Free Web NovelChapter 206: Chapter 206: Drunk in Love, Loving You Sober
A gentle warmth filled Adrian’s eyes.
"I love you more," he replied softly. "You’re everything I could ever want. You make my life feel complete."
Matteo’s smile widened.
"Me too, baby."
Without looking away from him, Matteo lowered his head and pressed a tender kiss to the side of Adrian’s neck, lingering there for a moment before burying his face in the crook of his neck.
The bedroom was completely silent, the low, steady hum of the air conditioner fading into the background as golden morning light filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow across the tangled sheets.
Matteo inhaled deeply, murmuring against Adrian’s skin, "God, you smell so good."
Adrian let out a soft huff, a small chuckle vibrating in his chest. "I haven’t even showered yet."
"It doesn’t matter," Matteo whispered, pulling back just enough to look into Adrian’s eyes. His gaze was heavy, thick with adoration. "You have this natural scent that completely untethers me. Anytime I’m close to you like this, it makes me feel completely drunk."
Adrian smiled, reaching up to trail his fingers along Matteo’s jawline. "You’re just drunk in love."
"No doubt," Matteo whispered against his lips. "I am absolutely drunk in love with you." He pulled back slightly, smiling down at Adrian with undisguised affection.
"You’re beautiful when you smile," Adrian murmured, his thumb brushing over Matteo’s lips.
Matteo nipped gently at his thumb. "Don’t try to flatter me just to make me smile."
"No, I’m telling the truth," Adrian countered.
Matteo didn’t answer with words. Instead, he leaned back down, his lips locking onto Adrian’s neck, sucking the sensitive skin until a deep mark began to form. He inhaled the scent of Adrian’s skin greedily.
"God, baby... You smell incredible."
Adrian’s breath hitched, the warmth spreading through his lower stomach. He gripped Matteo’s shoulders, his voice dropping into a desperate, needy rasp. "Will you stop talking and fuck me already?"
Matteo chuckled against his skin, his hands sliding down to Adrian’s waist. "I want to take my time. I don’t want to rush a single second of this, Rian. I’ve missed you so much."
"I miss you more," Adrian groaned, arching his neck to give Matteo better access.
Slowly, Matteo began to unbutton Adrian’s silky nightshirt.
His fingers were steady as he undid the first button, then the second, moving down the placket until the fabric fell away, revealing Adrian’s smooth chest.
Matteo’s eyes softened as he noticed the faint, fading signs of healing in the bruises. He leaned down, his lips incredibly gentle as he kissed the marred skin, his tongue soothing the spot.
Adrian winced slightly as the pressure hit a tender spot.
Matteo immediately lifted his head to look at him, concern flashing across his face. "Does it still hurt, baby?"
"No," Adrian gasped, his fingers burying themselves in Matteo’s hair as he pulled him back down. "No, baby... please don’t stop."
The last remnants of hesitation in the room vanished. The only sounds left were the steady hum of the air conditioner and the deep, ragged rhythm of their breathing.
Matteo shifted his weight, his kisses traveling down from Adrian’s neck to his collarbone, and then further down until his lips found Adrian’s nipple.
The moment Matteo’s mouth locked over the sensitive peak, Adrian let out a sharp moan.
Matteo sucked the bud into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tip in slow circles while his free hand reached over to cup and exploit the other nipple. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, teasing Adrian mercilessly.
Adrian groaned, his head tossed back against the pillow. "Baby..."
Matteo’s tongue flicked expertly over the rigid peak, drawing a loud, broken moan from Adrian’s lips. "Matteo, please... stop teasing me. Let’s do it."
Matteo pulled back slightly, his dark eyes locking onto Adrian’s flushed face. His voice dropped into a deep, possessive growl.
"It has been exactly two months, two weeks, two days, and seven hours and forty-five minutes since I last touched you, Rian. I’m not going to rush this."
A faint smile tugged at his lips.
