[BL] The Mafia Boss Wants My Body-Chapter 41: Take Me Raw Matteo

"You’re mine," Matteo growled softly against his skin. "From tonight, you are completely mine."

With one smooth move, he reached inside Adrian’s trousers, his fingers wrapping securely around Adrian’s cock. He pulled it free, the cool air hitting Adrian’s skin just before Matteo’s warm palm closed around him completely.

Adrian gasped, his back lifted off the mattress. He instinctively tried to close his eyes, losing himself in the sensation, but Matteo’s voice stopped him.

"Look at me. Don’t close your eyes," Matteo said, his thumb grazing the sensitive tip. "I want to see you while I do this."

Slowly, Adrian opened his eyes, meeting Matteo’s intense gaze. Matteo leaned down, capturing his lips in a deep kiss while his hand continued a steady, rhythmic stroke.

"Take off your clothes," Adrian murmured against his mouth, his voice trembling. "I want you inside me."

Matteo let out a low, breathy huff, his thumb swirling over the crown of Adrian’s cock. "You’re being impatient."

"You might stop after I’ve come," Adrian countered, reaching down to move Matteo’s hand away. "I want you inside me now."

Matteo smirked, the challenge in Adrian’s eyes firing his blood. He quickly undressed himself and finished stripping Adrian until they were both bare, skin pressed against skin. Matteo reached into his bedside drawer, pulling out lube and a condom. He climbed back onto the bed, hovering over Adrian.

"Lie down. Spread your legs for me," Matteo murmured.

Adrian obeyed, his heart hammering as Matteo applied the lube, prepping his entrance with a gentle, thorough touch.

Adrian reached for the condom, tearing the packet, his fingers shaking slightly as he rolled it onto Matteo. Even that small contact made Matteo’s head fall back, a low groan escaping his throat. Adrian added a bit more lube to Matteo’s covered cock, his eyes never leaving the man above him.

Matteo positioned himself between Adrian’s thighs, his knees spreading Adrian’s legs wider. He guided himself to the entrance.

He pressed forward, the head of his cock meeting Adrian’s heat. Slowly, he pushed inside, inch by inch. Adrian groaned, his fingers digging into the pillows as he felt the stretching fullness. He tried to shift, to adjust to the weight, but Matteo leaned down and whispered into his ear.

"Stay still, Rian. Just breathe."

Adrian nodded, taking a heavy breath. With one last, powerful thrust, Matteo slid fully inside. Adrian gasped, his eyes flying wide as he took all of him. Matteo paused, letting Adrian adjust before he began to move, his hips rocking in a slow, steady rhythm.

After a few minutes of the gentle pace, Adrian looked up at him, his brow furrowed. "Is this how you normally have sex? Or are you just being careful?"

Matteo didn’t answer. He just looked straight into Adrian’s eyes.

"Be yourself, Matteo," Adrian urged, his voice thick with need. "Don’t hold back."

Matteo’s eyes flashed. He pulled out abruptly, the sudden loss of friction making Adrian moan in protest. Matteo shifted, lying flat on his back and pulling Adrian on top of him. "Ride me, then."

He applied fresh lube to the condom. Adrian straddled him, slowly lowering himself back onto Matteo’s cock. Once he was seated fully, Matteo’s hands clamped onto Adrian’s hips. He didn’t wait; he began to thrust upward with a raw, primal energy.

Adrian’s head fell back, his moans filling the room as Matteo pounded into him. The speed was dizzying, the pleasure overwhelming. But suddenly, Adrian gripped Matteo’s shoulders and pulled himself off, sliding Matteo out of him completely, the slick sound of them parting echoing in the quiet room.

Matteo froze, a look of panic crossing his face. "Did I hurt you? Was I too fast?"

Adrian didn’t say a word. He reached down, stripped the condom off Matteo, and tossed it aside. He grabbed the bottle of lube, pouring it directly onto Matteo’s bare skin.

"Let’s do it raw," Adrian whispered, his eyes dark. "I want to feel your skin inside me. All of it. Fuck me raw."

