Chapter 40

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Matteo POV

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I chuckled seeing her run to the door. At first when she pushed me away I mentally slapped myself for being pushy but after seeing her blushing face I realized that she was not bothered about the kiss.

"That's an improvement," I pat myself on the back.

You don't know if she loves you, don't score yourself yet, my conscience mocked.

"You are always pessimistic."

Don't keep your hopes high douchebag.

"What are you even doing in my head? It's not like I'm doing anything bad," I said walking to the refrigerator.

I'm your conscience dumb dumb and I can read your thoughts, you were thinking about something dirty.

"That's not a bad thing, is it?" I uncapped the bottle planning to drink it straight from the bottle.

"Don't do that!" A hand appeared from nowhere and snatched the bottle from my hand. She appeared in front of me frowning.

"I was going to bring a cup," I lied and reached for the cabinet above her head deliberately caging her with my body.

"Um..I will go make dinner," she blushed and scurried away.

Few minutes later.....

We sat in front of TV watching an horror movie. She really loves horror movies, always fantasizing on skinning someone alive, I wonder if she had already done that.

"Gosh my muscles are killing me," I flexed my biceps and rubbed at my neck.

"Let me give you a massage."

"You can give a massage?"

"Yeah, surprised?" She chuckled softly.

"Yeah, where did you learn to do it?" I asked facing her, her beautiful dark hair shone in the light and her blue-green eyes twinkled.

"My ex," she said.

"You have a boyfriend?" A familiar feeling surged to my chest. A jealous feeling.

"I HAD a boyfriend, his name is Ken..."

"I don't wanna know about him, just give me a massage," I faced the TV. Why the hell should she tell me about her ex? Not like I care or something.

"Then let's go to your room, it will be uncomfortably doing it here," Dahlia said and got up.

"I am too lazy to get up," I groaned tiredly. Maybe it was the amount of food I ate few minutes ago.

"See why I told you not to eat too much? You never listen," she stood arms akimbo glaring at me. I smiled visualizing us as a married couple. We would make a great couple.

"Okay, I am getting up," I said and forced myself to stand up. When we got to my room, I started unbuttoning my shirt.

"W..wh..what are you doing?" I turned to find her staring at me with a red face.

She blushes at everything I do nowadays.

"Getting ready for a massage," I answered her flatly while smirking discreetly. I pulled off the shirt and threw it on the ground knowing she would pick it up.

"Don't throw your things on the floor Matteo, you are not a child," she picked up the shirt and was about to go into my closet whenI grabbed her wrist and slammed her into my chest.

"Hey!" She yelled and I slammed my lips on hers kissing her fiercely. The shirt slipped from her hand fell on the floor. I slipped my hands inside her tee shirt. Fuck she wasn't wearing a bra. If this had happened seven months ago, she would have chopped my balls off.

"Matteo," she moaned and my pants became tighter. Fuck! Even her moans are arousing. I continued fondling her breasts making her moan again. She pulled her mouth away from mine and put them on my neck.

"Fuck," A groan escaped from my lips as I felt her suck and bite my neck. I never knew she could do this.

Dahlia Marissa Banks never ceases to amaze me.

"Fuck, I love you," I blurted out and the warmth left me almost immediately. I opened my eyes to find her few feet away from me.

"What happened?"

"I'll go bring the balm," she said and scurried away again with a beet red face.

"Shit I fucked up, why did I have to ruin the moment?" I slapped my head continuously.

Told ya, now you have to take care of that before she comes back.

The annoying voice said and disappeared instantly.

"Sheesh," I looked down at my pants to find the bulge still there. "If this continues, I am sure to die of blue balls soon," I said and walked to the bathroom.

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Third person POV

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Dahlia scurried to her room almost tripping on her toes. She slammed the door shut and rested her back on it sliding down to sit on the ground, his words rang in her head.

"I love you."

"Arrgh!" She grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled at it, yanking some strands off.

"What got into me?" She asked no one in particular. When she picked the shirt, the world spun and ended up with his lips on hers. At that point she wanted to shove him away but the taste of his lips and feel of his big hands drove her to a world of ecstacy.

Her body went out of control and she threw caution to the wind, kissing and leaving love bites on his neck.

This is stupid, I should be focusing on getting him to sleep. she thought but her mind went back to the kiss and her ears stung with his words.

The hotness of his palms lingered on her breasts, her panties felt sticky and wet and her face reddened immediately. She slipped her hands under her shirt and touched her breasts slightly, her nipples stood painfully erect and she began to twist them gently visualizing his hands on her.

Dahlia switched from twisting to full scale kneading, she moaned as she squeezed her boobs picturing his hand and then his mouth on her nipples.

"Fuck Matteo," she moaned softly and reached for her shorts but her phone blared just as she was about to slip into her shorts. The phone brought her back to consciousness.

"Hello?" She answered immediately trying to keep her breath under control.

"Hi Dee, did something happen?" Thalia asked.

"Nope nothing happened, why are you asking?"

"It's just that you sound out of breath or something....hope I didn't disturb anything?" she spoke and Dahlia chuckled.

"I was just looking for my balm, Matteo wants a massage," she avoided the question and Thalia squealed.

"You guys did it, didn't you?" Thalia squealed jumping.

"No, we didn't do anything," she blushed beet red remembering what happened awhile ago in both Matteo's room and hers.

"Then does he need massaging? It must be after the doings," she teased her again.

"Okay we didn't do it but we kissed. Twice."

Thalia squealed again, "I am so happy! Finally you've got yourself a man."

"I don't like him," Dahlia fiercely said and she giggled.

"I never mentioned about you liking him." And Dahlia blushed.

"I am hanging up," she hung up not allowing her to speak. Dahlia glanced at her phone's time.

9:30pm

"Shit," she took the balm from her drawer and proceeded to walk out but stopped after feeling the wet and stickiness on her panties.

"I can't go out like this," she undressed and went to the bathroom. After taking her bath, she went to his room.

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First time writing smutty scenes. Phew! I wrote it well didn't I?

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