Page 163 of My Italian Love Affair

"Who knew you’d like having me on top of you."

His grin is pure sin.

"I’m sure you could have guessed," he says as his hands flex against my thighs. "And I think you like it, too."

I open my mouth to argue, but his lips brush the sensitive spot behind my ear again, and my thoughts turn into nothing but static.

"Shit," I breathe.

"See? Told you."

I shift slightly in his lap, and his breath hitches.

Ha.

"Have I ever told you that you’re insufferable?" I ask as my hands slide up to cup his jaw, my thumbs brush over the slight display of dark stubble that’s forming.

"And yet, you adore me," he counters, tilting his head back slightly as I press a slow, teasing kiss beneath his jawline.

I hum noncommittally, my lips trailing down the column of his throat.

"That’s debatable."

His chest rumbles with laughter, but it cuts off sharply when I rock against him just so. His fingers dig into my thighs, and his throat bobs as he swallows.

"Daphne," he warns, his accent delicious as his voice strains.

I smirk against the column of his throat.

"Something wrong?"

He glares at me, eyes dark with something I really shouldn’t find as satisfying as I do.

"You’re playing a dangerous game,bella."

I shrug, dragging my nails lightly over his shoulders.

"You don’t remember? I told you before - I like danger."

Matteo mutters something in rapid Italian - something that sounds distinctlynotPG - before gripping my hips and flipping us so that I’m on my back against the couch, pinned beneath him.

His weight, his heat, the way he’s looking down at me with pure, unfiltered hunger in his gaze - it steals my breath.

"Still feel like playing?" he asks, his voice low, rough, teasing.

I swallow hard, my heart hammering.

"Maybe."

Matteo’s grin is slow and wicked.

"Then let’s see how well you handle losing."

His lips crash against mine, all heat and urgency, but there’s something else beneath it - something teasing, smug.

It’sinfuriating.

Because Matteo Rossi is enjoying this far too much.

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