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Chapter 30
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MatteoThe suite unfolded before us. The first thing you noticed wasn’t the space. It was the light. Evening had settled over Miami, the sun bleeding its last fire into the horizon, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire skyline glowed. And right in the middle of the living room, a pool shimmered beneath golden light. Its water caught the sunset like melted amber, soft waves dancing against marble edges.Beyond it, a terrace opened wide to the city below… plush white loungers, a table laid with champagne, and the faint hum of traffic far beneath us.Adriana stepped inside slowly, her bare feet sinking into the velvet rug with wide eyes.She took it all in…the chandelier above the pool, the sleek glass bar lined with bottles, the grand piano near the window, even the scent of roses that drifted through the air.“Oh my God…” she breathed. “Matteo, this is—”“Home,” I said quietly, watching her face.She turned to me, lips parted in disbelief. “You call this a suite?”I s
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Matteo Adriana’s head rested lightly against the window, her fingers brushing the edge of her tulip bouquet as the city blurred past in streaks of light. Miami was loud, sun-soaked, and a little too alive. I watched her take it in… the towers of glass, the ocean winking like a jewel, and I felt the same strange tug I always did around her. The one that made me forget who I was supposed to be.She turned to me, eyes soft but cautious. “Where are we going?”I smiled, keeping my voice even. “An A-list hotel suite. Top floor. We’ll stay there for a while until things are settled.”“Settled?” she echoed. The way she said it made my chest tighten.I reached over, brushing my thumb against her knee. “We’re meeting Gabriel tonight.”Her body went still. Just his name did that, and I couldn’t blame her. Gabriel wasn’t easy for anyone. Not for me either.“He’s waiting for us at the penthouse bar,” I said quietly. “He wants to see you, too.”Her eyes flickered with fear and curiosity, somethi
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Adriana“You want that, baby? You want me to fuck your mouth like my whore?”I was panting, drooling, naked on my knees, and I whispered hoarsely around his cock, “Yes, sir.”That was all it took. His cock rammed into my throat in one brutal thrust, and I gagged, choking, eyes streaming. He didn’t stop. He pulled me down again, harder, deeper, his grip on my hair turning punishing as he used my mouth without mercy. Each intrusion was violent, his cock battering my throat until I couldn’t breathe, my moans spilling out broken and desperate.“I like watching you like this, Adriana,” he growled, his pace savage. “Looking so fucking slutty with my cock down your throat.”I reached for his balls, massaging them gently as tears blurred my vision, and he whimpered… Matteo whimpered as his thrusts turned erratic. His voice broke into a chant of my name, guttural and ragged, until suddenly he groaned loud and long, and I felt it.Hot, thick cum shot down my throat in heavy spurts, endless a
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AdrianaI could have sworn Matteo had been lying beside me before, but when my eyes fluttered open I found myself sprawled naked across the jet’s bed. The sheets clung to my skin, damp from sweat and sex, while he sat nearby, watching me with that hawk-like stillness he carried even when he was at rest. His eyes roamed over my body slowly, not just with hunger but with something heavier possessiveness, protection, maybe even guilt.Every part of me ached.My middle throbbed where he’d driven himself into me over and over, my nipples were raw from his teeth, and angry red handprints bloomed across my skin like proof of the way he’d claimed me. Bite marks scattered over my chest and shoulders, bruises rising in shades that told their own sinful story. And still, when I looked at them, heat crawled up my neck. God help me… I blushed.“Princess,” Matteo’s voice cut through my haze, low and rough, and my gaze snapped to him. He had that look, the one that undid me every time.I pushed
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Matteo“You look beautiful, princess,” I said, pressing a kiss to Adriana’s forehead as I guided her into the car.She nodded, smiling shyly. If she weren’t careful, I’d take her right then and there just for flashing me that damn smile.“Thank you, Matteo. You look nice too.”She wore a wrap sunflower dress that hugged her curves before sweeping down to the floor.When she lifted the hem to step into the car, I caught sight of the white Hermès slippers on her feet. One of the first gifts I bought her after I got out of the hospital. Her sleek, black hair was tied into a high ponytail, simple but perfect.She looked breathtaking. Too breathtaking. And a part of me itched to grab a fistful of that ponytail and watch those pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock.She caught the way I was looking at her and dipped her head shyly. My wife was still so easily flustered around me. That shyness wouldn’t last forever, I’d make sure of it.“I’ve never been to Miami before, you know,” she murm
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Adriana“Girl, you fucked him.”I nearly spat my latte back into the cup. Heat shot straight up my neck as I slammed it down on the saucer, coughing so hard the woman at the next table gave me a scandalised glare.“Ruby!” I hissed, leaning forward like I could smother her voice with nothing but sheer panic. “Can you not say that so loud?”Ruby only smirked, all glossy lips and sharp cheekbones, her iced coffee straw dangling between perfectly manicured fingers. “What? I’m just stating the obvious. Look at you, your hair’s glowing, skin glowing, hell, even your soul looks like it just had an orgasm. Don’t tell me Matteo isn’t putting in work.”My stomach knotted, and I buried my face in my hands, groaning. “You are impossible.”“And you missed me,” she fired back instantly, that mischievous grin widening as she leaned across the table.Ruby’s grin lingered, but her eyes softened, her straw stirring the melting ice in slow circles. “You know… You look different, Adri. Not just the glow
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