song: call out my name by the weeknd
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aurora moretto
Sex.
All day, sex is all I can think about. My skins on fire and I feel like if I don't have an orgasm I'll burn alive.
Understandably so, Matteo and I haven't fucked in weeks. It's awful.
He's been at work all day while I've been trying to fight the urge to go to his building and jump him. The only reason I haven't is because he had a club opening today.
Of fucking course.
When the clock hits 8 pm, I decide I can't wait only longer, so I call him. "Hey, baby," He answers.
"Hi, how'd your opening go?" I try to make polite conversation instead of just saying, "Please come home, I feel like I'll burst into flames if you don't shove your dick into me."
He groans. "People are fucking idiots."
Humming, I play with the fabric of my shirt. "When will you be home?"
"Not for another hour or so."
Oh for fuck sake.
"Why?" He asks. "You okay?"
I purse my lips. "If I told you I really, really needed you, would that change your answer?"
"Oh," He chuckles in understanding. "Is my girl feeling needy?"
His voice is so deep and raspy that it only adds to the aching in between my legs. "Yes," I breathe. "Please come home." I close my legs, rubbing my thighs together.
"Remember that picture you sent me? Knowing I was in a meeting." My eyes fly open.
Shit.
"I'm sorry," I whimper. The throbbing in my clit getting worse to the point of pain.
He hums. "I know how you could make it up to me," He tells me in a dark voice that tells me what he's gonna say is nothing good.
Even with that knowledge, I still say, "Anything. I'll do anything for you."
"Fuck yourself, get that pussy ready for when I come home." There's a smile in his voice. He's probably enjoying torturing me like this.
I furrow my brows. "What? No, I want you to do it."
"I don't care. Touch that pretty little clit for me, baby."
I think about it for a moment. "On the.. On the phone?" For reasons I don't know, nervousness fills me. Yes, Matteo and I have been intimate before but I never have time to overthink with his reassuring words in my ear and his hands all over my body. But he's not here right now and I just feel embarrassed.
Matteo notices my hesitation. "It's okay if you don't want to, baby. You never have to do anything you don't want to." His voice is soft and I close my eyes, soaking in his voice.
"I want to, I just feel embarrassed.. I've never done this." My cheeks heat up.
I've never really been comfortable in my body, I've never liked it. Never really explored it myself. It's embarrassing but true, I've never pleasured myself.
"Put me on speaker then close your eyes and listen to my voice." Matteo orders. I put him on speaker, laying the phone on my pillow then closing my eyes, waiting for his next direction. "Done?" I hum in conformation. "Slide your pants and underwear down your legs." Desire fills his voice. There's no doubt in my mind that he's imaging this scene in his head.
Sliding down a bit, I get more comfortable on my back. Then I lift my thighs to my chest and slide my pants down my legs. "Done." I breathe.
"Good girl, baby." I almost moan at his praise. "You wet for me?"
I nod, forgetting he can't see me. "Very." I'm so wet, I can feel it dripping down my thighs on to the bed. "It's getting all over the sheets." I add on a whisper, knowing that will torture him.
"Fuck," He groans. "Dip your fingers in your pussy and get your clit nice and wet but do it slowly, tease yourself."
Dropping my thighs so they lay flat on the mattress, I bring my hand down. I use my index finger to lightly trace my folds, pretending it's Matteo's finger that's teasing me.
Then I dip my finger into my hole, teasing the entrance then bring the wetness my fingers gathered, up to my clit. "Matteo," I gasp at the sensation of my hot arousal on the most sensitive part of me.
"Feel good, baby?" He rasps on the other line. With my eyes still closed, it's easy to imagine him above me, saying that in my ear while he teases my clit.
How I fucking wish it was real.
"Yes," I throw my head back when I stop teasing myself and start circling my clit.
He groans, it's deep and throaty and I swear more liquid drips out of me from just that sound alone. "What are you doing right now?"
"Circling-" I suck in my bottom lip when the build up starts. "Circling my clit."
"Atta girl," His breathing is also getting faster, he's probably touching himself too. "Can you feeling your pretty little clit throb on your fingertips?"
My pussy clamps on air, searching for his cock. "Yes, please come home, I need you inside me so bad." I whimper.
He hums. "I'm not coming home until you make yourself cum on your fingers. Now, what am I doing in your pretty little head that's making you so desperate?"
My eyes roll into my back of my head as I add two fingers into my pussy, curling them repeatedly like Matteo does. "Y-you have my thighs against my chest as you fuck me and your hands are p-playing with my nipples." I moan.
"Fuck me," He groans. "You're such a slut for nipple play. Play with them for me." He orders.
My clit tingles again. "I can't, both my hands are on my pussy." I say out of breathe.
He groans again. "You're torturing me, baby. You drive me absolutely crazy, you know that? You think that this is torture for you but you have no idea how hard it is to listen to you whimper and moan for me but not being able to touch you."
My orgasm burst through me. Matteo's name slips from my lips with a ton of loud moans.
My chest moves up and down fast as I come down from my orgasm.
"You're such a good girl, baby. My good girl. I'm so proud of you." He praises and my chest fills with warm at his words. "I'll be home in a couple minutes, don't move, okay?"
