Happy ending

"Matteo is sitting in he's brothers car who is driving him home. His brother is talking about the business party of their parents that is taking place on the next day." "I think Tanya would be a good choice as accompaniment for tomorrow's party." "Matteo's brother Francesco says. Matteo frowns." "What do you mean? I'll go with ell." "Matteo says in confusion and Francesco sighs." "You can't take ell with you. First of all only rich people will be there so they will attract attention and not in a positive way. ell does know how rich people act or dress, people will make fun of them. And lastly our parents won't be happy if you take her with you. Tanya would be perfect. She's beautiful, rich, humble.." "Francesco says and Matteo keeps quiet. He knows that Francesco is right, you don't know how to act infront of rich people. But how could he tell you that?" "The car arrives at Matteo's house and he gets out, says goodbye to his brother and enters with a weird feeling."

"Matteo's smile mirrors yours, his eyes sparkling with anticipation." "I think it's going to be a very interesting few days," he says, his voice low and husky. "He starts the car and pulls out of the driveway, the city lights twinkling like diamonds as you drive away from his parents' estate."

"Matteo's gaze drifts to the road ahead, his fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the steering wheel." "Because I think my parents are going to be surprised by how well you can handle yourself. And who knows, maybe they'll even come around to accepting you." "He glances at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners." "And maybe we can finally get married and start our own family."

"Matteo's smile grows wider, his eyes shining with excitement." "I am too, my sunflower," he says, his voice low and husky. "He reaches out and takes your hand again, his fingers intertwining with yours as he drives."

"Matteo's eyes flicker up to meet yours, a spark of desire igniting in their depths." "Ah," he breathes, his voice low and husky. "He squeezes your thigh gently, his fingers pressing against the soft fabric of your dress."

"Matteo's eyes lock onto yours, his pupils dilating with desire." "You're a wicked one, aren't you?" he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He squeezes your thigh again, harder this time, his fingers flexing against the soft skin."

"Matteo's smile grows wider, his eyes crinkling at the corners." "Oh, I think you are," he says, his voice dripping with amusement. "He leans in closer to you, his breath whispering against your ear." "You're a little minx, and I love it."

"Matteo's eyes flash with heat, his face inches from yours." "Ah, my sunflower," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers trailing down the curve of your neck."

"Matteo's eyes flicker back to the road, his jaw clenched in frustration." "Fine," he growls, his voice low and husky. "He takes a deep breath, focusing on the road ahead as he continues driving."

"Matteo's eyes flash with annoyance, but a hint of amusement creeps in." "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" he says, his voice laced with sarcasm. "He shoots you a sideways glance, his expression softening slightly." "I suppose it's flattering that you find me so...flustered."

"Matteo pulls into the driveway, the sound of gravel crunching beneath the tires." "We're home," he says, his voice low and husky. "He turns off the engine and looks at you, his eyes burning with intensity."

"Matteo's face falls, his expression crestfallen." "Oh," he says, his voice flat. "He looks away, his eyes clouding over with disappointment."

"Matteo's face brightens, his eyes snapping back to yours." "Ah," he says, a slow smile spreading across his face. "He leans in closer to you, his voice dropping to a whisper." "You're playing with fire, my sunflower."

"Matteo's eyes flash with excitement, his face inches from yours." "Oh, yes," he breathes, his voice husky. "He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as he leans in to kiss you."

"Matteo's lips crush yours, his tongue tangling with yours as he deepens the kiss. His hands slide up your body, cupping your breasts through the thin fabric of your dress." "God, I love you," he whispers against your mouth, his voice hoarse with desire.*

"Matteo's eyes flash with possessiveness, his grip on your breasts tightening." "No one will ever see you like this," he growls, his voice low and menacing. "He pulls back from the kiss, his chest heaving with excitement." "Let's go inside."

"Matteo pushes the door open, his eyes never leaving yours as he sweeps you inside." "Welcome to our home," he says, his voice dripping with seduction. "He pulls you close, his lips crashing down on yours once more as we step into the dimly lit foyer."

"Matteo's hands slide down your body, his fingers tracing the curves of your hips as he pulls you closer." "Why wait?" he whispers against your mouth, his breath hot and urgent. "He kicks the door shut behind us, the sound echoing through the silence."

"Matteo's eyes flash with desire, his pupils dilating as he devours your lips. He spins you around, pinning you against the door as he deepens the kiss." "You're so hot," he growls, his voice muffled by your mouth. "He grinds his hips against yours, the hardness of his arousal evident through their thin layers of clothing."

"Matteo's mouth follows the curve of your neck, his tongue tracing the path he's nibbling. He pauses at the base of your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine." "My sunflower," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He nips gently at your lobe, making you shiver again."

"Matteo's fingers dance across your skin, sending shivers down your spine as he slowly peels the dress off you. He pauses at the curve of your hips, his eyes burning with desire." "You're so beautiful," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He slides his hands around to cup your breasts, his thumbs teasing the nipples through the thin fabric of your bra."

"Matteo's eyes flash with excitement as he watches your reaction, his fingers tightening around your breasts. He leans in, his mouth hovering just above the lace." "I love watching you respond to me," he whispers, his breath hot against the fabric. "He gently bites down on one of your nipples through the lace, making you arch up towards him."

"Matteo's eyes roll back in his head as he succumbs to your touch, his mouth devouring the fabric-covered nipple. He groans softly, the vibrations of his hum sending shivers down your spine." "Ah, yes," he whispers against your skin, his fingers digging into your hips as he holds you close.*

"Matteo's mouth releases your nipple, his eyes flashing with triumph as he gazes up at you. He smiles, a wicked glint in his eye." "You love it when I tease you," he whispers, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "He trails kisses down your stomach, his fingers tracing the curves of your hips as he makes his way to the edge of the bed."

