26

"Honey, I'm home!" I walk in the door with my bags dragging behind me.

Dante glances up from the couch, eyeballing my luggage. "Did you get enough stuff?"

My suitcase falls to the ground with a slam as I put my hand on my hip. "Listen here, mister. I will turn this car around right now. Return to my small, solitary apartment where I'll sit scared and lonely."

"No, no, no." He changes his tone in an instant, getting up and hurrying over to me.

Wondering where a fainting couch is when I need one, I theatrically cover my forehead with my palm. "There I'll be… in the dark… windows drawn and a gun in my shaking hand…"

"You don't even know how to shoot a gun," Dante unhelpfully interjects.

"… jumping at every little noise that rings out in the night. Was it air in the pipes, or a monster lying in wait? I'll never find out, as I sit there, terrified and alone and crying…"

Dante slides the smaller bag off my arm and rests his hands on my shoulders. "Dramatic, are we?"

"So many tears," I whisper loudly, pretending to wipe at my eyes. "I'd waste away in my isolation… hey!" I shout as he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. "Where are you taking me, you big brute?"

"Oh, I'm a brute now, am I?" he purrs, dragging his hand up my thighs as I struggle to get free.

"You are! You're a massive neanderthal, and I've been abducted! Stranger danger!"

I yelp as he swats me on the ass before carrying me into his bedroom. He launches me, straight up tossing me onto the bed to land on my back with a bounce. "Did you enjoy the video Dmitri sent you earlier?"

A giant grin spreads across my face. "It was…" I put my fingers to my lips and give him a chef's kiss gesture. "Top quality filmography. The setting… the cast… the action!"

"The action, huh?" His voice drops low as he climbs over me, hovering and dropping his lips close to mine. "You want some action, pretty boy?"

"Fuck, yes," I moan as I pull him towards me, clutching his neck and encouraging him. Lips collide, and the force surprises me as my grunt is captured by his mouth. Our bodies knock together from the impact, and unlike before, he doesn't take his time. This isn't patient—it's rushed and desperate. Fucking starving. All tongues and teeth, clashing and claiming, taking what he wants without allowing either of us to come up for air.

Who needs it when I've got this?

It's all explosive chemistry, combustion and reactions that overflows between the two of us. The air is charged with this insanity, building until it bites into our skin.

It hurts, it fucking burns, and I've never loved the pain so much.

Fingers weave through my hair as he draws me closer. As soon as my legs circle his waist, he drops his body against mine and thrusts his tongue into my mouth.

He forces me to make room for him as he sweeps through, tightening his grip in my hair and tilting my chin as he pulls away from the kiss and drags his lips over my exposed neck. Teeth scrape against my throat before he draws on my skin, licking as he gently sucks.

It's a side of him I've never seen, and I am here for it.

"What's gotten into you?" I ask, breathy and panting as he rocks his hips into me, finding my mouth again as his thick cock slides against mine. Far too much clothing stands between us, and I tug at any piece of fabric I can get my hands on.

"Missed you," he mutters against my lips as he yanks at my jeans. "What are you wearing under these?"

"I'll show you, but it'll cost you." With a grunt, he pulls at my pants again, his tongue sliding against mine in another passionate, breath-stealing kiss.

Once he finally eases up, he leans his forehead on mine. "What will it cost me?"

"What are you willing to pay, big boy?" I ask with a waggle of my brows.

"Anything." He presses a sweet kiss to my lips that makes my heart leap inside my ribcage. "What do you want? My heart? My fucking soul? It's yours, Theo. It's always been yours."

"Goddamn it, I was trying to be sassy and you're over here making some grand gesture," I say, voice thick with emotion even as I tease him. My hand shoves at his chest and he backs up, sitting back on his knees as I pull my shirt off and then reach for my pants.

"Let me," he says, and my eyes lock on his as they sweep up my prone body. Gentle hands grab onto my waistband and loosen the button before working them over my hips, exposing my sheer black thong. This pair is big enough that it keeps my cock trapped neatly inside the fabric. Dante scrapes his teeth over his bottom lip, raking his gaze down my body with a look so intense, I'm convinced there are trenches carving down my skin.

That bottom lip pops out, shiny and slick, swollen from the intensity of our kiss. I'm instantly addicted. He runs his palm up and down my cock as I arch into him, slowly, deliberately, before he leans over me again. His lips meet mine, full of fire, and I drink it up like an arsonist, drawn to the flames.

When he pulls away and peels off his shirt, he's uncertain again, like we've moved from familiar grounds to new territory. His throat bobs as he swallows, standing and stripping his pants and boxers until he's naked in front of me.

"How did a guy like me end up with a beautiful thing like you?" he asks softly, eyes tracing over my body.

"Dante," I say, voice stern. "We talked about this."

