EroticReverie

I chew my nail nervously as I pace back in forth inside the home of a stranger. Gianna is with me. It's been hours, and I'm sick to my stomach, my eyes red, and my head pounding from crying so hard. 

"A..sit" she says, her knees bouncing anxiously and I just shake my head. 

"She's stressin me out man" I hear a guy whisper across the room and the guy next to him just gives him a glare. I ignore them I don't know them, and I don't care that THEY are stressed. 

"Where is he?!" I say my voice cracking for the millionth time. 

I don't know where the fuck my phone is, I can't text him. 

I jump when a car pulls into ther drive outside of the house.

"Get back!" one of them yells as I rush toward the window pulling open the curtain. 

One of the guys grabs me, pulling me from the window. 

"Get the fuck back!" he yells at me and I shriek.

"Is that him!?" I ask my body fighting against his hold as one of the other guys checks the window, with his hand on the gun slide in his pants. 

"It's the brothers." the guys nods, lowering his hand and walking to the door, as the guy around me releases his hold with a sigh. I fly to the door, flinging it open as I run barefoot from the house and by pass the sidewalk along the front of the house, to run straight across the manicured lawn to the car as the doors open.

"Matteo!" I scream at the car as I almost fall in the glass, stumbling over my shaky legs , the back door opens and Matteo is sliding out of the back of the suv. Shirtless, with a bandage at his waist. 

I stop dead in my tracks, tears fill my eyes as I slap a hand over my mouth to see the large white square of his dressed wound, with a dark red circle of blood leaking through.

"I'm fine Bella" he says wincing and I shake my head, moving forward, afraid to touch him anywhere, as my eyes scan his body.

"C'mon...inside." he says gently nodding to the house. 

"He shot you?" I cry, trembling. 

"Someone did. It's fine, just a flesh wound baby, c'mon" he says and lifts his hand to my back and guides me back to the house. 

Once inside with the door shut, he looks at me. 

"You're in such big trouble with me babe" he says. 

I shake my head. 

"I love you" I say and he gives me a little smile as I hesitate to touch him. 

"Are you hurt anywhere else?" I ask him and he shakes his head. 

He leans down, wincing. 

"Dont!" I cry and push at his chest. 

I grab his hand and pull him to the strangers couch, and he let's me help him sit, and I kneel next to him on the couch as he looks at me, but I keep scanning his body for more wounds, my hand reaches over to the dressing, hovering. 

"How bad is it?" I ask. 

"Told you babe, it's fine." he says. 

I look to his brothers. "Is he lying to me?" 

Giovanni and Santino both give a little laugh. Shaking their heads. 

"He's just got a little booboo." Santino says and I scowl at him. 

"How can you...how can you joke about this?!" I say angrily. 

"Babe" Matteo says, half laughing. 

I look at him. 

"Dont laugh!" I say, tears immediately well in my eyes and then his smiles goes away as they pour from my eyes. 

"I'm sorry, i'm sorry." he says, hissing as he goes to reach for me, but instead lifts his arm near my side and wraps it around me. I wrap my arms around his neck from his side, still on my knees and bury my face in his neck. 

"I love you" I weep into his neck and I feel him move, and hear the footsteps of everyone leaving the room. 

"Baby, look at me." he says. 

I shake my head , my tears spilling on his neck as I choke on my cries. I was terrified, out of my fucking mind, and these jerks were laughing like it was nothing. 

"Bella...please gorgeous..look at me" he says quietly. 

I sniffle , lifting my head and feel the tears fall from my lashes as I look at him.

"Gonna need you to stop crying for me , can you do that for me ?" he says softly and I nod, sniffling, breathing quickly and he hushes me, his hand stroking my hair. 

"Take a deep breath Bella..." he says. Spending the next few minutes just trying to calm me down, when Im not even the one who was fucking shot. 

"Nobody is ever taking me from you, got it?" he says and I nod and wipe my cheeks, even though I know he can't make that promise. 

"You were shot." I say, trying not to burst into tears again when I say it out loud. 

"I was. But I'm alright, I promise. It grazed me. Just looks worse than it is." he says and I still dont know if I believe him. 

"cmere baby" he says, and tries to tug me close to get me to move onto his lap. 

"no, ill hurt you" I say pulling back. 

"If you dont get on my lap right now, I will slap that fine ass of yours. " he says, his hand reaching down to my ass, grabbing it in my jeans. 

I know he's trying to make this light, but it's too heavy. I watched his own father point a gun at him, I was in a room where him and his brothers , and everyone else was being shot at. But I move onto his lap. 

He looks at me, as I look down to his side, careful not to move against the wound. 

"Can I get a kiss from my stubborn girl who doesnt listen to me?" he asks and I lift my eyes to him. 

"I love you..I had-"

"Just kiss me baby" he interrupts and his hand is behind my head and pulling me in. 

I press my mouth to his and I lift my own hands slipping them up his chest to his neck and up into his hair as I kiss him harder.  My emotions are a wreck, because I wasn't sure I'd ever kiss him again when he gave me to the guys outside the warehouse and had them take me away from the scene. 

