~Adrian's POV~
A wild shiver ran through my entire body. I smiled, my hands gripping his broad shoulders as the dirty talk went straight to my groin. "Yes, Daddy... I love how that sounds."
Matteo didn't waste another second. He hooked his strong arms under my thighs and lifted me effortlessly.
He carried me over to the heavy glass table on the rooftop and sat me down on the edge, spreading my legs wide.
I leaned back on my hands, my chest rising and falling rapidly as my cock stood completely upright, pointing directly at his face like a decadent meal being served right to him under the stars.
Instead of diving right in, Matteo pulled over an outdoor chair and took a seat right between my spread thighs.
He sat perfectly eye-level with my groin, taking his time to admire the view.
