He took a seat, leaning back against the deep cushions while holding me, letting me settle smoothly right on top of his lap, straddling his thighs and facing him directly.
As I settled against his lap, Matteo reached down between our bodies. His hand wrapped around his thick, rigid cock, giving it a few fast, friction-filled strokes to coat it.
Then, he placed his large hands firmly on my hips, gently lifting my butt.
He aligned the thick head of his cock with my entrance. Slowly, he began to lower me down. The sheer width of him stretched me to the absolute limit as he slid inside.
"Oh god, Matteo—" I groaned loudly, burying my face in his neck as his thick length filled me inch by inch, stretching my walls completely as I settled all the way down on him.
"Baby..." Matteo groaned, his voice deep and rough as his hands gripped my hips. "You are so tight, baby."
I looked directly into his eyes, and the sheer intensity of his gaze made my heart race.