"Fuck, I'm sorry," he whispers, knees sinking onto the bed as he leans forward, fingers brushing my cheeks. "You are just so fucking perfect."

"So are you," I whisper, as he plants the lightest kiss on me. He stiffens as my hands run up his thick thighs and over the softness of his belly. "You're so strong and I love every single inch of your body, Dante."

Vulnerability like I've never seen from him shines in his eyes as he watches me, my fingers dancing over his dark skin. "You're gorgeous, inside and out, and I wouldn't change a thing about you."

"But..." he starts, still watching my hands.

"No buts." He opens his mouth and I shush him again, putting my finger over his lips. "None!"

His lips finally quirk in a small smile.

"There isn't a single thing I'd change," I insist, and his chest rises in a deep breath as his throat bobs in a swallow. "You are the smartest, sexiest man I've ever met... and I want to hear what you're going to do to me."

His dark eyes land on mine, leaning closer and nudging my nose with his. "You want to hear what I'm going to do, sweet boy?"

"Mmm-hmm," I hum, lips grazing his.

He pulls away, reaching into the nightstand and grabbing a condom and a bottle of lube. "How about this... I'm going to push those panties to the side and fill that tight ass until you lose your mind. I'll fuck you until you soak them."

"Fuck, do you promise?" I groan as he tears the condom open and pinches the tip, rolling it down his cock and closing his eyes at the sensation. He positions himself between my legs once more, squirting lubricant onto his palm and sliding it up his length.

"Do you want that, baby? To come in your panties for me?"

"God, yes, I fucking do," I groan, watching as his hand glides over his cock. It's shameless and needy, ringing of desperation and full of the knowledge that no one on this planet will ever make me feel like he does.

When he goes to rub some lube on my hole, I stop him with a small smile. "Don't work me open. I want to feel it when you stretch me."

He frowns as he hovers over me, searching my face. "I don't want to hurt you."

"Did you see the size of that dildo I was using the other day?" I ask with a sassy cocked brow. As he nods, a slight snarl tugs at the corner of his lip. "Then you know I'll be fine. Let me feel you... all of you."

He leans forward and captures my lips in a rough kiss before nodding against me and pulling back. Never looking away, he positions himself at my entrance, using the head of his cock to spread the lube before gently pushing against me.

Patient as he works me open, he never rushes, allowing my body to be ready for him. Each calculated thrust stretches me a little more, yielding to him until he slides inside me.

Our groans mix as he moves his arms under my knees and leans over me, compressing my legs against my torso. The position enhances the burn as he continues to thrust, sinking deeper with each one. His pupils are blown as he stares down at me, glossy mirrors that reflect this crazy need that bounces between us.

"Just imagine," I say, and his eyes stay locked on mine in curiosity. "We could've been doing this all along."

He huffs a quiet laugh as he withdraws, then pushes forward, letting me experience every inch of him until his hips sit flush against me. When he does it again, the slide against my prostate makes my inhale morph into a shuddering, heaving gasp that forces my shoulders into a shivering twitch. "Maybe the anticipation made it better?"

"Fuck me harder and tell me what could be better than this," I taunt, and he bites his lip in a way that is very distracting as he drives into me with more power. "You think anything could top this?"

"I can top this." He gives a light smack to my ass cheek, and I toss my head back with a laugh. "Oh, fuck, that's amazing," he groans, increasing the pace of his thrusts.

Tension coils in my core as he hits that perfect spot inside me. "If we'd been fucking this whole time, you would've learned something very important about me."

He pitches his body over mine and kisses me, the new angle making me gasp. "And what's that, baby?"

"You would already know…" My eyes roll up into my head as he lifts off me, then slams back in. "That I am, hmm…" Voice trailing off, he finds a perfect rhythm, distracting me with how the pressure makes my cock tense against me. My skin is sticky from the burst of pre-cum that leaks onto my abs, and he finds it and swipes his thumb through before bringing it to his lips.

And fuck, if that's not the sexiest thing I've ever seen.

"Let me try that again." I use my arms around his neck for leverage as he fucks me into the mattress. "I am very… very …" Another few thrusts have a blissed-out smile crossing my face. The pounding sensation builds to unbearable in a matter of seconds, feasting on the fullness, the burn, the force of his body moving inside mine.

I throw my head back as heat swallows my limbs, climbing to my core, and my body hovers, weightless, before I incinerate. "…sensitive," I whimper, my voice catching on the bliss before lifting into a shout.

The orgasm hits me like a sledgehammer, ripping through my body as my moan is forced out of my throat. Every muscle tenses before they're wrung out all at once, hammering from my toes up to my temples. My back arcs off the bed as my mouth opens in a silent shout, making Dante's eyes widen as they dart to my cock, jerking beneath my panties and filling them with warmth.

