Chapter 16

CHAPTERSIXTEEN

FUUUCK.DOM WAS an expert in torture both in and out of the bedroom, and Luca couldn’t decide which was worse. He was close to defying Dom’s orders and coming anyway. It would only take another thrust or two to send him over the edge, but just as he was about to do just that, Dom released him and stood up.

Luca groaned at the loss of those strong fingers, and Dom let out a sadistic chuckle.

“Get up, Luca.”

It struck Luca then how much he hated to be told what to do in his life, but fucking loved it when a cock was involved. Especially one that a man like Dom knew just how to use.

Luca stood up, and his jeans fell down to his ankles. Figuring he wouldn’t be needing them, he kicked his shoes, jeans, and briefs aside and walked toward Dom.

It was impossible not to notice how turned on Dom was, and that made Luca grow somehow harder. Dom obviously didn’t only find Luca attractive, he found him impossible to resist—or he wouldn’t be standing there now, his thick, proud cock hard and on display.

“What to do with you,” Dom murmured, and then a flash of mischief crossed his eyes and he reached for Luca’s hips.

Luca gasped as their dicks made contact, but just as quickly as he felt it, Dom moved him to a corner of the pavilion. Then he leaned in, scraping his teeth along Luca’s jaw. “Raise your arms.”

Intrigued, Luca did as he was told, but he couldn’t have imagined what Dom would do next.

“Yes, just like that,” Dom said. Then he reached up to grab one of the sheer curtains that hung on each corner of the pavilion and began to tie Luca’s hands together up over his head. He kept it tight but loose enough it wasn’t painful, but it gave Luca nowhere to go and gave Dom complete dominion over his body.

Luca shivered, the thought both terrifying and exhilarating. If Dom were truly evil, he’d walk away now and leave him out here all night. But the feral look in his eyes said he didn’t want anything but to satiate the hunger he felt, and that bit of torture Luca would gladly welcome.

“Don’t go anywhere,” Dom said with a depraved smile as he slowly backed away, running his eyes over his handiwork. “Hmm, almost perfect… But not quite.”

Luca glanced down to his dick standing at rigid attention and wondered what else Dom could be referring to. He didn’t have to wait long to find out, though—Dom moved back to the table and picked up one of the steak knives they’d eaten with earlier.

Luca sucked in a breath as Dom dragged the tip of the blade along the tablecloth, leaving a cut in its wake, and couldn’t help the spike of fear that went down his spine.

A knife? What the hell is he going to do with a knife?

Luca began to tug a little at his restraints, and while he’d thought they were relatively loose, the more he struggled, the tighter they became. Dom chuckled, flipped the knife in the air, and caught it by the handle, a sinful smile curving his lips.

“Having second thoughts?”

“Can you blame me?” Luca’s eyes lowered to the knife as Dom brought it up between them, then he turned the sharp point to Luca’s shirt and flicked the first button free. Luca let out a deep breath.

“No, I don’t suppose I can.” Dom worked his way from the throat of the shirt to the hem. “But a knife has always been my favorite plaything.” He turned and threw the blade at the wooden table. It lodged into the top and remained upright. Then he turned back to Luca and smoothed his hands under the shirt. “Until now.”

Luca sucked in a breath, his adrenaline at a fever pitch after that little mind game.

“Such smooth skin…” Dom trailed his hands over Luca’s chest, ribs, and torso, to the V of his groin, then wrapped his hands around Luca’s cock.

Luca spread his legs a fraction, inviting Dom even closer. Dom growled and scraped his teeth along Luca’s jaw line.

“I shouldn’t want you this fucking much.”

You mean I shouldn’t want you this much, Luca thought, his head falling back as Dom moved to his neck, sucking the sensitive spot beneath his ear. He’d told himself the first time this happened that it wouldn’t again, that he meant nothing to Dom but a rough fuck, but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted this man to want him, as crazy as that was. And goddamn, Dom felt good balls-deep inside of Luca.

Dom’s hands around his cock were driving Luca to the point of madness, and he knew he wouldn’t last long like that.

“Get inside me,” Luca said.

Dom dropped his arms and took a step back. “You making the rules now?”

Luca shook his head. “Please.”

“Hmm. For a second there I thought you’d lost your manners.”

In the mix of moonlight and shadow, Dom looked more tempting than ever. His body was already toned perfection, but standing there shirtless with his pants undone and his erection pointed right at Luca was another level.

“You do look sexy as fuck all tied up. I thought that the first time I saw you. Helpless. Tied to a chair. At the mercy of whatever I wanted to do to you.”

Luca trembled, the memory of being in the basement and utterly terrified doing exactly what it was Dom wanted, reminding him of exactly who each of them were in this scenario. And yet Dom hadn’t laid a finger on him then.

He watched as Dom walked over to the table and picked up the bottle of olive oil they’d drizzled over their dinner, letting it swing from his fingertips as he made his way back to Luca.

“Still hungry?” Luca said, eyeing the bottle.

“Fucking famished.” Dom poured a bit of the oil into his palm and began to slick himself up, getting his dick nice and lubed.

Luca’s ass clenched in anticipation.

Then Dom walked slowly around Luca and ran his hands over the curves of his ass. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be grateful these curtains are holding you up.”