"Matteo's lips linger on your stomach, his tongue tracing the curve of your navel. He looks up at you, his eyes burning with desire." "You're so beautiful," he whispers, his voice husky with need. "He slowly slides off the bed, kneeling beside it as he gazes up at you."

"Matteo's eyes flash with excitement at the use of the term "Daddy". He smiles, his face lighting up with pleasure." "Oh, sunflower," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear." "You can call me whatever you want, as long as it's something that makes me hard."

"Matteo's eyes gleam with desire as he hears the word. He leans in, his mouth claiming yours in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands slide up your thighs, pushing them apart as he settles between them." "You're so wet for me," he whispers against your lips, his fingers tracing the outline of your sex through the thin fabric of your underwear.*

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as he continues to tease you, his fingers dancing around your sex with increasing urgency. He smiles, a wicked glint in his eye." "Yes, because I teased you," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He slides one finger inside of you, feeling your wetness envelop him."

"Matteo's eyes lock onto yours, his gaze burning with intensity as he feels your body respond to his touch. He adds another finger, scissoring them apart to stretch you further." "You're so tight," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He leans in closer, his mouth inches from yours."

"Matteo's fingers move in and out of you, his thumb rubbing against your clit with increasing pressure. He gazes up at you, his eyes burning with desire." "You like that, don't you?" he whispers, his voice husky with need. "He leans in closer, his mouth inches from yours."

"Matteo's eyes flash with excitement as he feels your body respond to his touch. He smiles, a wicked glint in his eye." "You like that, don't you?" he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He adds another finger, stretching you further."

"Matteo's fingers move in and out of you, his thumb rubbing against your clit with increasing pressure. He gazes up at you, his eyes burning with desire." "You're so wet," he whispers, his voice husky with need. "He leans in closer, his mouth inches from yours."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as he continues to tease you, his fingers moving in and out of you with increasing urgency. He smiles, a wicked glint in his eye." "You're so close," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He leans in closer, his mouth inches from yours."

"Matteo's lips crash down onto yours, his tongue plunging deep into your mouth as he devours you. His fingers continue to move in and out of you, his thumb rubbing against your clit with increasing pressure."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as he feels your body climax around his fingers. He smiles, a wicked glint in his eye." "Ah, my sunflower," he whispers against your lips. "He slowly pulls his fingers out of you, bringing them to his mouth and tasting the evidence of your pleasure."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as he savors the taste of your orgasm on his fingers. He closes his eyes, a look of pure pleasure crossing his face." "Mmm," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He opens his eyes and gazes at you, a wicked glint in their depths."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as he brings his fingers to your lips. He gently pushes them against your mouth, encouraging you to taste the evidence of your own pleasure." "Taste yourself," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as he feels your tongue wrap around his fingers. He closes his eyes, a look of pure pleasure crossing his face." "Ah, yes," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He slowly pulls his fingers out of your mouth, leaving them wet and glistening with your saliva."

"Matteo's eyes flicker down to your hands as you unbutton his shirt, a slow smile spreading across his face." "You're making me feel like I'm the only man in the world," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He leans in closer, his chest inches from yours."

"Matteo's eyes burn with desire as he feels your warm breath on his ear. He shivers, his body responding to your words." "You're mine," he whispers back, his voice low and husky. "He wraps a hand around the back of your neck, pulling you in closer."

"Matteo's chest rises and falls with a deep breath as you finish unbuttoning his shirt, revealing the hard planes of his torso. He gazes down at himself, then back up at you, his eyes burning with desire." "You're making me want to take you right now," he whispers, his voice husky with need. "He reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair behind your ear."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as you push him down onto the bed and begin to undress him. He lies back, his body relaxed and open to your touch." "Ah, yes," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He gazes up at you, his eyes burning with need."

"Matteo's eyes widen in pleasure as you sit down on his cock, his body tensing with anticipation. He lets out a low groan as you slowly slide down onto him, taking him deep inside." "Ah, yes...you feel so good," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as you start to move your hips, his body responding to the sensation of being inside you. He lets out a low groan, his fingers digging into your waist as he tries to control himself." "Oh, yes...you're so tight," he whispers, his voice husky with desire. "He thrusts up into you slightly, meeting each downward motion of your hips."

"Matteo's face contorts in a mix of pleasure and frustration as you continue to move slowly, his body straining against the restraint." "Ah, Cammy...please," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "He tries to pull you down onto him again, but it's clear that he's struggling to hold back his own release."

"Matteo's eyes flash with desire as he starts to thrust into you with a frenzied intensity, his body overcome by the need to release." "Ah, yes...oh, Cammy," he gasps, his voice hoarse with passion. "He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you down onto him as he pounds into you again and again."

"Matteo's eyes roll back in his head as he feels your body respond to his thrusts, the sound of your moans and gasps driving him further into a frenzy." "Ah, yes...oh, my sunflower," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart. "He pounds into you harder and faster, lost in the intensity of the moment."

"Matteo's eyes snap back into focus as he feels the sudden gush of fluid around him, his body tensing in surprise and pleasure." "Ah, yes...oh, Cammy," he whispers, his voice full of awe. "He slows to a stop, holding himself deep inside you as he gazes up at you with a look of wonder."

"Matteo's face breaks into a wide, triumphant smile as he gazes up at you, his eyes shining with pride and pleasure." "I knew I could do it," he whispers, his voice full of satisfaction. "He pulls out of you slowly, holding himself still for a moment before gently rolling onto his back beside you."

"Matteo's eyes never leave yours as he lies beside you, his chest still heaving with exertion. He reaches out and gently strokes your hair, his touch tender." "I'm glad I could make you feel that way," he whispers, his voice husky with emotion. "He pulls you closer to him, holding you tight as if trying to absorb the moment."