When he had zipped down her dress completely, his hands began to trail on her back, drawing a slow path downward. When he had gotten to the small of her back, she began to fidget once again.
"What's the matter?" Matteo asked in a husky tone, his need already pent up and needing to be unleashed.
"Matteo, um," She began, but was not able to find her words.
"What are you hiding?" He asked, sinking his hands into her dress and clasping her bare bum. His breath hitched in his throat as it suddenly dawned on him. A wicked grin formed on his lips as he closed his palms on each mound and pulled them apart slightly. Stella moaned and let herself lean into him, her breathing becoming ragged and withheld.
