Madam Billionaire

Matteo holds her close the whole ride back to the hotel. He had arranged for their belongings to be moved to another suite on a different floor.

“Amara, we’re here.”

Matteo had wiped her clean and covered her with his coat, but she could still feel Antonio’s blood on her face and she could not stop feeling the chill from the actualization. He kept his hand on her waist to the new suite.

“Come on, let’s get you nice and clean then you can sleep.” He said awkwardly, making her tug her lip upward a bit. But he was surprised when he finds flower petals scattered on the floor of the bathroom.

“Shit! I asked them to prepare a bath, but not this kind of bath. I’m so sorry? do you want me to tidy this up?” he asked thinking that she might actually find the flower scent soothing, while in reality, he didn’t know anything about what women like. He never ventured into that territory.

“Thank you.”

She smiled and let go of herself from him, then faced the tub and start stripping herself naked and gracefully gets into the tub filled with flower petals and scented bubbles. She looked too serene when she held out her hand to her brute Italian Underboss.

“Hold me, please?” her soft-spoken words just made him fall so much harder for her. She looked so fragile and strong at the same time, and it was making him that much prouder.

So he stripped naked and joins her in the bath, she sighed and rests her back to his broad chest then close her eyes and took a deep breath. He wrapped her in his arms and kissed the top of her hair while his chest was constricted with too much emotion for her.

Minutes passed by and they stay still until the words came tumbling down from her pink plump lips.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“How’s Paolo and Peter?”

“Paolo has a bruise from the vest that he was wearing, but I think he’ll get more bruises when Peter finds out that he had taken a bullet for him.”

Our big Italian brute chuckled making her move and placing her cheek to his chest.

“I thought he was the one…” she was quick in changing their light conversation back to Antonio when she was reminded of him.

“Amara,”

“Would you… kiss me, make me forget about him?” she turned to face him, her lips inches apart from his.

“I’d do anything for you, anything that I could…” Matteo touched her lips and wiped away her tear with his kisses.

I love you… I’d die for you…

Matteo said silently in his mind.

She wrapped his neck with her arms and pull him down for a deeper kiss. They were kissing slowly and sensually, while Matteo silently cleans her and cherished her body. Amara sighed when he rubbed her nipples gently and his other hand holds her back.

She moaned his name lowly making him hard between the legs. But he was determined to pleasure her, that night was all about her.

She pouted when he turned her around, her back to his chest again. She was seated as before and then started moaning when kisses her neck, licking and sucking them playfully, so light and gentle that she moaned for more.

But he ignored her and kept on giving her light feathery kisses while his hand circle her chest and caresses her nipples and his other hand was between her legs. He was finding her slick folds and parted them and started stroking her insides expertly.

“Matteo…” her soft gasping moans were making him so hard, but he kept on pleasuring her.

Over and over again, slow little kisses. She then turned around, silently asking for a kiss on the lips and he would gladly give it to her. She was arching her back when she was about to climax, and he played her to her liking and she rewarded him with the most beautiful voice that he ever heard. Her, moaning his name in ecstasy.

I love you, my beautiful Amara…

He whispered silently in his mind, as he kissed the top of her head and pulled her back to rest on his chest.

Matteo was still hard, but she was all he could think about. Cuddling her perfect slender body in his arms. Remembering how it felt until one day they will part.

He once thought that he needed to let her go, but with her beauty, she would probably find someone else better and leave him. Matteo liked the second option better, he didn’t want to hurt her, it’s better if she left him.

“Matteo?” her voice disrupt his thoughts.

“Yes, come let’s get you dried and dressed. You should rest, and I need to check on the cleanup crew.”

He slowly helps her to stand up, his erection was still evident and he grabbed a towel a covered his lower half, then grabbed another towel for Amara.

“Don’t you want me to…”

“I can do that later, you should rest.”

Amara was feeling his rejection and it hurt her on the inside. But she just nodded and backed away from him.

I did ask him to kiss me. He must be tired and has a lot of work to do.

She secretly thought, while Matteo looked at her and saw her face and cursed on the inside for letting her down and making her feel rejected. He has never been good at the men-to-women thing.

“Amara, come here.” He lifts her to the bathroom counter and stands between her legs and told her to let down her towel and kiss him.

“I can never get enough of you, remember that…” he whispered in between their kisses and she nodded to his words, while he started stroking himself.

She moaned and arched her back when he started licking and sucking her nipples, and he groaned knowing that he was about to climax.

“Matteo…” his name slipped out of her mouth easily, she blushed to know that she was wanting him again.

“Fuck, baby…” he took a deep breath a calm himself down and look for his freaking condoms, and quickly sheathed himself when he finds one.

She was looking deliciously arousing when he wrapped her legs to his waist and slowly entered her. She moaned louder when he stretched her when his girth fills her and made her pulsates with desire. Matteo grunted when he feels her tightness, and cursed when she moves her body closer to the edge wanting more of him.

“Matteo, please… more…”

He was holding her back as she was holding on to his body while he thrusts deeper in and out of her. She was breathing heavily, he was feeling her desire. He was making slow sensual thrusts, he was driving her crazy with her needs until she was that much closer to her orgasm.

“Amara…”

I love you, baby…

Again, he silently whispered his feeling when he takes them both to climax. She shattered in his embrace and he pulsates inside her while she milked him dry and he poured himself filling the condom.

Seconds passed by and he kept on holding her body softly in his arms, wishing that they would never part.