Lib Novel Page 81
Only, this time I know I won’t be able to climb out. Won’t be able to just say, “Thank you for the good time, I will carry this night in my memories forever.” Because I want that forever with him.
I come to stand in front of him and Matteo pulls me in between his thighs. The back of his fingers trailing from my shoulder all the way down to my wrist where he wraps them around it and brings it to his mouth kissing the underside while his eyes never leave mine.
“Tell me, Zo.” His breath tickles the wet skin of my wrist and I shudder.
“Tell you what?” My breathing is ragged as my legs turn into pure jelly.
“The truth.”
I know what he wants to hear. I know he wants me to admit what I feel.
“I thought your manhood was threatened and you wanted me to rush?”
“What’s a few more seconds when I’ve already waited the whole day? This is a lot more important, anyway.”
Is he even real? What twenty-three-year-old considers emotional stuff more important than getting to the bedroom part? Apparently, my twenty-three-year-old. I search his eyes for a flicker of some hidden agenda, a lie that I somehow missed but I don’t find it.
No, there is nothing but longing for me and my answer.
“Tell me you’re only here because of Mellie. Tell me I’m delusional to think otherwise.” I swallow hard as my nerves betray me.
“Oh, baby.” Matteo’s posture softens, and he gently cradles my face, bringing the tips of our noses together. “I love that little girl with all of my heart. But you make up my soul. You run though my blood. You consume my every thought day or night. You are a part of me. The one who gave me that beautiful baby.”
My teeth sink into my lower lip as I watch this man. As I bring my fingers to his face, tracing over his perfect features.
How are you so perfect inside and out?
How did you crawl into my heart so fast?
Matteo stays silent the whole time I’m touching him. Patiently waiting for my very last walls to break off, clearing the path to my heart all the way while handing me the broom to sweep the ruble.
He’s just there. Always.
And I want to be there for him. Always.
Without taking my fingers off his face, I whisper quietly, “I like you, Matteo Orion Loverson. I like you very much. Too much. In fact, I’m probably falling in love with you, and I’m too far gone for you to be afraid any longer.”
Matteo doesn’t let me say anything else. Not a single word as he stands up fully and pushes me against the nearest wall, crushing his soft lips to mine.
He pulls back slightly, only to look at me with reverence and whispering “Zoe” into my mouth before he seals it with a soul-crushing kiss. His touch always had a toxifying effect on me but right now, tonight, it feels downright deadly.
My lower belly clenches as his hand drifts to my neck, wrapping around it and the other one tangling in my hair. My own body shifts closer, flush against his, needing more contact, more of his body, more of anything to do with him, and Matteo doesn’t hesitate to do the same.
He is crushing me into himself, almost as if he is trying to fuse us into one.
“My Zoe,” he whispers again into my mouth. “The one who stole my heart, my sanity and the rights for my cock who only wants you.” He pushes his very hard dick against my shorts covered, weeping pussy.
“You are all I am capable of thinking about, Beastie.” He kisses me hungrily. “I’m in so deep. My heart is yours.”
This time it’s me who pulls back and Matteo frowns a bit. “What’s wrong?”
“I wasn’t the first one to have it like you have mine.”
“What?” He looks confused.
“Your heart. You gave it away to someone before me.” Matteo visibly relaxes and smiles.
“No, I didn’t.” He plants a kiss on my lips, and I press my palms to his chest to halt him.