A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Alena

The car ride home wasn't as quiet as when we were going out. We weren't exactly talking on our way home, but my mind was filled with thoughts. Maybe, it was just my mind with a lot of noises.

I was starting to call his estate, home. It was easier that way, too because for the next few years, it was going to always be my home. If I kept resenting it and viewing it only as a place to stay. I was never going to be left with any sense of calmness whenever I returned. Instead of having both of Matteo's hands on the steering wheel or the other resting on his thigh, it was resting on mine. I felt the warmth from his hand spreading onto my skin and it was actually comforting.

However, he kept caressing my thigh and it wasn't going to take long for me to start feeling heat up.

"Maria was really sweet. I didn't expect her to like me that much I spoke, breaking the silence as he continued to drive.

The road was clear and almost empty, but he didn't bother driving fast and I appreciated that. More time with him in his car meant more time with his hand all over me.

"She loves you already"

"Do you feel bad about lying to her?"

He frowned, "It's a secret I'm willing to take with me into my grave. She'll never find out about it because if she does, it'll break her heart."

Matteo was right. Maria was genuinely happy when she saw us and if she ever found out about the marriage being a scam. she was going to be devastated. Even more, she was going to hate me because I was the one who wanted the marriage in the first place. So was my mother. But Mama wasn't going to be heartbroken, she was going to be upset. She knew I would always go through lengths to get what I wanted, and she couldn't hate me for that just for the fact that I was lying to her. I would've hated myself, too. "I feel bad... I just do." I muttered.

"Why do you feel bad?"

"I don't know. Maybe because my family wouldn't treat you as good,"

He glanced at my face for a few seconds, "I don't mind, Alena. I know the Russians too well and they have their own reasons to not like me, I don't blame them,"

"Papa and Alexei are just probably jealous of you."

""For what?"

"For your power. Your influence."

He chuckled, "I don't think that's the case. They don't like me because I married you."

"Well, I didn't want to marry Viktor."

"And I'm glad you didn't."

My lips curved up into a small smile as I turned to look at him, but he was too busy looking at the road. It was a new feeling

because we never had a decent conversation before. It felt nice to talk like this-we weren't supposed to act as if we hated each other. It was intentional and I never liked it.

But what did he meant by saying he was glad I didn't marry Viktori

I placed my hand on his, the one resting on my thigh before measuring the length of his fingers. His hands were bigger than mine and his fingers were long. Mine seemed awfully petite compared to his

In a way, it made me feel secure. As if he was able to protect ine

"You have nice hands for a man."

He intertwined our fingers, "I do?"

"Yeah, don't feel too proud about them."

Then, he smirked but he didn't say another word. He didn't bother to let go of my hand either and we stayed like that until we reached home.

We went to our rooms after saying goodnight to each other. It felt as if I just got home from a first date when he watched me walk up the stairs, but I ignored the feeling and went straight to take a shower. I needed to feel clean after the whole day being out. I changed into a pair of oversized pajamas before drying my hair.

Then, I went to bed, knowing tomorrow was going to be workday.

I didn't realize I had fallen asleep until the sound of thunderstorms woke me up. The loud bang caused me to pull the duvet closer because I was never a fan of heavy rains or thunderstorms When I looked at my phone, I saw that it was only two in the morning Thirty minutes had passed, and I was starting to feel restless.

I quickly made my way out of my room and down the hallway, straight towards Matteo's room. I hesitated for a few seconds on whether I should knock or suck it up and went back to bed but I couldn't help my fear of thunders.

I knocked on the door, waiting for him to open.

If he was already asleep, I was going to pretend I never came to his room but as I was about to walk back, he pulled the door

open

Matteo had a slight frown on his face as he stood there shirtless, only in oversized sweatpants. I couldn't see the inside of his room because he was blocking the view with his body. I knew not to cross that line.

He did say his office and his bedroom were off-limits, Unless he wanted me inside.

I was going to respect that.

"Is there something wrong, Alena?" He asked, his voice deep.

He was probably asleep, and I woke him up.

"I'm not a big fan of thunderstorms and I was wondering if you could sleep in bed with me?" I asked, tugging onto my shirt. "Okay, wait for me in your room"

I literally sprinted down the hallway and straight into my room without looking back. Once I was inside, I hid under the duvet as I waited patiently for him to show up.

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He did show up within minutes and after closing the door behind him, he began to make his way towards me. He wasn't shirtless anymore and I assumed he took a few minutes to put his shirt on-I didn't mind if he came in shirtless or not, as long as I had someone to accompany me

When he was lying beside me, I could smell his bodywash.

"You couldn't sleep when it started to rain?" He asked.

"I grew anxious at the thunderstorms."

