Matteo bit his lips out and then said the most shocking word that made her freeze. She never expected that from him.
“Just tell me where you’re going, princess,” he asked, and before she could respond, he proceeded. “We’re just getting started. Now! Take your hands off your boobs and give me a moment to adore you,” he stated as if it was a command.
Isabella was taken aback; she expected him to be disgusted with her body and chase her away, but he wasn’t. His eyes scarcely conveyed any judgment or disdain.
“I love what I saw, princess,” Matteo stated honestly, sending chills down her spine.
Isabella’s mouth went dry, and she couldn’t say anything. His remarks had made her quite flustered. Her boobs are big and saggy, but not as firm as those other teen females with petite boobs. She was curious as to what he found so appealing in them that he loves and wanted to admire.
“Let me see your body, princess; just give me a few moments to adore you.” Matteo spoke in a pleading tone, giving her those squinting stares that made his green eyes sparkle.
However, Isabella didn’t budge, nor did she make any attempt to remove her hands from her boobs, which left him feeling disappointed.
Isabella felt her pussy begin to tingle. ‘Oh sh*t’, why does everything about him turns her on? His figure, his long hair, those pink lips, the way he stares at her, and then those strong, veiny hands of his-who knew what those hands were capable of?
Isabella blinked, shocked that she had started having sexual thoughts about him. She began questioning herself: ‘What’s wrong with me? What exactly are his eyes doing to me?’ With those dreamy eyes of his, he seemed to be entrapping her under some kind of enchantment.
“Isabella,” Matteo drawled, not moving closer to her. “Take your hands off your boobs, or I’ll have to do it for you.” His voice was icy, forewarning of his intentions. He kept his stance, a few miles distant from her, where he could plainly see her body in full beneath the lights.
“I’m sorry; maybe we shouldn’t be doing this,” Isabella says, her pulse beating. She wasn’t sure what she was apologizing for, but she knew she had to in order to leave here. She sat up on the mattress and made a move to stand up and leave.
In an instant, Matteo rushed toward her and grabbed hold of her wrist.
Isabella stopped just as his hands held her wrist and stared up at him, an unknown fear seizing her.
Matteo stared intently into her eyes with burning lust. “Perhaps we shouldn’t,” he said calmly, squeezing her wrist. He went on, “Or perhaps we should.” With that being said, he yanked her hands away from her boobs, and they bounced out of her clutches.
Isabella let out a sharp gasp, “Sir!” And with her hands shaking, she tried to conceal her boobs from his gaze, but he still held her wrist strongly. She looked away just as her boobs were revealed to his hungry gaze. She assumed he’d be irritated due to the sag in her breast, but he wasn’t. She could hear him let out a low grumble as he admired her boobs in amusement.
“You have such a beautiful tits, Isabella. I can’t believe you’ve been hiding this beneath your dress for so long,” Matteo commented, his lips forming a nasty smirk as though he was turned on by the sight of her boobs on display.
Isabella became so highly aroused when he said those words.
Matteo exhaled, his cock twitching wildly at the sight. “You’re so sexy, Isabella,” he stated, like he really meant it, but she was skeptical. She assumed he was simply saying all that to make her feel good about herself. “Fuck princess, your body gave me a Hardon, so fuckin hot! You should see yourself nude, princess,” he said, and it took Isabella a while to comprehend what he had just said, which prompted her to gaze down at his pant in front of her.
Isabella was astounded when she noticed the huge bulge in his shorts. Her gaze had been fixed on his face the entire time that she had no idea he was growing so hard for her. She believed he must be feeling pain and discomfort because of the way it was molded enormously inside his pants. She felt an inexplicable pleasure run down her spine as she realized she was the reason for his stiff bulge.
Matteo gently pushed her back down to the bed, shoving his legs between hers as he pinned her hand right above her head so she wouldn’t be able to cover her beautiful tits from his lustful gaze. He captured her wrist with one hand, pressing it to the bed while his other free hand strayed down to cup her breast and give it a light squeeze in his grasp.
“Ah”, Isabella let out a gasp, her lips quivering. It felt so good, but she tried so hard to make no reaction by showing him how much she loved what he was doing to her.