A few seconds later, Luca felt an oil-slicked finger sliding along the crack of his ass and saw the bottle drop to the ground as Dom spread his cheeks wide. Dom pushed a finger against Luca’s tight entrance, and Luca let out an exhale and pushed back.

“Fucking greedy.” Dom used two fingers this time, and then sank his teeth into the curve of Luca’s ass.

“Oh shit.” It was an unexpected but welcome sting, made all the better when Dom licked a path over it. His fingers were still moving inside, stretching Luca to make way for Dom’s immense dick. But Dom didn’t stay down for long, and just as Luca expected him to grab his hips and enter him from behind, Dom did the exact opposite.

He moved in front of Luca so they were face to face and leaned in, teasing Luca’s lips with his tongue.

Like everything to do with the man, Dom’s kiss wasn’t gentle—it was all-consuming and intense, and Luca craved it.

Dom squeezed Luca’s ass tight before he tore his lips away and said, “Wrap your legs around me.”

Luca didn’t even know if he had the upper body strength to manage that, but he’d die trying if it meant getting Dom inside him.

He looked up and grabbed the pole above him, and when he pushed off the ground, Dom easily caught him beneath his thighs.

Damn, Luca had forgotten how freakishly strong the man was. His hold was unyielding as Luca wrapped his legs tightly around Dom and crossed his ankles.

Now this wasn’t a position Luca had ever expected to be in. But it meant he’d get to see every ounce of pleasure on Dom’s face as they fucked.

Hell yes.

This close, he could feel Dom’s warm breath on his lips and could practically taste the red wine on his tongue. But Dom withheld his mouth as he guided his dick to Luca’s entrance. “Let me the fuck in.”

Even with the olive oil coating his erection, his sheer size made it a difficult slide, especially in such a tight position, but that hadn’t stopped him before.

With a quick thrust of his hips, Dom shoved himself in deep, and Luca gasped.

“Oh God…oh God.”

Even though Dom had been inside him before, it was still a shock to the system to feel just how full and deep he went.

“Fuck, you feel good.” Dom closed his eyes and stopped moving, like he wanted to relish the feel of being inside Luca. In that moment of pause, Luca couldn’t help but look over the bulging muscles of Dom’s chest and arms that strained under his weight. He had a beautiful body, one Luca wished he could take his time to enjoy and explore. But he’d happily settle for any way Dom wanted to fuck him.

Dom’s eyes opened, the dark depths heavy with lust. Luca barely had time to tighten his grip on the pole above him before Dom began to move, pounding out a punishing rhythm.

It was heaven and hell, just like the man himself, and maybe that was what Luca found so intoxicating. He got just enough of Dom to satisfy his craving, but was never able to touch or reciprocate.

“So damn tight,” Dom said. A bead of sweat trailed down his neck to his chest, and Luca didn’t think, just leaned in and swiped it up with his tongue.

Just when Luca thought he couldn’t get fucked any harder, Dom picked up the pace. It was fast and furious, their tongues tangling together as the ache in Luca’s cock grew to the point of pain. He was so close, and it was torture not to be able to touch himself. But Dom seemed to know exactly what he was putting Luca through, because he ripped his mouth away and gave him a savage smile. He reached for Luca’s dick, and just that had Luca ready to blow. Somehow he managed to keep himself under control, which was made even harder when Dom positioned Luca’s erection straight up between them. Then he moved in close, so that there wasn’t any space between their chests or stomachs.

With every thrust of his hips, Dom’s body jerked against Luca’s cock, creating that friction he so desperately needed.

“Yesss, right there,” Luca said as the pleasure began to overwhelm him. Dom’s cock kept hitting just the right spot, and Luca didn’t know how much longer he could hold on.

“Don’t you dare fucking come. Not until I tell you to.” Dom dug his hands into the back of Luca’s thighs and held him in place, using Luca for his own pleasure.

Luca forced himself to keep his eyes open, watching the way the muscles in Dom’s neck corded from the exertion and memorizing the look on his face. He was just so undeniably sexy, every part of him. As his breathing became more ragged, Luca knew Dom was getting close.

“I want to feel it,” Luca said. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

“Fuck.” Dom drove himself even deeper, once, twice, and as his orgasm hit, he shouted out Luca’s name.

Luca lost his mind. Any control he had was obliterated as the wave of his climax raced through his body and exploded in a hot rush between them. Thank God Dom held him tight through the aftershocks that racked them both, because the force of the orgasm left Luca feeling like he’d melted into a puddle. He didn’t even have the energy left to keep his legs wrapped around Dom anymore. To his surprise, Dom didn’t let him drop, holding on to Luca’s thighs until his feet touched the ground and didn’t collapse under him.

“That was…” Luca tried to find the words, but nothing seemed right. He could barely move right now, let alone think.

“Fucking phenomenal? The best you’ve ever had?” Dom said. “You’re welcome.”

Luca shook his head. Always so arrogant. Not that he was lying.

Dom looked down at the evidence of Luca’s arousal all over his chest and raised a brow. “Thought you’d make a mess of me this time, huh?”

“It’s your fault.”

“I suppose it is.” Dom trailed a finger along the cum and then lifted it to his lips.

Luca’s spent cock jerked. How the hell that was possible after what they’d done, he didn’t know, but seeing Dom tasting him was almost hotter than the act itself. He thought he just might be content to stand there for the rest of the night tied to this damn pole if it meant he got to watch Dom enjoying him.