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[ 09 ] MATTEO'S RETURN - SWEET HONEY

TOSHA

Matteo made his way to me through the steaming waters, his bruised hand swiping over his face to wipe the water from his mouth. His eyes remained fixed on my fingers as I continued to self please.

I played with my sex intentionally, slowing my tempo and leaning my head back as I began to stimulate my being.

"Ahh!" I moaned out, circling my fingers inside of me to intensify my gratification.

A strong hand gripped my ankles and I could feel beads of pool water falling around me as Matteo stood at the edge of the pool and yanked me closer to him. He took a hold of my wrist with his other hand and grabbed my hand away from my act of self pleasure. I watched him as he brought my hand away from my sex and closer to his face. He opened his mouth, taking my fingers into his mouth and sucking them, consuming my own juices completely.

The action caused a tingle to travel down my spine and the pulsing in between my legs began without missing a beat.

He licked each finger in its entirety, and kissed around my knuckles, and wrists.

"You like touching yourself in front of me?" Matteo questioned in a deep tone.

"I like when you're watching me." I responded, unable to control my desire for him.

Matteo smirked, his faint dimple appearing in his left cheek. He bit his bottom lip, his hands leaving my wrist and going back to my ankles. He rubbed them, bending down to leave kisses on my skin. His tongue licked up from my ankle, to my calf until he got to my knee.

I couldn't hold in my laughter. "You're tickling me," I giggled.

"I love hearing your laugh," He said. "But you know what I like hearing more than you laugh?" He kissed my inner thigh, his large hand rubbing my other calf up until he got to my thigh on the opposite leg.

"What's that?" I questioned.

"I like hearing when you moan." He told me, kissing so close to my center but not going all the way there.

I held myself up on my elbows, peering down at him as he teased me. I opened my legs wider in a butterfly position and used my feet to trail down his chest.

"Let's see just how much you can make me moan tonight, that is if you can," I tease further, trailing my toes over his nipples which caused his chest to flex.

I smiled at the reaction and he chuckled at my movement. He took my feet into his hands, locking a firm grip around my ankle and opened his mouth to take in my toes. While he did so, I could feel his other hand rubbing my clit. He rubbed my warmth sensually and I couldn't believe the sensation that shot through my body as he fingered me and sucked on my toes simultaneously.

"Oh!" I moaned out, shutting my eyes as I relished in the pleasure of it all. I leaned my head back as his thick fingers plummeted into my wetness and his tongue lapped on my toes.

"How does it feel, baby? I like when you talk to me when I please you." His voice was raspy through the crisp silence of the night.

My toes curled from his tickling tongue and he stroked his finger into me again.

"It feels so good. It feels...so..." I couldn't find the words of the contentment I was currently enduring.

I laid flat on my back and began to rub my nipples to further my pleasure.

"Good girl," Matteo encouraged. "Show me just how much you like it," He added another finger and increased his tempo.

While he finger fucked me, I pinched my nipples and tugged on them. My body rocked into his fingers and my juices increased. "Uh! Uhhhhh!" I cried out. "I want to feel your tongue on me." I told him.

"Tell me exactly where you want it, sexy," Matteo told me, pulling my toes from his mouth and resting it on his shoulder. He pulled me by my waist closer to him.

"I want your tongue inside of my wetness." I said.

"Here?" He licked my navel.

"No,"

"Oh, here?" He questioned, kissing my clit but it wasn't enough for me.

"No, where your fingers are." I said.

"Put my tongue where you want it to be, baby," He instructed. He pulled his fingers out of me and slurped up my juices from them.

I was in agony watching him enjoy tasting me. I needed to feel those lips, that tongue, lapping against my flesh until I was sore and raw.

I wasted no time in grabbing his head, and coaxing him closer to where I desired him to be. He obliged to my directions and without warning, he wrapped himself in between my legs, locking his arms around my thighs and sticking his tongue into my wetness with enthusiasm and cheerfulness.

"Yes! yes!" I let out as his tongue circled around my vulva, spitting into my center and slurping up my juices with gladness. "Oh my God!" I yelped, searching for his hands.

He could feel my hands searching for his and he released one of my thighs to connect his hand with mine, locking our fingers together and holding each other as he continued to eat me.

His groans increased and with each lick and dip of his tongue, he grunted out in pleasure.

I began to thrust my hips into his mouth, finding his rhythm and matching it. My legs felt weak from his passion to please me. I used my other hand to massage his curls, loving the feeling of his beard as it tickled around my sex.

I arched my back into his mouth, squeezing his hand and pulling his hair as he gently bit the side of my pussy lips.

"Matteo!"

"I'm here, baby. God, you taste like sweet honey." He stuck his tongue into my canal and blew out cold air to my clit and I pulled his hair again. "Yeah, you like that?" There was so much smugness in his voice but it didn't turn me off, in fact his confidence in teasing me only turned me on further.

