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Moaning in unison with her as my fist pumps every drop of cum I have for this woman.

Now, that’s a morning I could get used to.

24

Matteo

“Relationships are like puzzles. Sometimes they’re fun and sometimes they’re frustrating, but when you find the right piece, everything fits perfectly.” – Unknown

“Aren’t you supposed to go to work?” Zoe asks me, looking up from the rim of her teacup.

“Eager for me to leave, Beastie?”

“Matteo, I don’t care whether you leave or not. Your presence makes no difference for me personally.”

My mouth curls up into a small smile and I lean into her, whispering, “Little liar.”

“Am not,” Her eyes flare up in an attempt to seem threatening but all it does is just make my pants feel tighter.

Damn that woman and her silly no-kissing rule.

“Then why are you trying to get me out the door so badly?”

“Um, because you need to work, maybe?” She rolls her eyes at me.

“Orrr, it’s because having me here affects you. Makes you want to break down those silly walls you have put around yourself and get down and dirty?”

Zoe has been on a “Move Matteo Out” mission for the past four days since her little bathroom show.

“Definitely not,” she says but her voice is a touch breathy.

“Definitely yes.”

“You think too highly of yourself.”

“Apparently you do too.” I wink at her and watch those rosy cheeks grow pinker. She doesn’t know I was there when she played with herself, coming with my name on her lips. Three times.

Little naughty girl.

And I wasn’t going to bring it up, but my Zoe needs to start admitting these feelings she has, and I am all too eager to help her.

“Trust me, I don’t.”

“That’s not what you said four days ago.” Her eyes snap to mine in a flash, her mouth slightly agape. And biting my lip I go for the kill. “I distinctly remember hearing your praises—three loud, expressive times.”

The cup she’s holding slips out, rattling off the table.

“Y-you…h-how…Matteo! OhmyGod, kill me now.”

She’s so cute when she’s flustered and embarrassed, slapping her palms to her face to cover it from me. And then she gets even cuter and starts talking to herself out loud as if she forgot that I am still here.

“No, you know what? You are not going to be embarrassed by it. So what, you pleasured yourself. It’s normal. Hot.”

“Oh, I happen to agree.” Her hands fall off her face, shooting daggers at me with her big, brown eyes. “It was very hot. I came twice within minutes while listening to you.”

Zoe’s mouth drops open. “No, you didn’t.”

I arch one eyebrow with a smirk on my face. “Want me to prove that I can?”

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