EroticReverie

*commissioned*

I couldn't believe I was in my bra and panties, pushed against the wall by Matteo "King" Marchetti. I moaned as he dug his bulge into my panties and his hands gripped my ass. I hated that I let him pin me, and undress me like one of his little groupies.  

"Bella" he murmured in my ear, a low growl of sexual frustration as I grabbed ahold of his shirt, pulling it up. He smirked slightly, letting me lift it off him.

"My god" I breathed laying eyes on his hard chest and muscles up close. I slipped my hands over his pecs and up to his shoulders, pulling myself up slightly, grinding myself against him. 

Matteo turned, carrying me through the kitchen as one of our phones started to ring. Both of us paused for a moment but then I kept grinding him as he carried me to his couch as the phone continued to ring. 

He sat down with me on his lap , he grinned at me and his eyes looked me up and down. 

His hands grabbed my hips firmly, pushing down and forcing me to grind his cock, he groaned and I let out a breath as the phone stopped ringing. 

I slid my hands down his chest again , admiring how incredibly hot he was, even more so when shirtless. 

I let him continue to push up against my panties as I rolled my hips. 

"You're going to kill me" Matteo groaned as his hands slid up my sides, his thumbs pushing up over my black lace bra, and over where my hard nipples were, he gave a slight grin as his thumbs moved over them then back down. I hissed a gasp and the phone started to ring again. 

My face turned to his kitchen area where we left our phones.

"Should we check that?" I ask. 

He shook his head. "No" he said as he leaned forward and kissed my collar bone and down over my upper chest. My breasts heaving as I panted, his mouth so fucking soft and warm, trailing kisses across my breasts and cleavage as I leaned back slightly.

The phone stopped and started again. Matteo groaned and I placed my hands on his arms as I pushed up. He pulled me back down. 

"Leave it" he groans and I laugh as I push again. 

"Calm down cave man.." I teased as I slid off his lap. 

"get back here" he groaned as I giggled and walked to the kitchen to at least check my phone. Opening my purse as Matteo followed me into the kitchen. 

I squirmed feeling him purposefully grind the bulge in his pants against my ass. I giggled, checking my phone, I had missed texts from Gianna but no calls. 

"Not me" I said, clicking off my phone screen. 

The phone rang a fourth time now and Matteo groaned. 

"Jesus...let me turn that off" he said and moved across the kitchen grabbing his phone.

"Fuck.." he said as he picked up his phone. "Give me a minute." He said, pressing the green button to answer, holding his phone to his ear and sliding out his back door. 

I watched him through the glass door as he paced back and forth, seeming angry and running his hands through his hair, as he listened to whoever was talking. 

I knew whatever it was wasn't good, and I grabbed my dress from his kitchen floor, and pulled it back on, he watched me through the glass as I slipped it down over myself, shaking his head. 

A few moments later, I watched him hang up his phone and he opened the door with a frustrated sigh. 

"Everything ok?" I asked carefully. 

"No." he said, his answer clipped and grabbed his shirt from the floor as well, pulling it back on. 

I waited for more of an explanation but he didn't offer me any, as he grabbed his keys from the counter.

"I'll drop you off home." he says.

"Okay." I answered quietly and followed him out of his house. I knew whatever just happened wasn't my fault, and I knew his quick change of mood had nothing to do with me, but I couldn't lie that it hurt a bit to have him be all over me one second and seem so cold and distant the next.  He owed me nothing, and I didn't want to be the girl that made it all about her, when obviously he was going through something right now. 

He opened my door for me, and I got in, clicking my own seatbelt as he hopped in his side and started up the car. 

"Put your address into the GPS" he said pressing a button on the screen.

I reached forward and started to type in my address. 

"Is there anything I can do?" I asked meekly.

"What?" he asked looking at me. 

"I..I don't know...you seem really upset...is there anything I can do?" I ask and his eyes lock on mine and I swallow hard. 

He shakes his head. "No Bella." he says gently, his eyes softening realizing his own mood is making me tense. 

"What happened?" I ask. 

His lips tighten. 

"Family stuff." he says. 

I nod. 

His phone rings again. He groans and it rings through the speakers, but he doesn't bother to switch to his phone, he answers it through the speakers. 

"I'm calling mom to watch the kids while we go look for her." a male voice says.

"NO" Matteo yelles. "Do NOT call Mom, she doesn't need this shit. We'll have one of the neighbors watch them or something, don't fucking call mom. I'll be there as soon as I can." he ends the call and he slaps his hand against the steering wheel making me jump. 

He looks to me, his eyes apologizing to me for making me jump. "Sorry..." he says and presses start on the GPS and the voice starts to tell him where to go. 

"Is someone missing?" I ask. 

He sighs and rolls his eyes. "My fucking sister." 

"Did someone take her?" I ask, panic in my voice.

"Let's fucking hope so." Matteo grumbles.

"What?" I ask in shock.

"My sister isn't..." he sighs. "She's sick..." He says taking a breath and leaning his head back. 

I reach over and grab his hand, clasping my fingers through his like he did mine earlier. He lowers his head and turns it to me, he forces a smile. I squeeze his hand. 

"She's an addict." he says. 

"Oh." I say and look down at our hands. "I'm sorry"

"Yeah...me too..." he sighs. 

"We've put her in rehab three times..." he says and I reach my other hand over too, holding his one hand in both of mine. 

"I fucking hate her" he says and then shakes his head. 

I chew my lip and listen. 

"I don't really...but.." he sighs and I rub his hand.

"I know what you mean." I say. "Well, I don't but...I know you don't actually hate her..." I say. 

Matteo looks to me. "Yeah." he says and lets out a deep sighs. 

"Let's get you home." he says squeezing my hand. 

