Hm...

"I leaned back in the plush seat, a translucent curtain drape over the VIP private booth covering the public from seeing what was happening inside. A form of barrier to provide some kind of privacy. Under the dim lighting of the club, you can only see a faint dark silhouette inside the private booth. The loud music in the club drowning out any noise inside the booth. I hired you to give me a private show, a stack of cash set aside on the table next to my glass of whiskey." “Come on, darling, move your hips more.” "I grinned slyly, taking a slow drag of my cigarette as my eyes glaze over your slender body moving sensually to the music. Your enticing body and the way you move your hips makes me so hard, my erection straining in my slacks in which I paid no mind, too focused on you."

"Mateo chuckled, taking another slow drag from his cigarette as he watched your every move. His dark eyes never left you; they seemed hungry for more. Setting down the cigarette, he reached over to the table and picked up a stack of cash. He roughly counted it out, tossing some bills towards you with a smirk." "I think I'll pass on that for now, Beyz. But don't worry; I have something else in mind."

*Standing up from his seat, he approached you slowly, stopping just within arm's reach. His presence filled the small space between the curtained booth and the stage where you danced. A predatory grin spread across his lips as he leaned in closer, their warm breath fanning across your

"Mateo's eyes darkened further at your offer, a predatory glint shining in their depths as he felt your warm flesh against his hand. He slid his fingers down your waist to rest on your hip, guiding you more firmly against him. A low growl rumbled in his throat, a mix of desire and possession. His other hand reached up to cup one of your breasts, thumb brushing over the hard nipple that had formed beneath the soft skin."

"Well done, Beyz..." *He whispered into your ear before capturing it between his teeth gently, leaving a sting that sent shivers down your spine. As he continued to fondle your breast and grind his growing erection against you, a thin line of saliva slipped from

"Mateo's eyes narrowed as he watched you slip off your shorts and reveal the sexy thong beneath. His grip on your hip tightened, guiding you against him once again as he felt the warmth of your body through the thin fabric covering your most intimate parts. As he pushed his thumb further into the small heart-shaped hole in your thong, he brushed lightly against your entrance, causing a shiver to run through you. The sensation only served to fuel his lust."

"My favorite color is... red." *His voice was low and rough, matching the predatory glint in his eyes as he looked down at you. He let out a slow breath and slowly removed his hand from your thong, reaching for the button of his slacks instead

"Mateo slid his zipper down, revealing the tent formed by his hard cock beneath his boxers. His hand reached back to fondle himself as he watched you dance, the sight of your writhing body against the pole doing nothing to ease his lust."

"As his breathing became ragged and he neared climax, he pulled you off the pole with surprising strength, bringing your body flush against his own. His hips bucked forward, pressing his aching cock through the thin fabric of your thong and into your dripping entrance. He groaned loudly, thrusting against you roughly, each plunge pushing deeper into your tight heat."

"That's it, Beyz... take it all." *He growled in your ear before biting gently on the lo

"Mateo was more than happy to meet your kiss, his tongue sliding between your lips as he continued to pound into you relentlessly. He felt the warmth and wetness of your insides enveloping his cock, driving him further into a frenzy of lust and possession. His free hand roamed over your body, squeezing your breast roughly before moving down to your ass, giving it a hard slap with each powerful thrust."

"You're so tight... so perfect." *He grunted between kisses, his hips working faster, the pace becoming almost brutal. His mind clouded with desire for you, leaving him lost in the sensation of your body beneath him and around him, taking everything he had to give

"Mateo growled low in his throat as you spoke, nipping at your earlobe before answering. His thrusts grew even more forceful, causing you to gasp and moan louder."

"You're right... I want you on that bed." "With a sudden twist, he spun you both around, pushing your back against the soft mattress as he maintained his brutal pace. Your legs dangled off the edge of the bed as he continued to slam into you, claiming you violently yet lovingly all at once. Every sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the private room, driving him further into madness."

"Take it all, Beyz... my cock, my cum..." *He panted heavily against your neck, holding nothing back

"Mateo didn't seem to mind your accidental touch, too lost in the pleasure of fucking you senseless. He felt your legs wrap around his shoulders and squeezed tighter, using them as leverage to thrust even harder into your tight ass. Your soft moans sent shivers down his spine, urging him onwards towards his impending release."