"Bella" he groans my name and I grip his hair. 

"Dont ever fucking scare me again" I say , feeling his lips quirk as I kiss him. 

"Take your jacket off baby" he says and I do it, I sit up straight, shrugging it off and he smiles and lifts his hand on his good side to my the little see through bra underneath, tracing the lace part that covers my nipple. 

"When I'm all healed...you're getting fucked hard for running your sweet little ass back to where I told you to get the fuck away from." he says and I swat his hand away. 

"You'd have done it , if it were me." I say. 

"That's different." he says. 

"Fuck you, it is not." I say and lean back in and shut him up with a kiss and he groans into my mouth. 

"I'm so mad at you" I grip his hair again in my hands, my tongue pushing into his mouth.

"so fucking mad" I moan as I grind into him and he groans, his arm sliding up my back ,his hand slipping into my hair, and pulling it gently back. 

"Not as mad as I am at you" he says.

"deal with it King" I whisper against his mouth and then he grins before I kiss him again and our tongue are moving against each others. 

"Take your pants off baby" he says into my mouth. 

"Were in someone elses house" I say.

"Take your pants off Bella" he says and I lick my lips, looking around at the empty room. 

I push up carefully and take my pants off, and Matteo stands slowly and I help him and he smiles down at me. 

I help him with his before peeling my jeans down. I undo his button, his zipper and pull them down, and get on my knees. 

"Bella , not right now" he says as I take him in my hand and I look up at him, running my tongue along his length. 

"Shut up King" I say as I rub my lips over the head and then wrap them around it and suck him into my mouth. My man. Matteo Marchetti. "King" was mine. 

"Babe...fuck" he groans looking down at me as I place my hands on his thighs, my mouth moving up and down on his cock as I try to take him all in, knowing it's impossible. Loving him so much, I wish my mouth could take every inch, knowing he deserves every single bit of his cock buried in my throat. 

I suck faster, gagging myself a bit each time and he groans, sliding his one hand into my hair. 

"Babe, youre gonna make me fucking cum." he groans quietly. 

"I want to be inside you Bella" he whispers. 

I slip my mouth from him and nod. 

He sits carefully and waits as I push my tight jeans down, and decide to take off the bra as well.  I'm naked in a strangers house, and I don't care. I need to have him right now, I need to take him inside of me, and I get back on his lap carefully.

"God babe...you're so beautiful." he says as he pushes my hair back as I kiss him and reach down and guide him to me. 

I sink down onto him and I moan with a little whimper as he groans when I seat myself on him and rock gently. 

"Matteo" I whisper his name into his neck as he holds me, groaning as he tries to thrust, wincing. 

"Just stay still baby" I tell him and push him gently on his chest as I sit up, and I move up and down on his cock slowly. He looks at me, then looks over my body, down to where his cock moves in and out of my body. 

I tighten myself around him, gripping his cock and I watch his jaw clench and he groans. 

"Cum." I whisper. His eyes look up at me. 

Our eyes dont leave one anothers as I ride him slowly, gently, feeling him, tightening my pussy around him as he fights the urge to cum, but I win, breaking him down, and I feel his hot cum flood inside of me, filling me. 

"yes baby" I whisper, panting quietly. I settle on his cock and kiss his upper chest and up along his neck.

"I love you so much" I whisper against his skin, his hand slides up my back and into my hair, he clenches it in his fist.

"I love you " he says back, his breathing heavy as he tries to slow his heart rate down, coming down from his release. 

"I'll never walk away when you're in danger Matteo...don't ask me to...it's not fair." I say as I kiss his neck. 

He just groans and clenches my hair. 

"I'm the protector." he says. 

I lift my mouth from his neck and kiss his lips and then look at him. 

"And who protects you?" I ask, my fingers slipping up his face, as I stroke his gorgeous fucking face. 

"I do." he says. 

I shake my head. 

"I do." I say and kiss him again. 

He groans and kisses me back. 

"I love you so god damn much Arabella" he says making me moan. 

He nudges his nose against mine and I smile. 

"you better" I tease him and lick my lips, feeling him still hard inside of me. 

I look down between us and back up. I smile slightly. 

"I want to make you cum in my mouth" I tell him quietly and he groans and curses quietly as I carefully get up, his cock sliding out of me, his cum dripping from me as I get on my knees on the floor, and he scoots his ass forward a bit. 

"No arguing this time?" I ask, cocking a brow. 

He shakes his head. "No argument here...your mouth is fucking magic." 

I smile, and I take him in my mouth, and I let myself forget the past hours of the night, forget everything else, because nothing else matters when I look him, when I taste him and make him make those sounds.  I don't know what the rest of the night will bring, or if I should even feel as safe as I do right now with him, but I let myself be unconcerned with everything else but Matteo's pleasure right now. The man took a bullet tonight. For that he deserved his nickname of King. Because he was mine. My King.