Adrian slid back down, the direct contact of skin-on-skin making them both hiss. The energy in the room shifted instantly. Matteo’s hands bruised Adrian’s hips as he slammed upward, no longer holding anything back. The bed creaked under the force of his movements.

Adrian’s moans turned into broken, high-pitched cries as the friction intensified. As Matteo felt himself reaching the edge, he reached between them, grabbing Adrian’s cock and jerking him to match the frantic pace of his thrusts.

"Matteo—!" Adrian choked out, his body vibrating.

Adrian released first as his body finally gave way, the heat of his release splashing against Matteo’s chest and stomach. Matteo’s hand moved in a desperate, final rhythm until the last drop was spent, his muscles coiling tight with the intensity of it.

The sudden pulsing of Adrian’s walls around him was the breaking point for Matteo. He let out a deep, guttural roar, his composure shattering as he jacked upward, thrusting one last time to bury himself as deeply as possible. He emptied himself inside Adrian, his entire body shuddering with the force of a climax he had tried so hard to deny.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room was their heavy breathing. Matteo collapsed back onto the pillows, his hands still gripped possessively over Adrian’s hips, pinning him there.

Finally, he let out a long breath and gently pulled out. Adrian let out a low, soft groan at the sudden loss of warmth, his body sinking bonelessly into the mattress. Matteo didn’t let the distance last; he immediately reached out, pulling Adrian into his arms and tucking him against his side.

He leaned down, capturing Adrian’s lips in a slow, lingering kiss. Adrian wrapped his arms tightly around Matteo’s neck, burying his face in the crook of his shoulder.

Matteo kissed the top of Adrian’s head, his voice low. "Do you need anything? Water? Something to eat? I can have them bring up whatever you want."

Adrian held him tighter, clinging to him. "No... I just want to stay like this."

"Okay, baby," Matteo murmured, his hand moving gently through Adrian’s hair. "Whatever you want."

They lay there in the quiet of the room. Matteo pulled the silk sheet over them, his chin resting on Adrian’s head.

"Did you inform your friends about the trip?" Matteo asked softly.

Adrian gave a small nod against his chest. "Yes. They know."

Matteo tightened his hold, his thumb tracing small, comforting circles on Adrian’s shoulder until their breathing synced and they both fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

The next morning, Matteo was the first to stir, his internal clock tuned to the demands of his world, but he didn’t move. He stayed still, watching the way the light fell across Adrian’s peaceful face.

He stared at Adrian for a long time. "Beautiful," he murmured. His thumb brushed over Adrian’s lower lip, tracing its soft curve. "Cute," he added softly before leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. When Adrian stirred slightly in his sleep, Matteo pulled back and slipped quietly out of bed.

He stepped into his walk-in closet, scanning the rows of clothes. For the first time in years, he passed over the black and charcoal grey. He wanted Adrian to wake up and see him differently, inside something brighter rather than the usual dark colors. He reached for one of the new outfits they had picked out together.

After a quick shower, Matteo styled his hair and dressed in a brighter outfit, a vintage-style short-sleeved shirt with matching trousers. He finished with a light spray of his cologne before heading back into the bedroom, ready for Adrian to see him.

He walked over and gently woke him. "Babe..."

When Adrian finally blinked his eyes open, his vision was blurry at first. He squinted, trying to adjust to the morning light, until his gaze landed on Matteo standing at the foot of the bed. He sat up slowly, his eyes widening as he took in Matteo’s appearance. He looked refreshed and radiant in the colorful fabric.

Adrian smiled, his voice still thick with sleep. "This really suits you."

Matteo leaned against the bedframe, a rare, boyish grin tugging at his lips. "Do you like it?" He stood up straight and turned in a slow circle. "How do I look?"

"You look perfect," Adrian said softly, his eyes admiring the change. "Like someone who could truly belong to me."

Matteo’s smile deepened. "Do I earn a reward for the effort?"

Adrian reached out, beckoning him closer. "Come here."