Since that first kiss, I’d question this thing, between us a thousand times, thinking it was a mistake. But this right here. Watching this large, beautiful man wrap his lips around me. Watching his strong jaw work to take all of me. Getting the best damn blow job of my life and barely holding off my orgasm as I was sucked by one of the most hardcore, masculine men I knew. Answered all of those questions. This was what I wanted. He was who I wanted.
Lorenzo closed his eyes, hollowed out his cheeks and locked my cock between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. He began sucking me hard. No more taunting, no more playing. Teeth and tongue alternating as he bit down with one and smoothed with the other. Just watching him had me trying to control my trembling body until I couldn’t hold on and my orgasm burned down my spine.
I closed my eyes, widening my legs, my pelvis stiffening in readiness. My chest rose and fell in quick succession, nostrils flared to keep up with the need for air. “Lorenzo,” I panted, shocked by his control of my body, my head, my cock. “Jesus, what the fuck are you doing to me,” I breathed out a laugh, exhaling on a jerky breath. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he pushed two fingers into my ass.
“Holy fuck,” I yelled, desperately pushing down on his fingers and up into his mouth, chasing my release. He groaned, sucking harder. My body shuddered in anticipation, my spine tingling, my balls tight and full. “You need to stop...” I rasped, gripping his hair tight. “I’m going to blow down your throat if you don’t,” I didn’t recognize my husky voice. Instead of stopping, he fisted the base of my cock, jacking me off while keeping the head in his mouth, and his fingers in my ass. “Shit.”I felt my cock thickening, and my body quivered. My breathing began to stutter. “Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I roared, shutting my eyes tight as white spots filled my vision and the first spurt of my cum hit the back of his throat.
He didn’t let up, sucking me until my body stopped jerking. By the time he kissed his way up my chest, I was just starting to get my breathing under control, his lips finding mine in a kiss that was slow, deep and magnetic. Tasting myself on him, I expected revulsion or something similar, there was none. I opened my eyes when he drew back.
“Wow,” I whispered against his lips, my eyes holding his.
“Good things happen when you shut the fuck up for a minute or two, don’t they?” He nipped my lips.
“Ha, ha, you’re funny, old man,” I mocked.
He cocked a brow. “Still think I’m too old for you?” Grinning, I shook my head then he said, “although, if I knew you’d taste this sweet, I would’ve sucked you off sooner.”
I could feel my cheeks flush and I wanted to laugh. A month ago, if someone had told me I’d be blushing for a man after the best damned blowjob I ever had, I probably would’ve sucker punched the bastard. Now, looking up at the face of a man that gave me such pleasure, I realized I wouldn’t change him for anything.
“Everything okay?” he asked, rolling off me.
“I was just thinking how I’d never had a blowjob that made me see stars.” Again, I felt the sting of another blush and it turned into excitement when Lorenzo’s soft laugh tickled my ears. “Your turn.” I moved to get up and he held me down.
“No. I want to hold you.” He curled his body around me and dropped a kiss to my ear. I found it weird just how comfortable I felt around him. He tightened the gap between us. “I need to go to Italy for a few days.”
“Why?”
“There’s something I need to take care of.” Silence hung between us because I wasn’t sure I liked the feeling of being without him even if it were for a little while. I had no idea where this was coming from but he must felt it in my tensed body because his next words were, “would you like to come with me.”
“Can I?” Way to go, Rayden, any more excited and you’ll be winning the fucking jackpot for jealous freak of the year.
“Yes.”
Chapter 53
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