"It's alright... just enjoy it." *He growled, his voice thick with lust as he continued his brutal assault on your body. Sweat dripped from their brows onto your skin, mixing with the heat of passion that filled the room. With each powerful stroke, Mateo could feel himself getting closer and closer to emptying himself into you, marking you as his own

"Mateo grunted in response, his thrusts becoming even wilder as he felt your body tensing beneath him. The sight of you touching yourself only added fuel to his fire, making him want you more intensely than ever before."

"You're so damn sexy..." *He panted heavily, leaning down to capture your lips in a bruising kiss as he felt the first wave of his climax hit. With a primal growl, he pushed deeper into your ass, unleashing a torrent of hot cum directly into your bowels while his fingers dug painfully into your hips and shoulders to keep you from moving too much during the intense spasms of pleasure that shook his body.

"Mateo panted heavily, his body still trembling from the intensity of his orgasm. Slowly, he lifted himself off you, pulling your legs down gently as he did so. His softening cock slipped out of your well-fucked ass with a wet pop, leaving you both covered in a sticky mess."

"There you go..." *He whispered, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on your forehead before collapsing onto the bed beside you. His heavy breathing slowly returned to normal, and he laid there staring up at the ceiling, trying to catch his breath and regain some semblance of control over his racing heart

"Mateo glanced down at you, his dark eyes filled with surprise and warmth. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him on the bed. His muscles twitched beneath your soft skin as he contemplated what you'd said, the desire rising within him again despite just having cum inside of you."

"I could make arrangements..." *He murmured, his voice rough with barely restrained lust. Mateo wasn't accustomed to denying himself anything he wanted, especially when it came to someone like you who captivated him so completely. He considered how easy it would be for him to manipulate the situation in his favor

"Mateo chuckled darkly, his heart racing at the thought of spending more time with you. He knew what it would cost him, but he also knew that nothing was worth more than having you all to himself for as long as possible. Plus, there were ways around the boss's rules when one was the mafia boss."

"I think I can manage that..." *He whispered in your ear, nipping gently at your lobe before kissing his way down your neck. His hand found its way between your legs again, rubbing teasingly against your softened cock through your dirty thong. "Don't worry about the cost... I have ways of dealing with people who stand in my way."

"Mateo smirked, his eyes locked on you as you stripped out of your thong, leaving yourself bare for him. He licked his lips hungrily, imagining what it would feel like to sink back into that tight heat without any barrier between them. As you asked about the thong, he considered the teasing game you were playing and decided to indulge you just a little longer."

"Without it," *He murmured, his voice low and rough. "I want to feel every inch of you wrapped around me." His hand reached out to caress your ass gently before sliding up your back, pushing the red lace thong lower until it was pooling at your feet. "Beautiful..." He breathed, admiring your exposed entrance before leaning in closer, n

*Mateo chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against your skin as he nuzzled his face into your neck. "Don't be embarrassed, sweetheart," "He murmured, his warm breath causing goosebumps to rise on your flesh. His hands gently guided yours away from your manhood, allowing him a full view of what was now leaking from your well-fucked ass and dripping onto the bed sheets."

"You're perfect just the way you are... And I'll make sure no one else ever sees you like this." He nipped playfully at your earlobe before sucking gently, his hand sliding lower to tease your puckered hole again, pushing another moan from deep within you. "Trust me..."<

"Mateo took a deep breath, feeling his anger begin to subside as he focused on the intoxicating scent of your body and the warmth that radiated from your skin. He wasn't used to being jealous or having someone refuse him, but there was something about you that made him want more than just another night together. With effort, he pushed those thoughts aside and decided to try another approach."

"You are unique," *He whispered against your hair, his hands moving up to gently cup your face, forcing you to look into his dark eyes. "No other stripper has ever made me feel this way... And I won't let anyone else have what's mine." His thumb brushed across your lower lip before sliding down to tug lightly on your bottom lip, pulling it free from

"Mateo's grip tightened slightly on your face, his eyes flashing with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. "Is that so?" He murmured dangerously, his words laced with a threat that left no doubt about the consequences of defying him. Yet despite his anger and jealousy, there was a part of him that understood this was just your job; it didn't mean he had to like it or accept it easily. After a moment, he released you, sitting back on the couch with a huff of frustration."

"Fine," "He said curtly, trying to regain some semblance of control over his emotions. Looking down at you, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of another man getting their hands on someone he considered his own. It wasn't rational, but it was there nonetheless."

"If you expect me to just let you go without any reaction,

"Mateo's grip on your hand tightened to the point where it hurt a little, but he didn't let go. His anger was quickly replaced by frustration and irritation at your seemingly careless words. He knew you were just trying to be cute or considerate, but in his current emotional state, it only fueled his fire further."

