Page 71 of Matteo

A burst of laughter filled the room, and she pulled my head over, caressing my face. I knew then that she was teasing me.

“I like having pretty mouths and having my pussy eaten, Matteo. Start there…”

Fuck, I’m going to lose my mind,my Corsican had begun to stir again.

In fact, he’d never left the chat, he’d just been idle.

I peeled the jeans from Rain’s body, still feeling as if I were in a dream. This entire thing felt like a dream, and I wondered what it’d be like to drown. To stay underneath the waves with her forever.

Kneeling in between her legs, I lowered my head, finally ready to taste her again. With ease, I draped her legs over my shoulders.

Breathing deeply, I pulled her scent into my lungs before swiping gentle kisses over the insides of her thighs.

Rain moaned low, almost guttural as her body trembled with anticipation of what was about to happen. The second my lips wrapped around her glistening pink clit; Rain gasped so loud that it echoed throughout the room. It sent a wave of encouragement down my spine.

The more frenzied I licked, the wilder her moans became. She was arching her back, the old gray comforter bunched in her hands.

“Oh my God…Ma…Matteo, I’m coming…”

Easing off, I watched her as her fingers dipped between her legs and she began to rub at her pussy.

“That’s it Stizzy,” I murmured deeply, entranced by the vision before me. “Come for us…”

My words must have sent her over the edge because her breathing increased, and her pheromones flooded the room making my Corsican higher than a kite.

Watching Rain cum.

Making her cum.

It was better than smoking a fucking joint to him.

Still, he was only partially satisfied.

“Fuck!!!” Rain groaned.

As my body started to relax from watching Rain orgasm, and my own breathing started to slow down, something hit my ears. It wasn’t loud. It’d been subtle and it had my hackles up.

Did you hear that?I whispered to my Corsican who was still doped up.

No.

I rubbed at the bridge of my nose in annoyance.Well, I did…something isn’t right.

Easing up, I leaned over Rain. “Hey…”

“Hey,” she whispered her chest rising and falling.

“I need you to stay here…don’t make a sound until I call for you,” I whispered back before dropping a kiss on her mouth.

“Wait, what?”

“Stay put, please, Stizzy,” I was already out the door.

Your gun is in the basement,my Corsican reminded me as we slipped out the door.

Easing over the edge of the banister, I peered down. Three faces were peering back at me but the one in the middle.

It was familiar.

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