"I can watch the kids." I say. 

Matteo turns lifting his brow. 

"What?" he asks. 

I nod. "If you need someone to watch them, I can stay and watch them." I say. 

He smiles slightly. "That's sweet Bella, but no." 

"why not?" I pinch my brows together, my voice slightly defensive. 

He chuckles. "Because I can't ask a girl I just met, and had half naked on my lap, watch my drug addict sisters kids..you don't owe me any favors Bella." he said. 

"Oh fuck off." I say and his eye brows jump and he chuckles.

"Just fucking drive to your god damn sisters place, I'm watching the kids." I say. 

The corners of his lips turn up. 

"Drive before you get smacked." I narrow my eyes and reach to press end on his gps. He smiles. 

"You really don't have to do this, you just met me" he says. 

I roll my eyes. "Will you just drive?" 

Matteo puts the car into drive and then reaches for my hand. 

"Thanks Bella." he says.

"Mhm" I say lacing my fingers through his. 

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Twenty minutes later we arrive in a pretty shitty part of the city. 

Matteo groans. "Don't worry, you're not watching them here, that's for fucking sure." 

I watch as Matteo shoots a quick text, then hops out of the drivers side door, people walking the streets in the middle of the night passing by, not daring to mess with the giant guy who's currently fastening car seats into the seats of his truck from the trunk.

I don't say anything, as I wonder how often Matteo has to come pick up these kids that he keeps car seats with him in his truck. 

I see two large guys, almost as big at Matteo each carrying kids in pajamas out the front of the apartment building. 

"Matteo!" The girl, who is probably 5 or 6 years old turns from one of the large guys arms and reaches out for Matteo, my heart doing a little flip as he reaches out and takes her under the arms lifting her up and she giggles and he brings her down and she wraps her tiny little arms around his neck, melting my heart.

The other guy carrying the boy, who's asleep and probably only 2 or 3, comes around the other side and opens the back of the truck and starts to put the boy into his car seat. I look over my shoulder and the guy looks up, cocking a brow. 

"Who are you?" he asks. I can tell by his eyes, and jaw, and his nose, his mouth, pretty much everything, that this guy is Matteo's brother. 

"I'm Arabella." I say. "A friend of Matteo's."  I say and he cocks a brow. 

Matteo opens the door behind me and puts the girl into her booster seat. 

"Wasn't aware Matteo had any female friends." The guy says and Matteo chuckles.

"Fuck off dude" he says

"you said a bad worrrd!" The girl tells him and Matteo apologizes, I turn further in my seat to look at the girl. She smiles right at me. 

"Hi. I'm Sophia !" her little thumb jabbing at her chest and I smile and reach my hand back to shake hers. 

"Hi Sophia, I'm Arabella..those are some pretty cool pajamas" I say as she looks down at them. 

"They're unicorns" she says, pointing to one of the many unicorns on her two piece thermal pajamas. 

"I see....they're so pretty" I say and she smiles. 

"Thank you, mommy bought them for me" she says with a smile. 

Matteo and his brother both raise an eyebrow, which lets me know, one of them probably bought them, not their mother. 

They both finish buckling the kids in. 

"Are you the baby sitter?" Sophia asks. 

"Yea" I nod. 

"You're prettier than our other baby sitter...she's old" Sophia says. Matteo, his brother and I all chuckle. 

"Uncle Matteo did pick quite a pretty one didn't he?" his brother remarks. I catch the glare Matteo shoots his brother. 

"Thank you Sophia, you're very pretty as well" I say tapping her leg and she laughs. 

The guys both shut the doors and Matteo walks around to the other side of the car near his door. 

"Nice to meet you Arabella" his brother waves as Matteo opens the door and chucks his elbow into his brothers side. 

"Who's that?" The other guy says and walks up to Matteo's door, giving a smirk as Matteo groans and sits in his seat. 

"I'm Santino.." he says reaching over Matteo's lap. He looks like a younger version of Matteo, except a bit shorter, and nowhere near as buff. 

"I'm this jackasses brother" Santino says. 

"Arabella" I say with a smile shaking his hand. "Matteo's friend." 

His eye brow cocks. "huh.." he says and Matteo groans. 

"Friend huh?" says Santino and I laugh.

"Yes..just a friend." I say. 

his eyebrows jump. "That's new." he says and pulls back out of the car. 

"Give me your keys douchebag" Matteo says to Santino who chuckles and hands over a single key. 

"I'll call you in ten" Matteo says and closes the door. 

I laugh as both of the guys wave, I wave back, the little girl waving from the back seat as well to her uncles. 

"I'm going to drop you off at Santino's place, about 10 minutes from here..is that okay?" he asks. I nod. 

"Yeah, that's fine." I say and turn back and look at Sophia who is holding her teddy bear in her lap, she smiles. 

"You are uncle Matteo's friend?" she asks. .

I nod. "Yep...now I'm yours too" I smile and she does too. 

"Are you kissing friends?" she asks, and I laugh, and Matteo chuckles.

I shake my head. "No way, boys have cooties." 

She giggles. "Yeah, they do!" she says and I laugh and turn back in my seat. 

Matteo glancing over as he drives, raising his brow. 

"You seemed to like my cooties earlier" he says. 

I reach over, slapping his arm with the back of my hand and he laughs, reaching up and grabbing my hand, he slides his fingers between mine and I smile.

"is she your girlfriend?" Sophia asks. "Why are you holding her hand?" 

"Someone is a little nosy tonight" Matteo says and lowers my hand, reaching over, and rests it on my leg casually, his hand just splaying over my thigh. 

I can't help how my desire for him comes flooding back, and between my legs, aches the entire way to his brothers place as he simply keeps his hand there unmoving the entire time.