"You really don't know anything, do you?" *He practically growled, his dark eyes boring into yours. "Tips are nothing compared to what I want from you. If giving me those damn tips makes you feel like you've done your job, then fine... Take them!" With that, he roughly shoved the stack of cash towards you, pushing some of it onto your lap before releasing his hold on

"Mateo's grip loosened slightly at your touch and the soft words that fell from your lips. He wanted nothing more than to keep you there, all to himself, but he knew it wasn't possible right now. The promise of having you all to himself during your day off was enough for him to reluctantly let go, releasing the death grip he had on your arm. With a deep breath, he gathered himself before answering."

"Fine," *He said curtly, though there was a hint of longing in his voice. "I'll be there." His expression softened slightly as he realized he was coming off too harshly; after all, this was just the way you spoke and acted to make him crazy with desire. Maybe giving him another day wouldn't be

"Mateo stood there, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked at you. He couldn't help but notice the subtle differences in your appearance; without makeup, your natural beauty shone through even brighter than usual. Seeing you in such a casual outfit only served to heighten his desires further. He cleared his throat, trying to regain some control over his emotions before stepping inside and closing the door behind him."

"Hey," "He replied gruffly, crossing the room towards you with purpose-filled strides. He took your face in his hands, looking deep into your eyes for a moment before leaning down to place a soft, lingering kiss on your lips. When he pulled away slightly, his voice was husky with desire." "You're more

*Mateo chuckled softly at your reaction, shaking his head slightly. "Don't be silly," he said, rubbing his thumb gently over the spot where you had kissed his palm. He sighed contently and pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist protectively. "Your natural beauty is captivating," he whispered into your ear before nipping lightly at your lobe, sending a shiver down your spine.

"As for the mess..." "He continued, his voice low and husky. "It doesn't bother me. In fact, it makes this feel more... real." With that, he began to gently nibble and kiss his way down your neck, his hands slipping beneath your shirt to caress your bare skin." "I

*Mateo pulled back slightly to look at you, a wicked glint in his eyes. "You're right," he growled playfully, "Breakfast can wait." He scooped you up effortlessly, one arm supporting your legs while the other kept you flush against his chest. With you in his arms, he carried you over to the couch and sat down, settling you on his lap.

His hands roamed over your body as he kissed and nibbled at your neck, causing you to shudder with pleasure. "I think I prefer this sweet treat anyway," he mumbled against your skin before sucking gently on the soft flesh just below your ear.

His actions were becoming increasingly insistent, his desire for you growing more intense by the second

*Mateo chuckled softly as he looked down at the cat that had replaced you in his lap, but the look in his eyes was still filled with desire. He began to gently pet Sindy while maintaining eye contact with you. "She's beautiful," he said simply, his thumb rubbing small circles on her forehead.

He shifted slightly, positioning his hardness against your entrance through your panties, teasing both you and the cat. "And it seems we have another little lover here," he murmured, his lips brushing against your earlobe before taking it into his mouth gently. With a devious smirk, he began to kiss and nibble his way back up to your ear, his hips starting an insistent grind against yours.<|im_

*Mateo growled low in his throat as he took in the sight before him: your naked ass presented to him so enticingly. He positioned himself behind you, his hardness pressing against your hole once again through the thin material of your panties. His hands moved up to caress your hips, his thumbs grazing over the waistband of your underwear, teasingly close to sliding them down.

His lips and teeth left a trail of fire along your neck and shoulders, nipping gently at your skin as he spoke in a raspy whisper. "You're so fucking sexy, Beyz. I can't get enough of you." With that, he gave your panties a sharp tug, sending them flying off to land somewhere on the

*Mateo returned your passionate kiss with equal fervor, his hands sliding up your sides to cup your breasts through the thin fabric of your shirt. He could feel your hips grinding against him, the friction driving him mad with desire.

He broke the kiss to look into your eyes, a predatory glint in his own. "I like it when you're bold," he growled, nipping at your lower lip. His fingers worked at the buttons of his jeans, unfastening them eagerly. With a smooth motion, he pushed the denim down over his hips, freeing his impressive erection. It sprang forth, thick and pulsing with need for you.

His arms wrapped around you tightly, pinning you against his chest as he res

*Mateo's gaze darkened, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes as well. "I would do this," he replied before leaning down to capture your lips in another fiery kiss. His hands moved up to cup your breasts through the thin material of your shirt, kneading them gently.

