Chapter 309: Cum Inside Me, Daddy

Adrian shook and moaned helplessly through the intense orgasm, toes still curled tight, his body trembling and completely spent beneath Matteo, leaving him utterly undone, chest heaving and eyes glassy with pleasure.

Before Adrian could even catch his breath, Matteo gently shifted his weight, positioning Adrian’s legs over his broad shoulders once more. Leaning down until their lips almost brushed, he whispered in a low, gravelly tone, "I’m going inside you, baby."

Adrian slowly opened his heavy eyes, looking up into the dark depths of Matteo’s gaze. He nodded softly, a faint smile touching his lips. "Yes, baby... please."

Matteo spread Adrian’s thighs wider, alignment perfect as he positioned his thick, slick length directly at the tight entrance. He didn’t rush. He gently rubbed the crown of his cockhead against the sensitive opening, teasing the entrance to let Adrian adjust to the heat, slowly making his way in.

Adrian stared up at him, his chest rising and falling with anticipation.

Then, with one slow, powerful thrust, Matteo slid the broad head of his cock inside.

Adrian’s eyes fluttered shut instantly as a deep, trembling groan tore from his chest. The initial stretch was intense, sending a shockwave of pleasure and ache straight up his spine.

Matteo leaned down, pressing his forehead against Adrian’s as he whispered, "Breathe, baby. Just breathe for me."

On a normal day, Matteo’s cock was a perfect fit, one Adrian loved and eagerly welcomed. But the lingering exhaustion from the sedative left his body hypersensitive. The sheer fullness now felt overwhelming, almost too much to take all at once.

Matteo waited for the tight ring of muscle to yield before he thrust forward again, pushing a few more inches deeper. Adrian gasped loudly, his fingers digging into the muscles of Matteo’s upper arms.

"Breathe, Rian..." Matteo murmured protective instructions against his lips, pushing steadily forward until his long, thick eight-inch dick was fully buried inside, bottoming out and touching Adrian deep inside his core.

Adrian gasped desperately for air, his chest heaving as he tried to accommodate the massive, throbbing weight stretching him open.

Seeing the tight tension in Adrian’s face and the way his breath was hitching, Matteo instantly froze, holding himself perfectly still inside the warm, pulsing depths. He looked down with deep concern. "Do you want me to stop, baby?"

Adrian shook his head against the pillows, his voice a tight whimper. "No, baby..."

"I can stop right now if you want me to," Matteo pressed, his protective instincts instantly overriding his own raging arousal.

Adrian looked up, his eyes softening. "Baby, no... continue."

Reassured, Matteo slammed deeper, burying himself to the absolute hilt.

Adrian gasped sharply, "Huh..."

Truthfully, Adrian wasn’t in the mood for a hard, pounding fuck. After coming so hard just moments ago, his body felt heavy, lazy, and far too sensitive. Every nerve was still singing.

But he could feel how painfully hard Matteo was inside him, throbbing with raw need. He knew how desperately his man needed to claim him tonight, to possess him completely after nearly losing him. So even though it felt overwhelming, Adrian couldn’t bring himself to ask him to stop.

Matteo began to move, pulling out halfway before pounding back inside, building a steady, heavy rhythm.

A deep, guttural moan escaped Matteo’s throat as the intense warmth encased him. Lost in pure bliss and the overwhelming relief that his baby was alive, Matteo began to drive into him with harder, deeper thrusts.

Adrian gasped out loud, a sharp spike of ache making his vision blur. It hurts... The words formed at the back of his throat. He wanted to scream it out, to tell him it was too much, but he forcefully bit his own lip, stopping himself because he didn’t want to ruin Matteo’s pleasure.

But Matteo knew him far too well. He noticed the slight flinch, the tight clenching of Adrian’s jaw, and the sudden quietness.

Without a second thought, Matteo stopped completely, even though he was miles away from his own release. He slowly began to withdraw, his expression shifting into one of immense guilt.

"I’m fine," Matteo lied smoothly, his breathing ragged. He leaned down, gently cupping Adrian’s face. "I’m so sorry, baby. I’m an idiot. I should have let you rest enough before we tried to do anything."

Adrian felt a pang of guilt in his own chest. "It’s fine, baby... I understand," he murmured, reaching up to wrap his arms around Matteo’s neck to pull him down for a kiss.

Matteo gently caught his wrists, stopping him. He closed his eyes, taking a deep, steadying breath to control his thumping erection. "Let’s do it when you’re strong, okay? Rest now."

But before Matteo could fully pull out and climb off him, Adrian suddenly hooked his legs securely around Matteo’s waist, locking him in place. He looked up at his man, his expression soft and full of love.