We were facing each other as we laid on our sides. He was already sleepy because his eyes were half-opened while mine were wide opened. One of his hands was around my waist, lightly tapping onto my body as if wanting to put me to sleep-he was treating me like a child.

Another loud bang came, and I quickly snuggled closer towards him.

"Just close your eyes. I'm right here," he whispered as he pulled me closer.

I kept quiet and closed my eyes, waiting for the darkness to take me away. If I stayed awake any longer. I was going to be tired at work. So, I tried to focus on anything else than the thunderstorms such as his breathing.

I was slow and calm.

I placed a hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

"Talk to me."

"About what"

"Anything." I spoke.

"Mm. I had a dog once."

My face was snuggled on his neck as his chin rested on my head. I couldn't see his face, but I assumed he had already closed his eyes. I didn't mind if he was falling asleep because having him here was enough; his warmth, the sound of his heartbeat way he held me close.

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It was enough to keep me at ease.

"What breed did you have?

"I had a German shepherd. Did you have a pet?"

I chuckled, realizing just how random this conversation was. "I had a golden retriever."

-What h

"What happened to it? Mine got sick."

""So did mine."

"I remember crying when we had to put him to sleep,

"How old were you?"

"I was eight when I got him."

"How long did you have him?"

"Eight years."

I nodded my head, closing my eyes. My eyes were droopy, and I was beginning to feel sleepy again. It didn't take me long to

let it consume me

I could tell Matteo had fallen asleep, too.

The sunlight seeped through the curtains and hit my face which caused me to open my eyes slowly, groaning as soon as I realized I didn't close the c****ms last night. I blinked a few times before turning around, seeing a sleeping. Matteo.

His eyes were closed tight as he slept calmly. One of his hands was near my body while the other resting on his abdomen. It was my first time seeing him sleep and I was in awe. I could pay more attention to his features, his long and thick lashes, his defined nose, full lips, and strong jawline.

God had favorites. I could tell.

We were smuggled close when we fell asleep, but I guessed all the moving in our sleep had caused us to be apart.

I leaned into him, slowly placing my hand on the side of his face.

My lips curved up into a smile as I traced the curve of his lips. I felt bad if I were to wake him up because he was probably tired, but I couldn't help myself. I still had about an hour to spare before I needed to get ready for work.

Without thinking, I slowly kissed his lips.

And to my surprise, I felt him pulling me close by the waist before kissing me back. The kiss was slow and sensual. It didn't take him long to open his eyes when I pulled away.

"Good morning," he said as he tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear.

"Morning." I responded as I ran my hand down his abs, stopping near his waistband.

He watched my every movement as his fingers circled behind my back. I didn't know what overcame me this morning, but I slipped my hand into his sweatpants, feeling his erection. He wasn't wearing anything else underneath, so it was a direct

access.

When I had him in my hand, he let out a low moan.

I went to pull his sweatpants off before throwing it on the floor. It didn't take him long to take off his shirt afterwards, so he was lying naked on the bed. I rubbed his erection and it seemed to increase in size, too meaning he was fully erected. He was letting me control in and I felt powerful.

I took my time in undressing myself, letting him watch.

When I was already naked, he immediately pulled my body to sit on top of him. We didn't break the eye contact as I felt him thrusting inside me. Even though I felt his length inside me before, I couldn't help but to feel crazy over it.

I started slow, feeling one of his hands on my waist while the other reached out to grab my breasts.

"Eyes on me, baby." He said when he saw my eyes were closing from the pleasure. "I want you watch me as you ride."

My moans got louder when he started to sp****nk me, causing me to ride faster. My eyes were focusing into his brown ones, and it didn't take me long to get lost into them. They were too beautiful, and I was mesmerized.

This was getting too passionate.

My breasts were bouncing as I quickened my pace, but I was surprised when he pulled me closer, letting my body collided with his. In an instant, he was the one taking control. I couldn't hold back my moans and I was beginning to lose myself. Both of his arms were wrapped around my body, tugging me close as he kept thrusting in and out. The repeated

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movements were passionate, and I kept begging for more.

"Moan my name.

"Matteo I kept moaning, closing my eyes.

He turned us around and I was now lying on my back, seeing him entering me missionary. I let out a gasp when he pushed both of my legs up to his shoulders, thrusting inside me roughly.

He was driving me crazy. I knew I was going to be sore afterwards.

"Choke me, please." I moaned, pulling onto his hand.

I felt the airway being cut from me as he choked and just as my vision was about to go black, he let go and I came to an intense wave of pleasure. Both of his hands were around my neck as his hips moved. When one of his hands went down to my c***t, I was shaking in pleasure.