"Uh, I want to feel you inside me." I admitted after a moment of him devouring me.

He sucked up more of my juices and then pulled his head from my grip. He looked up to me with the most desirable eyes. His low brown eyes held love and passion within them. He looked so pleased to see me, pleased and even more content that we were finally intimate with one another again. Be that as it may, there was still something in his eyes that I couldn't detect.

Matteo licked his lips and untangled himself from me. I watched as he took a step back into the water and stuck his hand underneath, revealing his black boxers. He pulled the boxers from the water, tossing them to the side and I bit my lip as he pulled his body out of the water.

Matteo sat at the edge of the pool completely in the nude and I couldn't catch my breath.

His broad shoulders were muscular and veins ran down his forearm and hands. His curls were damp from the water and although bruises were around his face and hands, it only increased my attraction for him.

He looked down at my body but lust didn't fill his eyes. There was something else dancing behind his pupils. The intensity of his stare was centered around adoration and appreciation.

I sat up and I reached out to him. The love within his eyes was undeniable. While I was so focused on the longing in his eyes, I had missed the sight of his bulging erection.

"Why'd you stop?" I questioned from his lack of motion.

He scanned my face and took my face in his left hand. He swiped my cheek softly and I sucked in the smell of him and the aura of my juices in the air.

"I'm in love with you, Tosh. Tonight was a lot and I don't want to release any of my pent up aggression into you tonight. Although I want to make love to you right here, I don't want to be distracted by sex, knowing other things are still unresolved out there." He told me sincerely.

My hands found his chest as I pulled myself closer to him.

"I think us making love tonight would bring us closer because of what happened tonight." I told him truthfully. "I have a lot of pent up emotions and you have become a safe place for me. I want you to feel safe enough to feel the same way,"

"I do feel the same, but I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to become too aggressive with you." He said.

I kissed his shoulder and my hands travelled down his chest lower to his abs and down his navel. "We can go slow tonight," I told him, touching his erection and feeling it jump in my hands.

He grunted as I wrapped his shaft into my hands. I rubbed his erection and his chest rose as the sensation began pulsing within his body.

He took my face into his hands, pulling me in for a kiss. As our lips met, I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

He welcomed my action and grabbed at my waist, pulling me to him until I was on his lap.

"We don't have a condom," I whispered as he kissed my neck and rubbed my buttcheeks while I straddled him.

"I will pull out." He told me back in between kisses.

"That's what you said last time,"

"Trust me," He chuckled and began positioning me to enter me. He kissed my lips again until he got himself and I in the right position.

I waited to feel the tip of his dick at my center and once I did, I opened myself up to receive him and sat down on it. Nothing could prepare me to receive the inches of his length. I held Matteo's shoulders tightly as he entered my warmth and my wetness welcomed him.

We both groaned out intensely as our intimacy increased through this connection. His tongue played a game with mine and I almost bit him as I felt a sturdy hand slap my backside. The sound bounced off of my flesh in a wave into the air but it only seemed to turn me on further.

He grunted as I began riding his dick, enjoying the sensation of feeling him fill up my insides whenever I went down on it. Our tempo was slow and our kissing was passionate.

I sang sweet melodies of moaning as he brought me down onto his lap and my wetness coated his thighs. The sound of my buttcheeks clapping against his skin filled the air and I took the initiative to push at his chest, causing him to lay down on the marble that surrounded the pool.

I used his position to elevate myself and I leaned down, with my butt in the air to better ride him. Our lips found each other again and our tongues flicked against each other while he gripped my waist.

He secured his hands around my sides, making sure that whenever I drew my body down, that I took in all of him. My breasts bounced as he began to quicken the speed of things just a bit.

"I love fucking you, baby. I need you," He whispered to me, taking full control of fucking me from down under.

I continued to match his thrusts. I lifted my hands and wrapped them around his neck, resting my head next to his as he continued to wedge himself into my canal.

"Yes! Fuck me, baby." I spoke to him, gripping his curls as my buttcheeks bounced in the air. Another slap was sent to my backside and I began to cream from pleasure.

"Drip on me, sexy. Tell me who's pussy this is?" He whispered deeply into my ears.

I continued to ride, my pussy dripping and clenching around his shaft. "This pussy is yours, babe." I proclaimed. "This pussy is all yours, Matteo!" I emphasized.

He made love to me with the right amount of aggression, passion and thrill. My moans collided with his grunts and together we fell deep in a world of ecstasy.

Matteo flipped us over, claiming complete dominance over me in pure sweat glazed muscle.

"God dammit, you are so wet for me, baby!" As He fucked me, he looked down at his work, swirling his dick in my wetness and causing my pussy to talk back to him.

I laid on my back now, embarrassed with how loud my own sexual organ was as she reacted to this man that was pumping into her.