"Fuck," he groans, driving himself deeper as I cry out, my climax magnified by the sensation. If I was on fire before, each thrust pushes me further into a full nuclear meltdown. It's too much, too extreme, bordering painful in its intensity. My abs flex as I try to curl in on myself from the pleasure ripping through my body, a slow stream of cum rolling across my stomach and over my hip. "Goddamn, that's so fucking hot."

"Keep…" The orgasm releases its grip on me, my muscles relaxing as another moan blows from my lips, ecstasy fading to aftershocks. "Keep going… don't slow down. I can come again."

"Fucking perfect," he grunts, thrusting into me so hard that the bed slams against the wall. "And all fucking mine."

"Yours," I gasp as he pulls out of me and flips me onto my stomach.

His palms slide up my torso and lift me until my back is against his chest. "Hands on the headboard," he whispers in my ear before his teeth pinch on the lobe.

"Dante," I whimper, pushing my ass towards him as I grip the rounded wooden edge of the bed frame. Strong fingers dig into my hips as he lines us up and drives forward, burying himself in a single motion.

He fucks me relentlessly, his hot breath blowing across my ear. "Nothing has ever felt as good as you," he murmurs, as his other hand lands on my neck. He holds me captive, pushing my body against the headboard with the power of his thrusts. "And the next time I fuck you, I'm going to fill you with my cum."

I chant his name, a fresh release building as his movements lose their fluidity, turning into rough, shallow punches of his hips. His fingers climb up my neck, tugging at my lips as my body fights to turn this ball of tension inside me into something more.

"Is that what you want, baby?" As he fights to hold himself back, his strained voice becomes raspy in my ear. His fingers dip between my lips, and I groan as I close around them, sucking and licking as much as he'll give me. "For me to fill you until it drips down your legs?"

"Yes," I gasp as his fingers dig tighter, and then he bottoms out inside me as he comes on a long moan. Slick fingers slide from my mouth and slide up my cock, wetting my shaft with my own spit as he wraps them around me. His hips jerk forward as he releases a string of deep, sexy sounds, pinning me in place with his weight.

"Goddamn," he groans, giving a few more lazy, slow thrusts before pulling out of me. His eyes flare in shock as I twist and push his shoulders, and he lands on his back.

Straddling his thighs, I climb over his body, gripping his cock in my hand. The condom is stretched with an enormous load that I run my fingers over. White, creamy cum fills the tip and trickles down his shaft, leaking from the bottom.

"That is so fucking sexy," I groan as I drop my mouth, sucking the pocket of his release between my lips before lapping at the pearly drops that sit at the base of his cock. "Everything you do is so fucking sexy."

Sitting back, I roll the condom off, trying not to spill anything. He watches me with hooded eyes as I pull my aching dick out of my panties and pour his cum over it, using it as lube. The musky punch of sex fills the room as I make a fist and thrust into it, the slippery warmth driving me right back to the edge. It's heady, snatching the last of my control.

"You like that?" I ask, my balls drawing tight as I snap my hips forward. My voice is breathless as I fuck into my hand, my body already shaking as it prepares to let go once more. "Do you like that I'm coated in you? That your cum is what's making me lose it again?"

"God, yes," he groans, his hands landing on my ass cheeks and tugging me further up his body. His eyes don't leave mine as he opens his mouth, and it's all I need to tip over the edge.

My head falls back, and I call out as I erupt, spraying over his chest and chin, into his open mouth as I thrust into my fist. A distinct, shaking shiver works its way up my body as the pleasure wind I'm soaring on finally slows, bringing me back down to earth. Lead settles into my limbs as my body slumps with the relief, and I drop onto him, both of us coated and slippery.

"What am I going to do with you?" he murmurs, dropping a kiss to my hair while his hand drags up my spine.

"Love me," I whisper in a slur because even my lips are too heavy to move, and his cheeks lift in a smile against me.

He grips my chin and guides me to look at him. "How about something new?"

"Say it." Oddly vulnerable, my pulse pounds as he stares at me with nothing but complete adoration.

He cups my ass, dragging me up his body until we're face to face. His fingers trace over my cheek as he gives me the sweetest smile the world has ever seen. "I love you, Theo. I am so deeply in love with you that it hurts."

Our lips meet as a tear sneaks out of my eye. "Love isn't supposed to hurt," I remind him.

He smiles as he reaches up and wipes the traitorous droplet from my skin. "I thought you said you wanted it to sting."

A surprised laugh leaves me as I kiss him again. "Just a little, baby. Just enough to let me feel you later."

He looks somber once again as his fingers continue to dance over my face. "I'm sorry it took me this long."

"I always knew we'd get here. We just… took the scenic route." I lay my head back on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart against my ear. "And there should never be any doubt in your mind about my love for you, Dante. Some things are worth the wait."