Page 248 of Merciless Desires

He’d never belong there.

But for some unknown reason, he was in my bed.

Shirtless.

Shirtless in my bed.

“Good morning, amorina.”

“Cazzo,” I hissed and shuffled back.

My ass hung off the edge, and when I tilted to peer back at it, I nearly fell off the bed.

Matteo darted forward and gripped me by the waist, drawing me back to him. All the way back.

“You need to be more careful,” he chided, practically glaring down at me.

There was no space between us. Zero. His body was pressed down on mine, knee parting my legs.

Like he had in my dream…only better.

“You’re blushing, amorina.”

“Why are you in my bed?”

“Because I want to be.”

“God,” I groaned and pushed at his chest, but he didn’t move. “What do you want, Matteo?”

“Other than you?” He grinned when I groaned again. “I want to buy you a new dress.”

“For?”

Matteo frowned. “Do I need a reason?”

“You have a reason.”

“You’re meeting my mamma. She couldn’t come to our engagement party, but she has been asking me to bring you over.”

“I am not.”

I pushed at him again, but he countered by pressing down on me, squishing my arms between us.

“When?” I sighed, the last bit of air leaving my lungs with the word.

“Eight. Tonight.”

Wiggling my arms loose, I held onto him.

Fuck it.

Nothing was going to happen, not even as I pushed hair out of his face, tugging just enough to make him groan softly.

“Is this how you plan to wake me, Matteo?”

“No…” He reached for my right knee below him and spread my legs wider and settled himself between them. Like he belonged there. “I have a different method in mind.”

I could feel the length of him exactly where it had been in my dream. Heat pooled where he was pressed against me, attraction taking control.

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