EroticReverie

In the kitchen we rinse his hand under the faucet, and then I sit with him at the table in the dining room to disinfect and bandage his knuckles. 

While finishing the bandage I finally look up and he's just staring at me, his head tilted slightly as a silent tear rolls down my cheek. 

"I'm fine Bella, really. Don't be sad for me. for any of us. We were better off without him." he says. 

"I want to hurt him." I say. 

Matteo leans forward, pulling me from my chair onto his lap and I rest my head on his shoulder as he wraps his arm around me and strokes the side of my face. 

"He definitely deserves it. But he's a waste of anyones time." he says. 

I lift my head and look into his eyes, and I wonder how anyone could have looked into eyes like his and walked away. Eyes that should be cold and withdrawn, weren't at least not with me. It amazed me how him and his brothers were nothing like the man that took part in creating him, and it broke my heart that their sister was still holding onto hope, and covering her pain by doing drugs.

I lean in and lift my chin and lift my hand to his perfect face, my finger tips gliding over his cheek and over the healed, but still very visible cut on his lip from the fight the other night. 

He smiles slightly and leans his head into my touch as I stroke his cheek again, turning his head he kisses the inside of my palm and then looks at me. 

"Let's go to bed." he says quietly, and not in a suggestive way, but in a way that tells me even though he says he allows himself no feelings for his birth father, that the interaction with him has left him exhausted, and I'm sure the wounds of the young boy he was when his father left have been ripped open, even if just a little bit. So I nod, and stand, Matteo turning the lights off, taking my hand and guiding me through the hall to his room in the dark.

Once in his room , he gently pulls me to him, looking down at me. Even though no lights are on, there's still the moonlight and the street lamps coming through his windows and his eyes sparkle even in the dark. 

"I can't do it tonight Bella." he whispers. 

I nod, knowing what he means. 

"I don't think I can either." I admit, not wanting to have thoughts of his father running through my head when we finally go all the way. I won't let him ruin that. For either of us. 

"But I do want you to take your clothes off.." he says sliding his hands to my shirt lifting it slowly. I let him , and lift my arms. 

"I want your skin against mine." he says as he leans down and kisses my shoulder after pulling my bra strap down slightly and his hands circle around to unclasps my bra. 

"I want to feel you." he says as my bra falls to the floor, and he lifts off his own shirt next. 

Leaning down he kisses me, and I pull myself into him, my breasts pressing against his hard, warm chest. I slide my hands down, and undo his pants. I push them down along with his boxers, and he shuffles out of them as we kiss slowly. 

His hands go to my shorts, undoing my belt and my button and my zipper, then using his large hands to push them down. 

I step out of them , and he gently back me to the bed and lets me sit down, as his mouth follows mine, I push back slowly and he pushes forward making me lean back, and scoops me under my lower back with one arm and shifts me higher and higher onto the bed until my head is on his pillow. 

My body screams for his touch as he hovers over me. I fight my urge to moan, not wanting to make him think I'm trying to urge him to do anything more than what he's mentally capable of tonight. I can feel his dick me, and he's hard, and I'm wet and his hand slips along my side. It's a whisper of a touch and sends shivers through me. 

I feel my nipples hardening, with the space between us as he hovers, kissing me slowly, our tongues gently pushing over one anothers , each of us taking turns leading the kiss, his take is soft and gentle, mine is a bit more needy. 

I can't help but moan as his warm body sinks onto mine. I feel his body warm every part of me he touches, my hard nipples pressed into his chest, and I wrap my legs around him over his hips. 

Our mouths don't leave one anothers as his body moves slightly against mine, and his cock presses against my sex. 

He makes no comment of how wet I am, but he knows I'm soaked, because he groans as soon as his cock slides against me. 

He lifts his head, taking his lips from me, bracing himself on his elbows , he holds both hands on my face, lifting them, then brushing them back, pushing the stray baby hairs back from my face. 

"I know we should wait...that tonight isn't a good night...." he says. 

I just watch him, looking at his eyes as he looks back into mine, then all over my face, he seems to study every feature, his thumb even grazing over the arch of one of my eyebrows as he studies it. 

"I want you Arabella" he whispers. 

"I want you too." I say, trying not to sound as desperate for him as I feel. 

"I'm scared." he says. 

My eyebrows immediately pinch together as concern shows on my face. 

"What? Why?" I ask quietly, lifting my hand to his face. 

"I need you more than you need me." he says leaning down, kissing my worry lines between my brows. 

"That's not true." I say as he lifts his mouth from my forehead, and looks down at me. 

"I need you Matteo. Not just like this either. I really need you, all of you." I say and he lets out a tiny sigh of relief at my words. 

"We can wait." I say. "It doesn't have to be tonight." I add, slipping my hand behind his head, and gently pulling him to me. 

"As long as you promise to kiss me a little more first" I smile against his mouth before kissing him softly.

Having this large, underground fighter god, that so many find intimidating, be so vulnerable with me, makes my heart want to break for him, because I'm afraid to ask him the last time he was able to be anything but strong for the people around him. 

"I won't stop kissing you...ever" he says as his beautiful lips brush over mine and down my neck. My eyes flutter closed.

"I will kiss you everywhere Bella" he says his lips brushing over my collar bone and my breath hitches as his mouth moves slowly down my chest. 

"I'm going to kiss your breasts..." he says, his breath whispering over my hard nipple before he pushes his lips to it , and lets his tongue flick it softly and then sucks it gently, making me arch into the touch of his mouth.

He kisses the other and then down between them.