"If we’re taking it slow, then I’m going to savor every second of it. I’m going to consume you slowly, like a starving man enjoying his last meal."
Adrian let out a soft laugh, his fingers brushing through Matteo’s hair. frёewebnoѵēl.com
"That just makes me starve for you even more, baby," he whispered, a breathless smile tugging at his lips. "You seriously remember every single detail of the last time we touched?"
"I was counting every single hour," Matteo murmured, his thumb trailing softly over Adrian’s jawline. "So allow me to take my time with you." freewēbnoveℓ.com
Adrian leaned into the touch, completely surrendering to the intensity in Matteo’s gaze. "I’m yours, baby. Take me however you want."
Matteo carefully lifted Adrian, adjusting his body until he was positioned perfectly right in the center of the large mattress.
Then, Matteo sat back on his heels. His eyes never left Adrian’s as his fingers went to the buttons of his own black, silky pajama shirt. He unbuttoned it deliberately, parting the fabric to reveal his broad, muscled chest.
Matteo leaned forward, pulling Adrian up by his shoulders so they were sitting flush against each other.
The silk sheets rustled loudly beneath them, twisting with their movements.
Matteo brought his mouth back to Adrian’s chest, and Adrian didn’t hesitate for a single second. He wrapped his arms tightly around Matteo’s broad back, his mouth burying into Matteo’s neck as his hands slid down inside the waistband of Matteo’s pajama pants.
Adrian’s warm palm closed around Matteo’s cock. It was already rock-hard, the thick head throbbing and weeping with anticipation.
Adrian let out a soft murmur, his hand stroking the length gently while his lips moved from Matteo’s neck up to his jawline.
Slowly, Adrian pushed the silky pajama pants down over Matteo’s hips. Matteo wasn’t wearing any underwear; the moment the silk fabric slid down his thighs, his heavy, thick cock sprang free, fully erect, and fiercely throbbing against Adrian’s stomach.
Matteo gripped Adrian’s chin, pulling his face up into a fierce, consuming kiss. He sucked Adrian’s lower lip, his tongue sliding deep into his mouth, tangling with Adrian’s in a wild, desperate rhythm.
The kiss was deep and intoxicating, their breaths mingling in a hot rush. When they finally broke apart for air, a thin string of saliva connected their lips.
As they gasped for breath, Matteo leaned his weight forward, rubbing the hard length of his cock directly against Adrian’s smooth chest. Matteo let out a low, guttural groan, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his core.
With unhurried movements, Matteo rolled onto his back, settling comfortably on the mattress.
Adrian quickly stripped off the rest of Matteo’s pajama pants, discarding them onto the floor.
Matteo spread his legs slightly, his massive cock standing fully erect, pointing straight up toward Adrian’s face, pulsing with every heartbeat.
Adrian didn’t waste a single second. He lowered himself between Matteo’s thighs, his eyes locking onto Matteo’s as he wrapped his lips around the thick head of Matteo’s cock, taking the length deep into his mouth.
Matteo let out a loud, breathless groan, his hips bucking upward off the bed as the hot, wet friction encased him. He immediately reached up, his hands gripping Adrian’s hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as he began to control the pace.
"Baby..." Matteo moaned, squeezing his eyes shut. "Fuck... Suck me."
Adrian sucked him deeper, his throat accommodating the thick girth as he moved his head in a steady, relentless rhythm. He used his tongue to swirl around the sensitive ridge of the head before plunging deep again, taking as much of the length as he could manage.
Matteo’s breath hitched, his hands guiding Adrian’s movements, guiding him down to take those deep, soul-shattering strokes.
Adrian was incredible, his mouth exceptionally tight and warm, applying the perfect amount of pressure.
"Please, baby... let me take you deeper," Adrian murmured against cock, his hands gripping Matteo’s thighs. He didn’t slow down; instead, he picked up the pace, sucking faster and harder, the sloppy, wet sounds filling the quiet room.
Matteo’s groans turned into desperate cries...