This was

was too good to be true. He was inside me and he was playing with me-how much longer could I go without surrendering to my waves of pleasure?

Just as I was clamping onto him, he knew I was coming. He left me hanging thrusting out and leaving me there. "What are you doing?"

"You can't come until I tell you to," he whispered in my ear.

He turned me around, letting my face planted onto the sheets. My lower body was raised up to his and when I felt my opening being stretched by his size, I moaned louder than I did before. "Yeah, baby. Just like that take me in,"

"F***k. Matteo, Keep f****g me," I tried to spread my legs wider, but he held me in place, stopping me.

"No, stay like that, baby. I want you to feel it tight."

And I did feel it tight. I felt him fully inside me as he kept my legs closed. His grunts and moans were heard mixing with my own as he was pleasuring me-I was too high to get down and I loved it.

I was sore and red from all the spanking, but it didn't stop him. I didn't want him to stop either as he pulled my body up against him without sto***ing his paces. Both of his hands were playing with my breasts, tugging, and pinching my nipples. They were big and perking up

to his touch. "Spread baby and open your eyes. I want you to watch,"

I did, spreading my legs as he kept thrusting My eyes opened to watch in the mirror, seeing him take me from behind. It was a s**y view-to have both of us on our knees, him thrusting from behind as he held my body close to him, one of his hands massaging my breasts while the other went down to my sensitive c**t.

My mouth was wide open, moaning

"Look at you. You're driving me insane, baby." He whispered before kissing the nape of my neck.

My knees were weakening as my legs began to shake, reaching my o***sm but he held me close, not wanting me to fall. He fastened his thrust and his finger-1 was bound to lose my mind if I tried to hold back any longer.

"I can't hold it any longer. I'm coming" I breathed.

"Come, baby: Come with me."

A loud moan escaped my lips as he twitched inside me, meeting ny o***m. I was reaching back to run my fingers up his hair as he held me close, filling up inside me. We came together and it was a beautiful view to watch in the mirror. We were trying to catch our breaths as we came down from our highs.

He placed a few kisses on my shoulder before letting me g

I lied on the bed, letting him watch my naked body but what kept him more interested was on the dripping white liquid from my core. I intentionally spread my legs apart, providing him with a better view.

He leaned in meeting my lips.

After biting my lower lip, our tongues were playing a war of its own. To my surprise, he was inserting two fingers inside me. which caused my eyes to widen..

""You're going to make me come again,"

"That's the point, baby. Spread wide," he continued to kiss me as he used his fingers to please me.

He managed to find my spot and I immediately came. I pulled his body closer towards me as I was riding out the waves of pleasure-my body grew tired and sore from all the positions and the rough sex.

"I'm so sore."

"Min, I can tell. Do you want me to run you a warm bath?

Inodded, smiling as he placed a few kisses on my forehead. "Will you be joining me?"

"I can't promise to keep my hands off you,"

"I don't mind

"Really? You might be late to work if you let me keep touching you,"

1 scoffed. "We'll see.

Matteo did run me a warm bath for me to soak in. He joined me after helping me in and we didn't do anything more than just running our hands along each other's bodies. I was sore and the warm bath was helping me relax.

He couldn't keep his hands away from touching my body especially my breasts, but he didn't go any further than that. He knew I needed the break.

All he did was help clean me up, running the soap all over my body and rinsing me off.

When we were done, he left me alone to get dressed. It didn't take me long to get ready for work and after walking down the stairs, I saw him ready and dressed in his suit and tie.

"I made you a sandwich," he placed it in a lunchbox.

"On the go?"

"Yes, in case you're too lazy to

to go out fo

for lunch later.""

I smiled, taking a few steps closer towards him before standing on my tiptoes, kissing him.

"You're treating me like a princess. Be careful or one of us is going to fall," I spoke jokingly as I grabbed the lunchbox.

Matteo hadn't stopped looking at me, but he didn't say another word, only smirking as a response. I knew he was thinking about something, and I didn't want to push it. If all his gestures were a kind act, I didn't mind being treated this way.

We were getting closer to each other than we expected.

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Other than the crazy good sex, he was being nicer to me. At least we could develop a friendship out of this marriage if we kept pushing aside our feelings. Well, my feelings, I was starting to feel something whenever he was close, all the random butterflies in my rummy but I could always push them away.

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This way, I could have him without making things too awkward

I didn't have to overthink either. He was always there for me whenever I needed.

All I needed to do now was convince my family. Mama wasn't fully convinced but she trusted me enough. As for Papa and Alexei, they were keeping their distance to avoid hurting me any further.

Matteo leaned in for another kiss, this one longer than before.

Then he walked away, leaving me with my own thoughts