“Hey,” Matteo whispered, pushing a strand of hair behind Aurora’s ear as he looked down on her.
“Hey yourself,” she replied, a satisfied smile on her lips before she stretched lazily.
The blanket that had covered her just a moment ago slipped down, revealing her breast. They hadn’t bothered getting dressed again after the third round, and as much as Matteo wanted to give her a break so she wouldn’t be sore, he couldn’t help himself. His fingers followed his gaze, and he took her n****e between his thumb and index finger and rolled it between them.
“What time is it?” she asked, suppressing a moan.
“I don’t know, but I guess we missed dinner,” he grinned.
As if on cue, her stomach was growling.
“I guess we’ll have to find something for you after all that workout,” Matteo laughed, and
