Anna's pov.
Matteo went to open the door and came back after a few minutes, grinning and holding a pizza box in his hand. He looked so hot shirtless. He placed the box on the dining table, walked towards the fridge, and picked up two beer cans.
I got up and saw a wet spot on the leather couch. I blushed at the memory of our hot lovemaking on it a few minutes ago. Now it had remnants. I reached out for the tissues, but Matteo beat me. He picked up the tissue box and pulled out some tissues.
“Let me take care of this, sugar," he said, winking at me and wiping our cu.m dripped on the couch.
I picked up my clothes and began to wear them.
“No, babe!” He snatched my shorts and crop top from my hand and dropped them on the floor.
“I want you to spend the whole night without clothes with m