As you lifted your hips and slid closer to him, grinding against his hardness, Mateo let out a low groan deep in his throat. The feeling of your warmth enveloping him sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body. He grabbed your hips firmly, guiding you up and down his length with a practiced ease.

His fingers found the hem of your shirt and began to lift it off your shoulders, exposing more

*Mateo chuckled softly, his fingers running through your hair soothingly. "You won't need to worry about testing me anymore," he promised, nuzzling your cheek. He could still feel the aftershocks of pleasure coursing through him from their intense lovemaking.

Noticing your growling stomach, Mateo raised an eyebrow playfully. "It looks like you haven't eaten in a while. I wouldn't want my new pet to be hungry." With that, he got up from the couch and went into the kitchen, returning moments later with a plate of food. He placed it on the coffee table next to the couch before sitting down behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist again.

"Eat up," he

*Mateo's expression turned thoughtful, his fingers stroking your hair as he looked at the plate of food in front of you. He hadn't realized how neglected your diet had become, and a pang of guilt struck him. "I never thought about the little things, like grocery shopping, that people like Beyz would need to do."

He leaned forward, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke softly. "Perhaps it's not just rich people who should understand, but people like me, who are supposed to take care of those they love." His voice sent shivers down your spine as he continued, "You're going to have to learn to let me take care of you, darling. I want to make sure you're fed, comfortable, and happy."

His arms wrapped around you tighter, pulling you closer as he whispered, "And I think I

*Mateo chuckled lowly, his muscles tensing beneath your bite. "Such a stubborn omega," he teased, nipping lightly at the spot where you had bitten him. He took a moment to consider your request, weighing his options before finally conceding. "Fine, new clothes it is. But only because you're mine now."

He released you from his embrace, standing up and grabbing his wallet from the coffee table. "Come on, let's go shopping," he said with a smirk, extending his hand to help you up off the couch. His eyes roamed over your naked body as he waited for you to take his hand, that same possessive desire burning in his gaze.

With a sigh of

*Mateo raised an eyebrow at your question, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, I wouldn't mind seeing you naked," he purred, licking his lips subtly. His gaze followed you as you disappeared into the bathroom, taking in the sight of your leaking sperm before it disappeared from view.

As you cleaned up in the bathroom, Mateo decided to take advantage of the time alone. He searched through your discarded clothes until he found something that caught his eye - a lacy thong and bra set that was still relatively new. Smirking, he slipped them onto the coffee table next to the couch, waiting for you with anticipation.

*Mateo grinned, his fingers idly playing with the hem of your shirt as you laid on his lap. "Horny?" he echoed, feigning innocence. His arousal was evident through his swollen pants, pressing against your lower back. "Maybe I am," he admitted with a chuckle, nuzzling his face into your neck.

His free hand slipped underneath your shirt, tracing lazy patterns over your stomach as he whispered in your ear, "It doesn't help when you look so damn sexy, lying here like this." He gently nipped at your earlobe before continuing, "And if I do say so myself, those clothes you're wearing aren't doing much to hide your body from

*Mateo watched you with amusement, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "You know, you're quite endearing when you're angry," he remarked casually. His hand instinctively reached for one of the stacks of cash on the table before he caught himself, pulling back and resting it in his lap instead.

"Keep up your work ethic," he said nonchalantly. "Someone needs to appreciate the effort you put into looking so damn good." As for why he kept putting money everywhere, it was a mix of possession and envy. He wanted to mark his territory, to show everyone that you were his - including yourself. Besides, it never hurt to have extra cash lying around.

But rather than explaining this to you directly, he decided

*Mateo chuckled, shaking his head at your observation. "A cat with money, you mean." He considered your question for a moment before answering. "Surprise me," he said confidently, knowing full well that whatever you chose would be delicious.

As you ordered the food and waited for it to arrive, Mateo couldn't help but admire how easily you took control of the situation. It only served to fuel his desire further, his mind wandering to thoughts of tasting every inch of your body - something he was sure you'd never allow unless circumstances were drastically different.

When the food arrived, he graciously accepted

*Mateo raised an eyebrow as he took the beer glass from you, his gaze lingering on your face for a moment before returning to the glass. "That's quite surprising," he said casually, taking a sip of the cold beer. "But it's good to know you have your priorities straight."

He set his glass down on the table and picked up a piece of pizza, taking a bite and savoring the flavors. His other hand found its way back to your thigh, lightly rubbing the fabric of your pants as he continued to converse with you throughout the meal.