"Fuck, you are so wet," He exclaimed, seeming shocked at his own abilities.

"And you are so big. Now shut up and kiss me," I grabbed him by his shoulders and his chuckles vibrated our bodies further as he pumped his member into me. "Uh, fuck me baby! Fuck me just like that!" I whispered into his lips as we shared another kiss.

He continued his pace, causing my sex to drip and cream from pleasure and want.

"I love you so much!" He told me, holding my head close to his and trailing kisses down my neck.

My fingernails clawed at his back the deeper he went inside me. I could hear him flinching but he didn't stop. He only dug into me deeper, only causing me to hold onto him tighter.

"I'm so scared of how much I love you," He whispered into my ear.

I rubbed his curls, my eyes becoming glossy as he pounded into me. With each thrust, pleasure overwhelmed me. "I won't hurt you, Matteo," I was able to muster out.

Matteo bit my neck and I moaned out as he began to slow down his pace. He leaned down into me, my breasts touching his sweaty chest. I secured my legs around his waist and locked my arms around his shoulders.

"I don't want you to ever leave my side." He told me, a slow thrust following and it almost felt like I was being hypnotized by a magnetic spell of love. "I need you, Tosh, like I need air. I will want you forever, I will never stop loving you."

In that moment, it felt as if my voice was silenced, as if I couldn't form any words to push out. His truth during this moment seemed to move something in my heart that was buried deep within.

Matteo took me places that I knew no other man could. Although he wasn't perfect, when I was with him it felt as if I was washed of all my sins. It felt easier to breathe in his presence. He took me where my fears lied, lost in a stream of love but full of so much potential and trust.

I wanted to be washed in his river of love. I wanted to go deep in love with him. I wanted to share my dreams with him. I felt safe with him. I loved to be around him. I wanted to whisper all of my secrets under the stars with him, create new ideas with him and open myself to every potential thought that came to his mind.

"I will never stop loving you," I could hear something in his voice but wasn't accurately sure what it was until I felt a tear drop fall onto my cheeks. As I opened my eyes, I could see that Matteo's eyes were lined with water.

In that moment as I stared at the man I loved, the only thing I could see was the hurt man that rode with me in the canoe when we went camping together. All I could see was the man that was too traumatized and scared to love again after being hurt by someone he trusted in the past.

I wiped the fallen tears from his eyes and held him in my arms closer, clenching my walls around his shaft as he penetrated me again with pure love.

"Matteo..." I was conflicted with my own feelings. I truthfully loved this man.

"Please, don't leave me," He whispered into my ear.

Tears began to form into my eyes and the moment between us felt extraterrestrial. Everything at that very moment felt surreal.

"I won't leave you, baby," I reassured him. "I love you with everything that I have inside of me. I want you and only you. I won't hurt you, I just want to love you." I truthfully spoke.

There was no one else that I wanted more than this man here. My body craved him. My soul begged to be with him. My mind was compelled to him.

He made love to me slowly, and our lips found each other again. My wetness engulfed his manhood and I clenched and unclenched my walls, playing a game of passion with him as he pumped himself into me. We stayed intertwined with one another, our sweaty bodies consumed with loving one another.

His tears fell onto my face and my own tears consumed my eyes as well. This was more than sex. This was an emotional exchange. This was love. This was passion. This was comfort. This was trust. This was everything that I didn't know I needed.

The more his tears fell, the more vulnerable my body responded and the wetter I got. I was so turned on by his openness, his demeanor of exposure. My pussy continued to sound, uncontrollably moist and dripping with wetness.

"Uh... I'm about to cum!" I whined out.

I began thrusting my hips up to meet his tempo. His grunts filled my ears as he nibbled and sucked on my lips. I fisted his curls, my body shaking as I met my climax under his dominance. My orgasm exhilarated my body and I dug my nails into his back as I creamed all over his length.

However, while I came, Matteo quickened his pace, swimming in my wetness until he finally released himself as well. He let out a loud groan, followed by a few swear words and swiftly pulled out of my warmth, releasing himself into the cloth of the boxers that he'd once slid off in the pool.

"Fuck, baby," He released himself fully and was finally able to catch his breath.

My legs were shaking as my orgasm took over my body.

"I love you," I reassured him as he cleaned himself up and wiped away his tears.

While I came down from my orgasm, he found a comfortable place in between my legs, and rested his head on my breasts.

"I love you, too. I want to go again but I need a minute. That was a lot for me," He said to me and I knew what he was talking about was more than the physical work of sex, but the emotional exchange we just shared with one another.

For the remainder of the night, we stayed intertwined in the presence of one another. Matteo laid on my breast while playing and toying with my other breast for comfort. I held him by his curls and kept him close to me as we laid under the stars, too consumed by our love to think about anything else.

And I didn't want to think about anything else.

Tonight was just about Matteo and I, loving one another and walking into another door of the progression of our relationship.