Massimo's POV
I woke up slowly, my body feeling strange in the best possible way. A low groan escaped my throat as I threw my head back against the pillow. I was still half-caught between sleep and waking, but something warm and wet was moving around my c**k, sending waves of pleasure through me.
“f**k,” I cursed under my breath.
My hand clenched the sheets. Was I dreaming? It felt too real. Too good. Then I felt it clearly—soft lips, a hot tongue, the tight heat of a mouth taking me deep. My eyes snapped open.
Someone was under the sheets between my legs. I quickly yanked the covers back.
There she was.
Isabella was kneeling between my legs, my c**k buried deep in her mouth. Her eyes looked up at me, full of heat and something softer I couldn’t name.
Fuck.
This was the best way