Matteo grunted as he began massaging her breasts. He’d never felt anything as soft and warm as her boobs; they were so full and velvety in his hands that he wanted to grip them even more. He let out a groan to express how much he enjoyed the sensation of her tits. “Fuck Isabella! I love your boobs; they’re so soft. I could squeeze it all day.” He exclaimed obscenely as his calloused palm continued to squeeze her exposed boobs.
Isabella felt more at ease when he complimented her physique.
Matteo’s gaze was glued to her chest as he lavished his attention on her boobs. He lightly ran his thumb over her nipples while kneading her boobs in his palms. Her breathing became labored as she felt tingles surrounding her nipples. He began flicking his thumb back and forth across her nipples before rolling them between his fingers. She was thoroughly enjoying this, as evidenced by the way she made a feeble attempt to reposition herself beneath him. He pinched her nipples between his fingers and tugged on them.
Isabella gasped sharply, feeling her nipples tingling and electrifying pulses coursing through her body. Her nipples became incredibly sensitive and stiff as he continued to pinch and tug on them. “Ahhh,” she hissed, and he instantly came to a stop. When he abruptly stopped, she experienced both relief and reluctance.
“Matteo, could you please let me…” Before Isabella could finish whatever half-formed explanation her brain was urgently attempting to come up with, Matteo bent his head and kissed her soft, little lips. Isabella longed to beg Matteo to let her go, but he always had his ways of making her change her mind to stay. Matteo kissed her passionately before trailing the kiss down her neck. He tilted his head, kissing her neck, and without halting, he kept trailing wet, sloppy kisses down to the swell of her breast.
Fuck! She was his sin, which he was ready to commit and go to hell for. If only she understood what her body was doing to him, she wouldn’t be whining about not being attracted to him. Isabella tried to shift beneath him, but he slipped between her with his knees, holding her two hands apart, and pressed her to the bed, confining her below his weight and rendering her too vulnerable to move.
“Oh no…” Isabella exhaled quickly as his lips moved down to her chest. The way he kissed every square inch of her, leaving a trail of wet kisses all over her body, was a turn-on. He was kissing her body as though he cherished it, and it made her feel very special. She closed her eyes to savor the enticing sensation as Matteo kisses her chest while he made his way down to her boobs. His lips clamped tightly over her left nipples, and he began sucking them hard, then tugging them softly with his teeth.
“Ahhh…” Isabella cried out. It feels so good, and despite how hard she struggles to keep her moans under control, Matteo knew just where her weak spot was.
Matteo kept sucking her nipples firmly into his lips. He was captivated by the sensation of her black, tiny nipples in his mouth and couldn’t still wait to have a taste of her down there. He could sense she was enjoying this, so he grabbed her other boobs and caressed them while holding her down with one hand. He ran his flat tongue over her nipples. She gasped, then clenched her fists tightly in a hard grasp. When he saw she was attempting to restrain her moans, he grumbled. ‘Let’s see how long that would last, Princess’. He said inwardly and began licking and sucking her nipples quicker and harder in order to make her feel more pleasure. He could hear her breathing getting strained and her body trembling beneath him. He knew he was getting the best of her, and she would be under his control shortly.
Matteo flicked his tongue across her nipples, sending shivers down her spine. It felt so good that she closed her eyes and let out a hushed moan. He shifted to her right nipples and moved the tip of his tongue along the rims of her right nipples before sucking them into his mouth, hard enough to make her feel pleasure. He was really turned on when she couldn’t hold back her moans any longer and began letting out panting moans. He let go of her hand, trailing it down to grip her left breast while sucking hard on her right nipples.
“Sir, it feels so good,” Isabella moaned against her will, as she reached down to clutch the back of his hair and pressed his face against her breast. She couldn’t take it any longer and wanted him to suck her hard buds harder in an effort to make her climax.
Matteo kneaded her boobs while sucking on her nipples. He stimulated her sexually, and she had overindulgent pleasure from both of her boobs. He slid his hand down from her breast to her stomach. He ran his hand all over her stomach in small circles, then moved his hand across the delicate skin of her thigh. He lowered his mouth to her stomach and kissed it, then rolled his tongue over her inner belly button, showing her how much he loved it. She shuddered and giggled. Her whole body felt so soft, which caused his cock to jerk. He couldn’t stop himself from stroking her gorgeous, soft skin. So warm and incredibly smooth beneath his fingertips.
“It’s cute. I love it,” Matteo remarked as he gently squeezed her tummy before slipping his hand between her legs.