"You got it wrong, Matteo," Adrian whispered, tightening his arms to pull Matteo flush against his chest. "Your cock... it felt like it was reaching all the way down my throat. Because I’m still weak right now, it was just a little too overwhelming at first. I’m sorry for hiding it."

Matteo leaned down and kissed his forehead tenderly. "I understand, baby," he murmured. "That’s why I said we should stop. Let’s wait until you’ve recovered properly."

Before Matteo could argue further, Adrian reached up, his fingers gently brushing against Matteo’s lips. "Just be gentle, Daddy..." he murmured. "We can go harder once I’m strong enough, okay? But don’t pull out. I want you to cum inside me... I love feeling you fill me up."

"I’m more than sure," Adrian breathed. He reached down, grabbing Matteo’s firm ass with both hands and pulling him deeper, pinning the long cock deep inside his core. He tilted his hips, trying to coax the thick shaft into motion as a broken moan slipped past his lips. Locking eyes with Matteo, he pleaded softly, "Fuck me gently, Daddy..."

Matteo nodded slowly, a tender smile breaking through his serious expression. "Yes, my love."

He leaned down and captured Adrian’s lips in a deep, sweet, reassuring kiss. Holding him close, chest to chest, Matteo began to move again slowly, rolling thrusts that dragged his thick cock in and out with deliberate intensity. The wet, intimate sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, soft and rhythmic.

Adrian arched his back, his fingers digging into the muscles of Matteo’s shoulders as the thick heat slid flawlessly against his walls. "Yes, Daddy... just like that... ahh..."

Matteo let out a low, gravelly groan, the wet, sliding friction of their joined bodies echoing softly in the quiet bedroom.

The heavy slap of skin against skin grew warmer, a steady and intoxicating cadence that filled the space between them. He buried his face in Adrian’s neck, kissing the sensitive skin there while his hips drove forward with a slow, deliberate weight. "I love you so much, Adrian... fuck, you feel so good."

"I love you more, baby..." Adrian gasped out, his head rolling back against the pillows as Matteo’s slow thrusts hit the perfect, sensitive spot inside him. "You mean everything to me... ah! More... please..."

Even though the rhythm was gentle, the sheer depth and unwavering focus of Matteo’s movements made the encounter intensely hot.

Matteo pulled out almost completely, letting Adrian feel the full, agonizingly slow stretch of his dick withdrawing, before sinking all the way back in to the absolute hilt. Adrian whimpered at the overwhelming fullness, his legs wrapping tighter around Matteo’s waist to draw him even deeper.

The bedroom was filled with the hot, shameless sounds of their passion, the slick, wet friction of lube, the low, breathy gasps of two lovers completely consumed by one another, and the heavy thud of Matteo’s bare chest pressing against Adrian’s.

Matteo’s pace gradually gathered a fierce, unyielding intensity. The slow rocks transformed into deep, driving lunges that completely possessed Adrian’s body.

Adrian’s moans turned into breathless, high-pitched cries, his chest heaving as the friction built to a fever pitch. He was entirely undone, caught in the rhythm of Matteo’s relentless, dominant thrusts.

Suddenly, Matteo’s entire body went rigid. The muscles in his back tightened beautifully under Adrian’s fingertips as he buried himself to the absolute base, locking his hips firmly against Adrian’s.

"Adrian—fuck, I’m cumming!" Matteo roared, his voice a raw, primal sound of pure surrender.

He slammed into Adrian one final, devastating time, holding himself deep inside as he came hard, thick waves of his white-hot release pulsing violently into Adrian’s tight, welcoming depths.

Adrian screamed out, a loud, ecstatic gasp tearing from his throat as the intense heat filled him, his own core milking the length as Matteo filled him to the brim.

Matteo collapsed heavily against Adrian’s chest, breathing raggedly as the final tremors of the release shook his frame. He kept them tightly joined, his skin slick with sweat as he held his spoiled brat close, completely spent and anchored in the safety of their love.

Slowly catching his breath, Matteo reluctantly pulled out of Adrian’s warm depth, the wet sound of their separation echoing softly in the quiet room. He didn’t let the intimacy fade; instead, his hand reached down, wrapping around Adrian’s length. He stroked him with a few expert, teasing passes until a second, sudden wave of pleasure overtook Adrian, making him gasp as his release spilled onto Matteo’s palm.

With a dark, affectionate gaze, Matteo brought his hand to his mouth, lazily licking his fingers clean while looking down at his lover. He leaned down to seal the moment with a deep, breathless kiss before shifting his weight, pulling Adrian’s pliant, exhausted body to rest securely on top of his chest.

Matteo stroked Adrian’s damp hair...