“I want to hear you. I love the sounds you make.”
Holding on for dear life, one swipe of his thumb over my leaking tip had my eyes rolling back as another moan escaped me. Luca was going to make me lose it before he did. This wasn’t about me; it was about him. But at the same time, I didn’t want to wreck his confidence. “Love, is this what you want? I’m supposed to be taking care of you.”
Luca leaned in and bit the side of my neck. “Yes. I want to see you fall apart from my touch. It’s intoxicating.”
His bare chest slipped along mine, sending another ripple of sensations through me. He released me, much to my displeasure, to tug my jeans to my thighs. My erection popped free and bobbed in cool air, honing in on the semen pooling and running down the side. I was a mess of sensations, unable to focus when Luca dropped to his knees. “I want to look at you,” he said, working my jeans lower. “You’re fucking perfect,” he whispered as his hands went to my thighs, spreading his fingers to take in the coarse hair. Long fingertips moved into the valleys where one muscle group changed into another. I shivered as he teased the hair along my cock, then trailed his fingertips over my sac.
“You’re killing me, love.” I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been touched so reverently. I could feel his emotions in the way he ran his fingers over my skin. Luca studied every way that I shuddered and tensed my muscles. He was turning the tables on me. “I’m supposed to be…”
His right hand slid from my groin, over my abdominals, and grazed my nipples. Warm brown eyes found mine. “You’re supposed to give me what I want. I’m in control tonight,remember?” My heart squeezed, and I couldn’t form words when he leaned in and rubbed his face against my length. “And you’re what I want,” he murmured, his warm breath ghosting over my skin. He was testing every ounce of constraint I possessed. His low hum of pleasure almost undid me, and I had to touch him. My fingers found his elastic band and pulled it free. His hair would have to be my distraction as he explored every inch of me.
“So perfect,” he murmured. His hands continued to roam my body as I watched, his fingertips teasing the crease between my cheeks. My shaft jerked as a shiver quaked through me. “Have you ever been touched there?”
Widening my legs as much as I could in my denim shackles, I groaned. “No. But I would allow you to. This would be so much easier if we were both naked.”
“True,” he said, moving away.
Luca stood and stepped back out of my reach while I discarded my jeans. He began to remove his clothes with newfound confidence that was sexy as hell. Never taking his eyes off me, he stripped himself bare. Gritting my jaw, I fought not to look at his naked body. Instead, I kept my eyes fixed on his, with the momentary slip to look at his ink. Luca appeared to enjoy my efforts. “Where did all this confidence come from?”
He stepped closer, both of our cocks straining toward one another. I didn’t have to look at it to know. Luca trailed a finger over the intricate designs on my chest. “Touching you made my fingers tingle. It was like I was absorbing your energy and confidence. I didn’t want to stop.”
“You don’t ever have to stop.” Reaching for his neck, I pulled him to me and stole his mouth. I craved to pick him up and throw him onto the bed. Pulling back, I kissed down his neck. “I want to devour your sweetness.”
“Then do it. I won’t stop you.” He breathed heavily. “I’m yours, Axel. Have me.”
Gloriously naked, I allowed my eyes to roam down his body. He was perfectly sized, long and veiny. The tip was almost purple from constraint, and I wanted to ravage him. Mark him all over so no other man ever dared to take what was mine. “Remember, you asked for this.”
His grin unleashed a wave of desire I could no longer control. Picking him up, I took the few steps to the bed and placed him in the center on his back. I checked in. “You okay, love?”
“I love it when you call me that.”I never planned to stop.
Climbing over him like a predator, my erection dripped a trail up his thigh. Luca’s eyes watched as I marked his skin. “Jesus, that’s hot.”
I smirked back. “Just wait until I have you in my mouth.” Pressing a hard kiss to his lips, I tasted every millimeter of his sweet mouth. He forgot about showering as I pinned his hands over his head and kissed down his neck and made my way over his body, taking a moment to worship his ink. My hands slid down to his forearms, only to wrap around his biceps as I tortured the skin on his stomach. His scent filled my nose, along with a sweet smell of his pre-cum on his abs. “Hmm, you’re making a mess.”
He huffed out a breath, making me smile. “Your fault.”
I kissed his side, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. “Guess I’d better clean that up.”
With the flat of my tongue, I lapped at every inch of his skin, making him squirm and hiss. I was about to explode, but tonight wasn’t about me. “Axel, please,” he breathed. “Please.”
“Okay, love. I’ve got you.” Stretching back up, I leaned in to allow him to taste himself on my tongue. His moan and the way he lifted his hips against mine were all I could take. Pullingmyself away, I gave myself a moment to gaze into his swirling brown eyes. “You are so fucking beautiful.”
Not giving him a moment to respond, I stretched back down and took him into my mouth. Luca sucked in a deep breath, almost to the point of hyperventilating. Summoning all the self-control I possessed, I took him back in hand, licked up the underside along the prominent vein, then circled the head with the tip of my tongue. A steady flow trickled down the side, where I greedily took care of it. “Delicious.”
Luca released a panting breath as I went back down on him. “Please, please, please,” he chanted. His thighs tensed, then trembled, as his hands clawed at my bedding. He was holding back.
Popping off, I met his gaze. “Let go, love. This is just the first time,” I whispered, then sucked him to the back of my throat. When Luca came, he sat up, pressed my face to his groin, and sighed before falling back onto the bed. I cleaned him up and released his spent member with a pop. He hummed and shivered every time I touched his oversensitive tip. He was the most relaxed I’d ever seen him. Leaning up again, I kissed him softly. I needed to take care of myself. “I’ll be back.”
Luca’s eyes fluttered open as he reached for me. “No, you don’t. It’s my turn.”
He wrapped his legs around my hips and arms around my neck, then rolled me onto my back. My hands landed on his ass to pull him closer. We were skin to skin, head to toe, as he took over the kiss. I liked him on top, pressing himself into me, taking charge. Luca pulled back to look into my eyes, lips wet and kiss swollen. His cheeks were a lovely shade of pink from my beard burn. “I’ve never…”
I leaned up and bit his lip. “You don’t have to do anything.”
“I want to. But if I bite you, I apologize in advance.”
Nodding, I closed my eyes, thinking I could stop my orgasm from roaring through me. But the minute his mouth closed around me; I had to see him. He worked my cock with his hand and sucked on the tip. But when his eyes met mine, I saw everything in his eyes. It was all I needed to lose myself to him. “Luca,” I warned.
