Mirabella's Pov
Matteo lifts me up, moving us to the bed. A moan of satisfaction rumbles in my throat when my back meets the soft beddings.
He bites down on his bottom lip, nibbling the glistening, juicy skin as his eyes drink up my naked body sprawled out for his view.
“You’re so f*****g beautiful, you know that?” He asks while trailing his fingertips across both sides of me until he gets to the curve of my waist. “So f*****g unreal.”
I open my mouth to speak, but my words are cut short when his hand connects my center, the heel of his palm grinding against my c**t. “Oh gosh. . .Matteo. . .” I gasp, grasping at his wrists in an attempt to keep his hand away from my sensitive part.
“Yes, mama,” he answers on a whisper, his eyes locking on mine. I mewl, whining at the sensation of it a