"I'm going to kiss your soft stomach" he says placing his lips in soft moving kisses over my stomach. 

"your hips" he says kissing them and then down my thigh.

"I'm going to kiss every part of you baby" he says, as he sits up, lifting my legs, to continue kissing over my knee and down my calf, and to the tops of my feet. 

I lay there, breathing excitedly, needing and wanting him so incredibly bad that I might cum just from his mouth exploring every single limb. 

He lowers my leg slowly and gently and then takes my hand lifting it, kissing it, and I smile as he leans  down as he kisses up my arm, and back up my neck. 

"turn over for me" he whispers in my ear, his hand gently already pulling at my hip to roll me over. I turn myself slowly, propping myself up on my elbows and Matteo hovers over me, I turn my face to his and he kisses my mouth again. I push my ass up, against him and his hard dick. He exhales and pulls his mouth from mine. 

"Behave Bella" he says and kisses my shoulder and then sweeps my hair over the other shoulder to the front and then his mouth moves across my shoulder blades. 

My fingers curl, gripping his sheets as I breathe in and out with quiet labored breaths as his mouth works down my spine making every hair on my arms stand up. 

He spends extra time at the small of my back, kissing the two dimples I have on either side. His tongue even greets them too, and he kisses them again.

His lips even kiss my cheeks slowly, his hands cupping my ass as he does, then spreading them gently.

"Matteo" I breathe his name as his tongue slides over me. 

I let out a moan and his thumb pushes over the now tight wet hole. 

"Is this okay?" he asks. 

I only nod as I bite my lip. Then let out a quiet yes as his thumb presses a little harder, rubbing in circles around my hole as his tongue takes turns, licking it slowly, wetting it. 

"oh my god" I whisper almost inaudibly as his thumb sinks into me.

I inhale sharply, and he swings his hand around, thumb still inside me and rubs two of his finger against my pussy, teasing my wet pussy.

"oh god" I moan and then lets out a little squeal as he sinks those two fingers into me. 

"tell me what you want Bella" he says, his fingers sliding in and out of my pussy and ass. 

"this" I moan. 

"Mmm" he groans slightly. 

"Do you want it harder?" he asks. I shake my head. 

"No" I answer, pushing myself back on his fingers. 

His thumb comes out and rubs my asshole and his fingers turn and he takes a turn at my g spot. I gasp, my hips lifting, he groans, and eats my ass as he fingers me. 

I've never been into it, but I'm pretty sure I'm into anything now, as long as it's with him. I curse as his fingers push over that spot.

I whimper as he pulls his fingers from me, but he lifts my hips higher, and tucks himself under me, making me straddle his face. 

"I need your cum on my face baby" he says before pulling me to him. I gasp, already pushes up on my hands, and rock my hips. 

I feel his tongue all over me and close my eyes. I've never felt anything so good. I've never had anyone made me feel as desired, as sexy as Matteo does. He makes me feel like a fucking queen when he makes me cum. 

"yes baby" I whimper as I rock my self, my pussy grinding over his soft warm tongue, listening to sound him tasting all of me. 

"oh my god yes" I whimper and then push up and look down, seeing his face in my pussy, his eyes up on me, his hands gliding all over my thighs and my ass as I ride him, touching me with his hands and licking me hungrily with his tongue. 

I gasp and grab his hair with one hand , pushing his head down slightly into the bed as I angle his tongue to where I need it. I see the grin on his face as I take control of his mouth. 

If Matteo wants to spoil me with orgasms, I will never stop him. 

I chase my orgasm, feeling it building, my other hand on one of my breasts as I grab it, gasping as I feel it start. 

"im cu-" I start to say but am too late to announce it as my breath catches and I cum hard, my hips bucking against his face, taking my orgasm in full. 

I curse when I can finally speak, my orgasm making every part of me spasm, I feel the entire thing roll through me and listen to the sound of the perfect man beneath me, groaning in his own satisfaction of my release. 

I slip my fingers through his hair again as I let my pussy grind his tongue a bit more and I bite my lip, as my hips twitch at moving my sensitive clit over his tongue. 

"so good baby" he groans into my pussy, and sucks on it. I moan and let him, even as I still tremble. 

Matteo pushes me off gently and then lays between my legs. 

"One more baby" he says as his two fingers slide into me. 

"I love making you cum Bella" he whispers against my inner thigh as he kisses it and his fingers work me slowly, but those finger tips pushing over my g spot each time they enter me. 

I moan as my hips buck now again, into his fingers, he moves the a bit faster, a bit harder, curling them a bit more. 

"mmmmmygod" I pant and arch my back. 

Within the minute, Matteo makes me cum again, causing me to squirt and he enjoys it by lapping up the mess from my pussy. He sucks my pussy, and his mouth makes delicious slurping noises as he cleans me. My body trembles with pleasure and Matteo slides up between my legs, and he pulls me to the other side of his giant bed, out of the wet spot. 

I smile as he pulls me to him, my back to his chest. 

He kisses below my ear. 

"Thank you." he says 

I smile. "I should be thanking you." I whisper over my shoulder, as his arm slides up, his hand resting on my breast casually. 

I feel him shaking his head behind me as his nose nudges against the nape of my neck. 

"You taste so good" he whispers. 

"It'd be rude not to thank you for letting me eat you out." he says. 

I give a slight laugh and place my arm over his as he still casually holds my breasts, and it somehow makes me feel safe and adored and I turn my head and he lifts his. 

"Goodnight Bella" he whispers, and kisses me.