Marry My Billionaire Second Husband - Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Increasingly Shameless
After a vigorous night of fervent lovemaking, Amelia woke up refreshed, even if her muscles ached at the workout. Matteo was snoring next to her, with the barest bit of drool gathered at the side of his lips. He seemed to be at peace as he slept, it was as though he had finally cast aside all his burdens.

Either that or their lovemaking was just so good that it made him forget about everything that was troubling him. The very thought was so ludicrous that she let out the tiniest of snorts, a hand slowly stroking his cheek. She gently wiped away the spot of drool with the pad of her thumb so as not to wake Matteo up, but his eyes fluttered open at her touch.

“Good morning,” Matteo murmured quietly.

“Sshh, go back to sleep,” Amelia said quietly. “We’re supposed to take a rest day, remember?”

Matteo’s lips quirked into a small smile, and he let out a pleased sigh. “You’re right, but you’re not taking your own advice.” He propped his head on his arm and stared at her mischievously. “Or did I not tire you out enough yesterday night, so much so that you’re up so early in the morning?”

Amelia coughed weakly as memories of last night flooded her mind. “Well, I have to say that my experience was more than satisfactory. Perhaps… you might have stamina issues?” Amelia shot back playfully and was rewarded with Matteo pulling her down for a hot messy kiss that sent her head reeling.

“And you were saying?” Matteo raised an eyebrow in amusement as he stared up at his panting wife, loving the swollen redness of her lips. He reached out a hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, which was now also red with embarrassment.

Cute.

“I’ll reconsider my words,” Amelia said breathlessly, her fingers instinctively going to smooth out the flyaway strands of his hair. Before she could lean back down and plant another kiss on her future husband’s mouth, her phone began to ring.

“Ignore it,” Matteo grumbled, “It’s too early for this.”

“I would love to do so, but it’s not actually early. It’s almost time for lunch,” Amelia said apologetically as she stood up to leave the bed, giving Matteo an excellent view of her naked back and lovely buttocks. The view got even better when she had to bend over to reach for her phone, and Matteo gave a wistful sigh as his nether regions twitched in interest.

Hopefully, that call was from a telemarketer and Amelia would come back to bed, where he would lavish her with kisses.

“Yes, it’s me, Jenna,” Amelia said. Matteo wasn’t privy to the conversation happening at the other end of the call, but there was no mistaking the delight in Amelia’s voice. “We’ll be there shortly. Thank you so much for this!”

“What’s happening?” Matteo asked the moment she hung up.

“Matteo, Jenna said she managed to fix my mother’s wedding dress!” Amelia exclaimed, nearly leaping back onto the bed to hug him in excitement. “She’s inviting us to her boutique to take a look so that we can approve of her changes.”

“I’m sure whatever she does will be perfectly lovely,” Matteo said, but he got up anyway. He could continue his nightly activities with Amelia at night after they had paid Jenna a visit.

“I hope so,” Amelia said, her eyes sparkling with joy. “I can’t wait to marry you in that dress.”

And what else could Matteo do, but draw her in for a kiss that led to another, and another, and another?

Hopefully Jenna wouldn’t mind their tardiness.

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“I can’t believe we are late,” Amelia lamented as Matteo drove to Jenna’s boutique.

“It’s not as though she gave us an actual time slot,” Matteo pointed out. “It’s hard to be late when no appointment time is given. And you didn’t promise her anything.”

“You and your smart mouth,” Amelia complained good-naturedly. “It’s not nice to make her wait for us.”

“You weren’t complaining about my mouth earlier,” Matteo said cheerfully as they finally pulled into the parking lot and parked the car. “In fact, I heard a lot of compliments―”

“Shush you, you know what I mean!” Amelia covered his face with an outstretched hand. The more she slept with Matteo, the more shameless he seemed to act. However, even that was endearing to her.

Matteo grabbed her hand and placed a tender kiss on the soft palm of her skin, causing her to flush in embarrassment, but she didn’t pull away. In the end, they walked hand-in-hand into Jenna’s boutique, where Jenna was already waiting for them with a clipboard in her hands.

“You’re here!”

“Sorry we’re late,” Amelia said. “We got busy with some stuff.”

Matteo nodded sagely. If the ‘stuff’ in question was making Amelia scream in pleasure, Jenna didn’t need to know it.

“No need to apologize, my dear, I realized I never gave you a time to arrive,” Jenna said, and Matteo shot Amelia a faintly smug look. Amelia glared playfully back at him. “And I shifted all my appointments. You are my only client for today.”

“Jenna, you shouldn’t have,” Amelia said, feeling bad that she was hampering her schedule. “What about the other brides?”

“Their dresses are not as important as yours,” was Jenna’s heartless reply. She seemed to bounce on her heels. “I did my best to fix the torn fabric, and I hope the new design is pleasing.”

“What if it’s not?” Matteo had to ask, morbidly curious. “Would you have to start from scratch?”

A complicated expression crossed Jenna’s face. “Well… essentially yes, since I would have to undo the embroidery…”

“I’m sure it would be lovely,” Amelia said reassuringly, while she discreetly elbowed Matteo in the ribs for his comment. “I can’t wait to see it!”

“I’ll bring you to it,” Jenna said, and they followed her into one of the bigger rooms.

Jenna pulled away the curtains to reveal the dress on a mannequin, and Amelia could only gasp in surprise.