"So," he began, deliberately changing the subject to something less intimate, "have you thought about what you want to do with your share of all this money

*Mateo stiffened slightly at your kiss, his cheek tingling from your soft lips. "A stripper," he repeated quietly, trying to maintain an air of indifference while his thoughts raced with images of you on the stage, seducing others. "Well then, maybe I should consider increasing your salary..." He gave you a wink before returning his attention to his food, taking another bite and thinking over what he could do to further entice you into his world.

As you continued eating, Mateo's hand moved higher up your thigh, eventually cupping your ass through your pants. His touch was gentle but firm, leaving no doubt about his intentions as he began to grind his hips against yours in a slow, sensual rhythm.

*Mateo's eyes widened momentarily at your bold move, a mix of surprise and pleasure coursing through him. "Oh really?" he whispered, taking the pizza slice from you before taking a large bite. He never broke eye contact as he slowly chewed and swallowed, his other hand still gripping your ass tightly beneath your pants.

"Maybe I could help you with that," he said, his voice low and seductive. "As long as you understand that helping you means being more... involved in your life." He trailed off suggestively, letting the implications hang in the air between them.

After finishing the slice of pizza, he set it down on the plate and reached up to unbutton your shirt, exposing your smooth chest underneath.

*Mateo chuckled softly, his eyes fixed on your lips as you took a bite of the pizza. "Very well, but only because I can't resist." He leaned in closer, his warm breath tickling your neck as he trailed kisses down towards your breasts.

His hand left your ass to cup one of your breasts, gently kneading the soft flesh through your shirt. With practiced ease, he popped open another button, revealing more of your smooth chest before taking the pizza slice from you and setting it back down on the plate.

As he continued his path downward, his teeth nipped at the fabric of your shirt, tearing it slightly as he reached your sensitive nipple, his hot breath fanning over it before taking

*Mateo grinned mischievously, not bothering to hide his satisfaction at your reactions. "Is that so?" He murmured into your ear before nipping gently at your lobe, causing you to shudder slightly.

His hand continued to massage your breast through your shirt as he started to suckle gently on your exposed nipple, eliciting a soft moan from deep within you. The feeling of pleasure mixed with discomfort made him chuckle darkly against your skin.

"Such delicious reactions," he whispered against your neck before moving up again, kissing his way back up towards your lips. By the time he reached them, he could feel how hard you were getting beneath your clothing, and he couldn't wait any longer to

*Mateo laughed deeply at your crude joke, the vibrations causing further arousal between your legs. He took it as a challenge, if anything. "Is that so?" he asked mockingly, not budging an inch from his current position.

His hands slid further down your sides, cupping your ass through your jeans. Squeezing gently, he ground himself against you, making his hardness even more obvious. The teasing edge to his touch intensified with each passing moment, making it clear that he wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

As for letting you eat, well, that seemed less of a priority now. With one hand still playing with your nipple and the other firmly planted on your ass, he leaned in closer until their lips

*Mateo grinned wolfishly at you from his position on the bed, his muscular chest rising and falling with each deep breath. The sheets were in disarray, evidence of their recent activities still present. He leaned over and ran a hand through your hair, tugging slightly to force your gaze back onto him.

"You think I'm done with you?" He asked mockingly, the heat in his eyes undeniable. "I could easily keep going all night long."

He let go of your hair and reached for the duvet, tugging it off of you roughly. His gaze roamed over your exposed body, lingering on every curve before he climbed on top of you once more, pinning your legs apart with his own.

"No," he growled

*Mateo chuckled darkly as he felt you struggling against him, the futile resistance only serving to fuel his desires further. He grabbed your wrists in one hand and pinned them above your head with a strength that left no doubt about who was in control here.

"Oh, don't worry about the money," he whispered into your ear before nipping gently at the lobe again. "I'll make it up to you tenfold."

Without another word, he dove back in, kissing you deeply while one hand continued to play with your hard nipples through your shirt. The other moved lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your jeans to rub circles around your bare ass.

Despite your exhaustion and protests, your body

*Mateo grunted in his sleep as you pushed him off the bed, not yet fully awake. He rolled onto his back and let out a deep sigh before opening one eye lazily. Seeing your irritated expression, he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Morning sunshine," he purred, stretching languidly. "I hope last night was as enjoyable for you as it was for me."

He smirked at the dark circles under your eyes, the bruises on your body, and the bite marks adorning your skin. It was clear that despite your exhaustion and reluctance, you hadn't managed to escape his grasp entirely.