After our goodbyes, I hang up. I tried to wait for him but my cum dripping down my ass is uncomfortable so I get up and pad to the bathroom to clean up.
Sabrina sits on the counter, waiting for me to turn on the faucet while giving me the dirtiest of looks. "Oh, shut up." I grumble at her.
Just as I throw away the toilet paper I used to clean myself, my phone rings from my bedroom. I furrow my brows. Who'd be calling this late?
I walk to my bed and see the call I.D is someone I haven't talked to in ages. My lips part in shock. "Hello?" I answer the call.
"Oh my god. Aurora! I've missed you so much!" Valerie's loud voice fills my ear.
Valerie Haynes and I were very close in high school. We basically spent the entire four years side by side. Alice didn't like her much so we never all hung out but after graduation she disappeared, I'm guessing for college.
"Holy shit, hi," I say kinda awkwardly as my mind wraps around this.
She chuckles, not affected by my confused tone. "I'm so sorry for disappearing like that, that was such a bitch move of me but my college was super strict about phones and I only really got my phone for a day each month."
My lips tilt in a frown at her explanation because of how fake it sounds.
"But! I just found out about your sister. I'm so, so, so sorry for your loss, Aurora. Truly, my heart aches for you. I know how strong y'all's bond was." My stomach dips at the mention of Alyssa's death.
Sitting on the side of my bed, I say, "It's fine. Thank you."
"So, tell me everything! What's new, what's now old. I want it all." She says in a excited, loud voice.
Right as I open my mouth to answer, my answer walks through the door. "Hey, baby," He murmurs, while undoing his belt.
"Oh my god!" Valerie screams so loud I cringe and tilt the phone away from my ear.
Matteo's head snaps up. "What the fu-" His confused faces turns into a scowl when he sees that I'm on the phone. His plan was probably to fuck me as soon as he walked in the door.
I mute myself and stand, walking over to him. "Give me a minute." I kiss his lips softly then walk to the balcony doors.
"No," He whines from behind me.
After I'm seated on the beach on the balcony, I unmute myself. "Sorry, what were you saying?"
"He sounds so hot, that accent, my lord." She laughs.
Not too much..
"Yeah," I laugh, playing off my irritation. "He's pretty hot."
And all mine.
"How'd y'all meet?" She asks.
He kidnapped me. "Oh, just at my job."
"Why'd you get a job? Bitch, you're loaded. If I was you, I'd never work a day in my life." She jokes.
Val wasn't born or ever involved in the crime mobs of New York nor did she come from upper class. That difference never bothered me but I think it did for her.
"Out of boredom, I just needed something to busy me."
She hums in understanding. "How are you? Really, don't lie to me, Rori."
That question is so bittersweet for me. Over the course of these past weeks, I've been asked that thousands of times. It means they care about me but jesus, can't I go a day without remembering all of it?
"I'm okay now but it's been a ruff couple of weeks." I say honestly. Then quietly knock on wood so I don't jinx it.
"Awe, I'm sorry. Do you wanna talk about it?" She asks sweetly.
I open my mouth to say no but I'm interrupted by a crash on the over line. "Are you okay?"
She grunts and I can hear she seethe but she responds in a cheerful tone. "Yeah! Sorry, my dog knocked over a plant."
Disbelief fills me. Valerie was never an animal person so that begs the question on why she lied. So I ask, "I love dogs, can you send me a picture?"
"Of course, I love showing off my baby."
My phone beeps with a message and I see a picture of Valerie cuddling with a golden retriever. I exhale in relief, she didn't lie.
We talk more for another 10 minutes before I wrap it up and say goodbye. She asked me to lunch next week and I said yes.
One question keeps popping back in my mind. Why are all these people from my past showing back up? First Santi then Valerie. I'm probably overthinking, I should be grateful.
Standing, I open the doors to our bedroom to see Matteo passed out on the bed, Sabrina curled up around his neck. I pull out my phone and take a quick picture. Then I notice he's still in his suit so I start taking off his shoes.
I giggle at his already fastened belt, he'll be so mad in the morning when he realizes he fell asleep before he could fuck me.
After he's stripped down to just his boxers, I start getting ready for bed myself. I know in the morning he'll tell me I should've waken him but I'd rather let him rest and I don't think I have the energy to take him right now.
When I've finished washing my face and putting on one of my nighties, I slip into bed with him and Sabrina.
Sabrina, like the attention whore she is, hisses at me when I try to lay my head on Matteo's chest. "He was mine first, you two faced bitch." I whisper, glaring at her.
Like the bitch she is, she doesn't react, she just rubs her face against Matteo's stubble. "Oh you cunt. Watch this." I lift the covers and throw my leg over Matteo's hip and lay down on top of him. Resting my head in his neck. Without looking, I flip off Sabrina.
Traitor.
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AN:
not aurora being jealous of her own cat..
i was literally giggling the entire time while writing that
the smut in this chapter was not my greatness work at all, it was kinda hard to be detailed because all i could describe was matteo's voice and her touching herself
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I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED FOR NEXT CHAPTER
also i'm so proud of myself and just over all happy at how much motivation i've had over the past couple weeks to write for this book
not so much for expiration date but we don't talk ab that
thoughts on the smut or just the book over all so far?
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