Elizabeth POV
Elizabeth had just stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her when there was a knock on the door. Thinking it would be Rosemary since Matteo would be busy with his family, Elizabeth didn’t bother changing before opening.
“Eliz—” Matteo paused mid-sentence, his eyes dropping to her towel-clad frame. The earlier heat between them reignited, like gasoline being poured on a simmering fire.
Elizabeth wondered how it would feel to have his body weight on top of her, their naked bodies gleaming with sweat, his muscles straining under her fingers while he slid in and out of her wet core, her legs wrapped around his strong torso…
“If you keep looking at me like that I’m going to have to disappoint my family,” Matteo half chuckled, but when her eyes met his, she coul
