Aurora

Throughout the day, Matteo was not at home. Aurora spent most of her time cooking with Malinda and watching a new series that she discovered on a site called "Netflix ". She used it to make the time move a bit faster or distract herself from missing Matteo since he wasn't there with her.

It wasn't until late at night that she decided to go to have a shower but instead of having one in her room, tonight she showered in his bathroom. She loved the way he smelled and secretly used the products that he used on himself which was just his body wash.

She dried herself off and realized that she had left something behind and that was her pink nightie that she had left on his bed. The door had opened the second she stepped out of the bathroom, and she nearly fell over her own feet when she caught sight of Matteo entering his room.

He looked worn out and his eyes were cast down to the floor. Her embarrassment was quickly replaced with concernment when she took in his sagged shoulders and the tired sigh that escaped his lips. He had not seen her yet, but she stepped forward towards him, wondering what was going on.

"Is everything okay? " she asked him softly.

He spun around, a small look of surprise on his face from hearing her voice.

He inhaled a sharp breath when he realized the small towel was the only thing that covered her lady parts from being exposed. She was much more concerned about his state than caring about how she looked.

"I just had to deal with a few things. Have you eaten today?"

She felt a bit saddened since that was all that she had been hearing him say to her. He hadn't said anything other than on the lines of he is dealing with some things. However, she ignored it and gave him a nod.

"Have you? I left you some dinner if you want."

He walked over to her with a small smile plastered on his face. He kissed the top of her head.

"Thank you, baby, but I am not that hungry."

"Okay. "She smiled back at him. "Have you heard anything about Cordelia?"

"It was just a little stomachache but she's fine now."

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh that's good."

He just hummed as he stared at her.

There was a moment where they stared into each others eyes and did not say a word. She could how deeply his eyes had penetrated through her face, the heat transmitting deep into her body as she clutched the towel closer around her. That was when she realized that she stood before him with nothing but a towel that hardly covered everything and she started blushing.

"I-I should go change." She spluttered out with red cheeks.

Before she could hot tail out of the situation, she felt his hand creep its way onto her throat and grabbed her. She gasped as he pulled her back to him, the grip of his fingers wrapped around her throat not enough to hurt her but enough to allow the pressure to make her feel a bit tingly inside. He forced her gaze upward to stare up at him when he looked down at her.

"Where are you off to, hmm? I've been gone all day and all I could think about is coming home to taste these pretty lips. Can I get a kiss, ragazza dolce?"

Her breath hitched at his words.

What made his question even more alluring was how thick his accent had appeared to be. Matteo was Italian and his accent was all the time present but there were moments where it would thicken and she enjoyed hearing it in those times.

She was in a state where she felt the same, just wanting his lips on her. She stared down at his lips as she gave him a nod and Matteo crashed his lips onto hers, swallowing the moan that erupted from her throat. The kiss had much more fierceness than she others that they had shared, with a much powerful desire and force in it.

She struggled to perfect the rhythm of the kiss and the pace at which he was going yet, everything he did, the faster pace of his lips moving against hers was feeling of heightened erotic desire.

She enjoyed the blatant lust that laced between their shared kiss and with her small hands she pulled the dark locks of his hair. She felt satisfied when she heard the groan that resonated from his chest and nearly yelped when she felt his hands grabbed the back of her thighs. Without breaking the kiss, he had lifted her up from the ground and he had placed her down onto the bed.

There were so many things transpiring between them that she could not be able to think with his lips bruising her own, and his large hand tracing her body that was trapped behind the towel.

"I can't get enough of you." he rasped out. "This little body is for me, hmm?"

She couldn't get time to respond to him when she felt his lips attack the side of her neck. She moaned sharply at the hot kisses placed on her neck, exposing more skin for him to decorate with his kisses.

"Perfect." he whispered. "I love those sounds that you make, brava ragazza."

He kissed lower. He moved down to her collarbone and a spark ignited in the bottom of her stomach as he began to suck the flesh. His words mixed with the actions of treating her body with his lips did so many things to her mind that she couldn't comprehend what was reality anymore.

He brought his lips back to hers, sucking her bottom lip which she enjoyed.

