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Matthew leaned against the sink, so close that our bodies almost touched and I could smell his minty bubble bath.
“How about a little bet?”
I had a feeling I wouldn’t like what he was going to suggest , but I waved him on.
“If I can give you an orgasm today, let’s put the ankle monitor back on. If you can resist my skills, let’s throw that thing in the trash.”
“Just one?”
“Greedy girl,” he said jokingly, his dark eyes sparkling with excitement. “I thought you weren’t attracted to me? Are you worried that your body won’t be able to resist me ?”
I wished he was wrong, but my body really was a horrible traitor. I had lost count of the number of times we had sex in our short marriage. “No of course not. But one orgasm seems to lower the bar for you, don’t you think?
“Oh, I don’t. We both know how stubborn you can be and I promised Luca to put that ankle monitor on you . I can’t make it too easy for you to get rid of it again.”
His eyes were drawn to my breasts, then lower. “Then what do you say? Resist the orgasm until midnight and you’ll be free of the monitor.
I pulled away from him for safety. “All right.”
“Of course you can’t simply avoid having an orgasm by preventing me from touching you. You have to give me a fair fighting chance.
I huffed. “A fair chance? What’s fair about that?”
Matthew shrugged. “Deal?”
“I accept,” I said reluctantly before rushing into the shower and closing the door. It would not stop Matteo, but he did not try to follow.
Smiling, he walked toward the bedroom. ” I will wait for you. ” Okay, I had to put myself in a state of mind of complete calm, I had to find a way to make myself immune to whatever Matteo was going to do. The problem was that my pulse was pounding with excitement when I thought about what he was going to do. Damn. I closed my eyes and opened the ‘cold water. Out of breath, I began to shake and slowly my excitement subsided. After another couple of minutes, I stepped out of the shower, frozen to the bone and, hopefully, dull enough to resist Matthew at least for the moment. I headed into the bedroom. Matteo lay on the bed in all his naked glory with his arms crossed behind his head.
I was actually happy about his confident smile because it only strengthened my resolve to resist him. Straightening my shoulders, I walked past the bed, determined to head for the locker room. “Shouldn’t we get up?”
Matteo’s smile widened. “We have some time. Or are you afraid of losing our bet?”
I started toward the bed without adding anything else.
Matteo’s eyes followed my every movement. I should have bet that he would not be allowed to come. That bet I ‘d have won with no problem judging by the hunger in his gaze. Matteo sat me on top of him and kissed me. He took his time, his hands only lightly stroked my back, yet the pressure between my legs was already almost unbearable.
I tried to think of something else. Anything, really, and somehow Matthew seemed to sense that I was pulling away.
He turned us around and hovered over me, and then my torture began. His mouth closed around my nipple, nibbling and licking it, before moving to my other breast and lavishing it with the same intention. He rested his palms against the blanket of the bed, trying to calm his breathing and quickened pulse.
Matthew cupped my other breast and squeezed it harder than intended. I arched up from the intense sensation, then quickly relaxed again. I couldn’t make it too easy for him.
He would be even more pleased if he turned me on so quickly.
Looking up at the ceiling, I focused all my attention away from Matteo’s mocking lips. He giggled against my sternum, then licked a trail to my navel. “So stubborn.”
I knew the moment Matteo opened my legs, he would see how much my body craved his touch. There was nothing I could do about it. Maybe there was a way to have an orgasm without Matteo noticing? By now that was almost my only hope because I was pretty sure my body would betray me.
With a mischievous smile, Matteo moved between my legs and pushed his palms under my butt and then pressed his mouth to my heated flesh. I held back a moan at the feel of his tongue. His eyes were on me, so possessive and hungry that I was even more aroused.
I closed my eyes tightly, trying to block what Matthew was doing, but he was making it difficult for me.
“Delicious,” he murmured, then gave another lick. “You are so good, Gianna. I want to eat you out every day. He dipped his tongue into my opening before drawing softer circles with the tip of his tongue, only to enter me again. I clenched my lips to hold back a moan. His hands pulled my legs further apart and then his fingers gently opened my lips to give him even better access. His tongue barely touched me, so soft that my toes curled from the intense sensations. “You can pretend this doesn’t do anything to you, Gianna, but your body betrays you.”