"Better clean up quick," he suggested with a casual shrug. "

*Mateo's eyes narrowed slightly at your words, a hint of annoyance flitting across his features. He climbed off the bed and began to dress himself, his movements deliberately slow and calculated.

"Very well," he said calmly once he was fully clothed. "I can wait until the scars heal."

His tone was deceptively gentle, but the glint in his eye suggested otherwise. It was clear that he wasn't about to let you go that easily. As if to prove his point, he leaned down and planted a firm kiss on one of the bite marks on your breast before straightening back up again.

"As for compensating you for lost wages," he continued, pulling out a stack of cash from his pocket, "here

*Mateo watched you with a mix of amusement and curiosity as you half-heartedly tried to find something to wear. He knew perfectly well that most of your clothes were either destroyed or out of reach due to his vigorous attentions last night.

After a moment, he decided to make you an offer.

"Alright," he said, casually tossing the stack of cash onto the bed beside you. "We'll do it your way. You have yourself a week at my place, no strings attached."

He grinned slyly at your obvious exhaustion and lack of resistance. This was just the opening he needed. "As for the boss," he continued, reaching for his phone, "I'll take care of calling him right now."

As he made the call,

*Mateo chuckled softly at your reaction, that gentle smile still playing around his lips. He shook his head slightly, as if amused by your mistrust.

"Oh, darling," he said with a soothing tone, "you're far too suspicious. I assure you, this is just a little game we're playing."

He slid his arms around your waist from behind, pulling you back against his chest. His breath fanned across your ear as he continued speaking in that smooth, enticing voice. "Besides," he purred, nibbling lightly on the lobe of your ear, "don't you want to spend some quality time together? A whole month alone, just us?"

As he spoke, his hands began to wander

*Mateo chuckled again at your sarcastic remark, but there was a hint of genuine amusement in his voice. He wrapped his arms tighter around you, holding you securely against his body. "Alright, darling," he said softly, standing up with you still in his embrace.

He carried you bridal-style to the door, taking care not to jostle you too much as he navigated through the lounge and down the hallway towards the elevator. The gentle swaying motion only served to emphasize how securely he held you in his arms.

Once they reached the car parked outside, he opened the passenger side door and carefully deposited you into the seat before rounding the car to climb into the driver's side. As he pulled away

*Mateo grinned at your reaction, seemingly pleased with the shock he was able to elicit from you. He chuckled softly as he carried you into the mansion, still cradling you gently in his arms.

"Oh, darling," he purred, placing you down on the plush carpet just inside the door, "this is only a small taste of what I'm capable of achieving."

His hands ran through your hair, tangling in the silky strands as he looked deep into your eyes. "Now," he continued, leaning in close so his warm breath tickled your ear, "I think it's time we got to know each other better."

As he spoke, one of his hands began tracing

*Mateo's eyes darkened with desire as you unbuttoned your shirt, his grip on the fabric growing tighter. When it finally came free from your body, he let out a low groan of appreciation.

"Oh, darling," he breathed, leaning in closer to nuzzle your neck, "you have no idea just how irresistible you are."

His hands roamed up and down your bare chest, tracing the curves and dips that were revealed. His fingers grazed over your nipples, causing them to harden under his touch. As his lips found their way back to yours, he deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of your mouth with expert precision while his hands continued their journey downwards, hooking into the waistband

*Mateo's eyes lit up with amusement as you bit his tongue, but he didn't flinch. Instead, he chuckled softly, the vibrations of his laughter sending shivers down your spine.

"Ah, yes," he murmured, his breath warm against your ear, "I remember that little incident. You were trying to cover up those tantalizing legs of yours, weren't you?"

His hands didn't budge from where they were hovering at the hem of your boxers, and his fingers seemed to dance along the fabric, teasing you with their proximity.

"But don't worry, darling," he whispered, his voice low and husky, "I'll make sure to buy you all the skirts, thongs, and shorts you could ever want. As long as you're mine, no one else gets to see you looking so sexy and delicious."

*Mateo grinned, seemingly unfazed by your threat of his clothing-destroying tendencies. Instead, he chuckled lightly and pulled you closer, his strong arms wrapping around you securely.

"Well, darling," he said, leading you up from the floor, "I suppose I'll have to find a way to control myself around you. Otherwise, we might end up with quite the collection of torn clothes."

As he continued walking, he began showing you around the mansion. There were numerous rooms adorned with luxurious furniture, artwork from renowned artists, and expensive knick-knacks collected from all corners of the world. The grandiose master bedroom had a four-poster bed big enough for twelve people and an en suite bathroom with a