Despite the enjoyable feeling of the heated kiss, her body jerked at the feeling of his hand gliding up her body nearly releasing the towel. Matteo must have sensed that the kiss became much more hesitant, and her body became rigid because he pulled away from her.

They were both breathing harshly.

Her heart ached. "Matteo I-"

"Don't." he stopped her from completing her sentence. "Don't ever apologize to me, yes?"

His brows dipped when he saw the tear escape from her eye.

"But I trust you. I really like you, Matteo." She said shakily.

He wiped the tears that had fallen from her eyes and shook his head. "My precious girl." He said, "I could never expect you to do something you are not ready for. I could ask for nothing more since I get to have you in my arms."

Matteo sighed. "I got carried away. I'm sorry, amore, it was all my fault, hmm?"

She shook her head quickly. "No it isn't. I enjoyed it as well, Matteo." She sniffled. "So, you wont be mad at me?"

He shook his head. "No. I would never be mad at you for something like that."

She smiled at him. "Is it not what you want?"

He sighed. "Aurora, I don't care about those things. Don't ever feel obligated to force yourself just to satisfy me, okay?"

"Okay." she whispered.

He placed a kiss on her forehead. "Now go change please. Its hard to contain myself when I see you like this."

The next day, Matteo had to drop Malinda off at the airport since there had been a family emergency. She was worried about Malinda and was sad to see her go back home to news that must have upset her. When Matteo came back home he wanted them to have an evening in and order some takeout, since both of them were a bit tired and had no energy to cook.

Aurora had an idea to have a movie night together and Matteo agreed with that idea. He was a bit hesitant since she might choose one of those cheesy boring girly films but she chose a decent romance. They ordered some pizza which Aurora had been craving for quite some time and had everything set up for the evening.

She was still thinking about Malinda and hoping that she would land safely in her home country. Malinda was like a mother to her and she was concerned about her safety and well-being.

Matteo was a bit more invested on the movie than Aurora was and she found it adorable to see how focused he seemed. There was a scene where the man had spoken Italian and she was amazed by the coincidence in choosing a movie where they spoke Matteo's first language.

Her eyes lit up as she turned out Matteo.

"Malinda actually taught me a sentence in Italian."

Matteo's eyes moved from the screen to Aurora who had an excited expression on her face.

His eyes held amusement in them. "Is that so?"

"Mmh." she nodded. "I practiced it just for you." she said, a bit proud of herself.

His eyes softened. "What is it, pretty girl?"

She smiled at him and began to recite the words that she said over and over to herself,

"Sei l'uomo più bello che abbia mai visto." she said slowly and carefully to not mispronounce any words.

She looked at him expectantly and what she saw made her smile drop. Surprise took over her face when she saw the faint tint of pink cover his cheeks as he looked away from her.

He's blushing!

He cleared his throat as he tried to cover up the fact that he was affected by her words. She never would have guessed that her words would affect him that much that he would be about to blush.

"Are you blushing?" she asked him in shock.

He coughed, looking awkward. "No."

She giggled to herself. "You are!" she bounced on her seat. "You're face is turning red."

He groaned to himself. "You think I'm beautiful?" he asked.

"Of course. I don't think I've ever seen a man more beautiful than you, Matteo." her words quietened down as she felt herself blush as well.

He looked at her as she fidgeted with her fingers. "Well," he said, "I think you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

She covered her face with her hands to hide her flushed cheeks and she heard him chuckle at her. He took her arm and moved her forward, placing her onto his lap where she rested her head against his shoulder.

"Are you blushing?" he asked her teasingly.

"Shut up." she giggled.

Her giggles died down and they both looked at the screen to see the couple declare their love for each other. She watched with interest at their sweet moment together and mentally cooed at how cute they were.

"Aurora." she heard him whisper in her ear.

"Yes?" she turned her head to look at him.

His eyes flit between the two orbs of her green eyes. He stared at her with so much raw emotion expressed in his eyes that she shuddered at the intensity of it. She swallowed harshly at the loud silence filling the air but there was something that transmitted in the air between them.

He didn't even need to say it and yet, she felt it.

He looked like he wanted to say something to her but instead of saying anything, he shook his head and smiled at her.

"Nothing."

My writing is becoming shit.