Damn, as if I didn’t know.
“Are you going to keep your eyes closed all the time?” he asked in a mocking tone.
My eyes widened and I stared at him.
He raised his head with his damn shark smile, his chin glistening with my juices. “That’s better,” he murmured before lowering his gaze to my center again and lightly rubbing his thumb over my clit. His tongue slid over my inner thigh before biting it lightly. More moisture formed between my legs and Matteo’s smile widened even more. “See, you like this.” He slid his thumb between my folds, then brought it to his lips and licked away my juices.
“Hmm.” I knew I should have closed my eyes again but it was impossible. Instead I leaned back on my elbows to get a better view. This was a losing battle anyway, so I might as well enjoy it to the fullest.
Matthew raised his eyebrows. “Raise the bar?” He dived again and I threw my head back, not even bothering to hold back the groan. Screw the stupid bet and the stupid ankle monitor. My calves began to spasm and trembling spread throughout my body as pleasure surged through me. I could not think of hiding my orgasm. No chance in hell.
I arched off the bed, letting the pleasure consume me.
Strong cries came from my lips and I let them out without restraint.
Finally, I caught my breath. Matthew raised himself up on his elbows. The look on his face made me regret my weakness. “Maybe an orgasm was really unfair,” he said in a rough voice.
“You think?” I whispered breathlessly. “How about an additional bet? All or nothing?”
“I’m listening.”
“If I can make you come, you lose and I won’t have to wear the ankle monitor again. If you resist, I’ll put that thing back on without protest.”
Matthew sat back on his heels, presenting his rock-hard cock. I leaned forward and tightened my fingers around its length with a look of defiance. “So what do you say?”
“Why should I risk losing if I can only win the same thing again?”
I licked my lips and squeezed his cock once. “Are you afraid of losing?” I repeated his previous words.
He chuckled, “Of course not. The bet is open. I’m in your hands.”
“Lie down,” I ordered, wasting no time. I would win this bet, no matter what.
Matteo I dropped onto my back beside Gianna and crossed my arms behind my head. Gianna seemed quite confident.
My cock was already hard from licking her and she probably thought I wouldn’t last long. She didn’t know me very well.
She knelt beside me, then lowered her head very slowly, her eyes glued on me, teasing and damn sexy.
Did she know how much her gaze turned me on? That look alone made my cock twitch. Gianna curled her fingers around my base and swirled her tongue around my tip before taking me all the way into her fucking hot mouth. I enjoyed watching my cock disappear between her pink lips. When I hit the back of her throat, I almost moaned.
Gianna smiled at my width as if she knew exactly what she was doing to me. And then she started humming and the vibrations went straight to my balls.
“Fuck,” I growled, which only seemed to spur her on even more. She moved her head up and down, looking me in the eye, and massaged my balls as best she could.
“You are so good at this,” I said.
She rolled her eyes, and damn if that didn’t make her even sexier. Her red hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks as she took me deep into her mouth.
I wasn’t going to last forever. I never thought I could win so well, never wanted to win. All I wanted right now was to enter Gianna’s hot mouth.
I ran my hands through her beautiful locks. The muscles in my thighs stiffened, but I repelled the sensation. It was too damn great to end so soon, and knowing Gianna I would have to wait a while before she gave me another blowjob. She looked like a sex goddess. Fuck it. I had wanted to see her like this for a long time; I had daydreamed about it. I moved my hips and felt my balls tighten. Gianna sucked even harder. Not that I needed any more conviction. All I wanted was to pour into her. And then I fucking exploded. Gianna didn’t back down. Hell, she kept sucking even as I shot down her throat. With a long groan, I let my head fall back and my body went limp. Gianna raised her head and wiped her mouth with a wide smile. “I win.”
I laughed quietly. “You did. Congratulations.”
“So I never have to wear the ankle monitor again?” she asked with a hint of suspicion.
“That’s the bet.” I didn’t tell her that I felt like the real winner. I would never have liked to see her wearing the ankle monitor; it had always seemed like sacrilege to cage her like that. I was glad she would never wear it again, even if it meant I had to keep an eye on her, and Luca would probably punch me.