so tight," He moaned, his voice thick with feverish desire. His eyes squeezed shut as her velvety walls grazed the sensitive tip of his throbbing cock. Every brush against her sweet spot sent a surge of intoxicating pleasure through her, causing her to lose herself completely in his firm embrace.

"Matteo, I’m... I’m going to cum, please," She whispered, her voice a hushed plea. Her inner muscles clenched around his length, tightening their grip, and eliciting a groan from him in response.

"Ah, I’m cumming," she moaned as waves of pleasure crashed through her body, shattering her senses with each of his unyielding thrusts

"I’m going to cum, too... fuck..." His voice strained with urgency. With a swift motion, he withdrew himself from her, his climax erupting as his seed spilled forth, trickling down his leg.

***

The sweet aroma of what scented like eggs and sausage wafted through Stella’s nose, rousing her from what was probably her best night yet.

Last night had turned out very eventful and totally unexpected, and after everything that happened, Matteo had taken his time to get them both cleaned up in the shower. And what’s more, he donned her in his sweater, tucked her in and slept beside her. It was like a dream, but she had been too tired to look at him while he was at it.

She opened her eyes and saw a richly spruced breakfast tray. There was a variety of fruits and desserts, specifically waffles and cream, omelettes, and more delicacies that made her mouth water almost immediately.

"Do you like it?" A familiar male voice rang out from the entrance. She turned her gaze to its source, and there he was, all beautiful, manly, hot, seductive, every other thing that made her lose all her logical reasoning. He was on nothing but a pair of black shorts that revealed his carefully toned legs, hairy and – very manly. It was the first time she was seeing his legs, and it almost felt too intimate to be true.