Chapter 22

CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO

LUCA FELL INTO Dom’s kiss, all the pent-up energy from the day pouring out in a tongue-tangling meeting of their mouths.

A soft moan left Luca’s throat as he laid his hands on Dom’s bare chest, still damp from the shower. The whip Dom had flicked around his waist began to slowly fall down his hips, and Luca had to admit that had been one of the sexiest moves he’d ever seen. No doubt Dom was dangerous with that particular weapon, but using it for pleasure was something he could get behind.

Dom slid his hand down to Luca’s neck and tightened his grip, holding him in place. His mouth on Luca’s was unrelenting, exploring every inch, and Luca was only too willing to let him.

God, how was it this man had the ability to obliterate all of his senses? He used to be smarter than this. Letting in someone like Dom was dangerous, but it seemed Luca had thrown caution to the wind a long time ago. He couldn’t help the attraction he felt for the man he should hate, and it had everything to do with the way he’d begun to open up to him, little by little. Especially today.

Feeling bold, Luca sucked Dom’s lower lip into his mouth before nipping at it with his teeth. It seemed to be the right move, because Dom’s cock grew harder against him.

“Mmm. Someone wants to play,” Dom said, his voice dropping an octave. He forced Luca’s head up, and the untamed desire in those dark eyes made Luca’s heart beat faster.

Luca slid his hands down Dom’s chest and over his toned abs. “Or maybe I just want to fuck.”

He ripped the towel away, dropping it to the floor and leaving Dom completely naked and exposed in front of him.

Holy hell.

It might’ve been a mistake to uncover him, because the body on full display was fucking perfect. Every part of Dom was pure muscle, the strength he held in his body undeniable. Even the faint scars that marked his skin somehow added to the overall appeal, and again it sparked in Luca’s mind that he was dangerous.

Dangerous to those who found themselves on the wrong side of the line, but a protective vigilante to those he cared about.

And that list included Luca now…didn’t it?

“Jesus,” he said, still taking in the breathtaking picture before him. But Dom clearly wasn’t in the mood for looking without touching. He tossed the whip off to the side then grabbed the waist of Luca’s pants, jerking him forward.

“My turn,” he said.

Luca braced himself for things to get rough, for Dom to rip his shirt open and send the buttons flying everywhere.

But that wasn’t what happened.

Dom moved his hands to the top button of Luca’s shirt and slowly began to unfasten them.

Something about the unhurried way Dom was undressing him made Luca hold his breath, like if he made a move the moment would be shattered. He kept still as Dom parted the material then pushed the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the ground.

Luca trembled as Dom flicked open the button of his pants, his need warring with his wanting this moment to last forever. Dom wasn’t gentle—never that—but he was clearly taking his time, and that was even hotter than the rough way he’d taken Luca before.

Especially when Dom curled his fingers under the waist of Luca’s pants and boxer briefs. He pulled them down Luca’s body and lowered himself along with them.

“Oh God,” Luca said as he stepped out of his clothes and watched a kneeling Dom shove them away. There was a look in Dom’s eyes Luca couldn’t place, but it wasn’t one he’d ever seen before. Something about it made his heart stutter and his dick jerk.

“I bet you want my fingers around your cock,” Dom said, moving his hands up the back of Luca’s thighs.

Luca let out a shuddering breath. “Yes.”

“And my mouth? What would you do for me to suck you down my throat?”

Oh fuck. Luca reached down to grip the base of his dick, but Dom pushed his hand away.

“Tell me,” he repeated. “What would you do?”

“You mean what wouldn’t I do.”

Dom smiled savagely. “I’d like to find out.”

Without any other warning, Dom leaned in and brushed his lips against the head of Luca’s cock. The move was so unexpected that Luca could hardly believe it was happening until Dom licked his slit.

Damn that was hot. Too hot. After their previous encounters, Luca had always wondered what it’d be like to have Dom suck him off, but now that it was happening, he wasn’t sure he could handle the erotic visual for long. Already his control was slipping as Dom took him inside his warm, wet mouth. When the head of his dick bumped against the back of Dom’s throat, Luca reached down to thread his fingers roughly through Dom’s hair for something to grab on to.

All of a sudden Dom ripped his mouth away, rose to his feet, and pushed Luca back. It caught him off guard, and his legs hit the edge of the bed.

“Oh,” Luca said. “Is this where you want me?”

Dom’s eyes lowered to Luca’s mouth. “I shouldn’t want you at all.”

As he angled his head for a kiss, Luca whispered against Dom’s lips, “Neither should I.”

Then he moved in, taking Dom’s mouth again, relishing the taste on his tongue. Dom wrapped his arms around Luca’s waist, hauling him in tight, and again Luca found himself falling. Not physically—there was no way that would happen in Dom’s arms. But whatever was happening between them was leading him further down a road he wasn’t sure he could turn back from.

And he wasn’t sure he wanted to.

Dom slowly lowered them to the bed, moving on top of Luca so that their erections rubbed up against each other. Their kiss intensified, and Luca moved his hips, seeking the friction that his cock so desperately needed. Dom moved his hand between them to coat his fingers with their pre-cum before wrapping his hand around both of their hard-ons.

His grip was strong as he began to jerk them off, and Luca’s heavy pants mixed with moans of pleasure filled the room. The view of Dom above was an image that would be seared into his mind forever.

“Goddamn. I need to get inside you.” Dom moved off Luca and opened the drawer beside his bed, grabbing a bottle of lube. “Get on your hands and knees.”

That wasn’t such an easy task when Luca felt like his body had melted into the bed, but the ache in his dick forced him to turn over.

Dom was lubing up his cock, and Luca’s ass clenched in anticipation at the sight. He’d never seen such a perfect dick before, let alone had one pounding him into the next century.

Dom moved in behind him, using his knees to spread Luca’s wider.

“Fuck me, you have a sexy ass.” He trailed his finger down between Luca’s cheeks. “So tight. Hot. Eager.”

Eager was an understatement. Luca pushed back, wanting more of Dom’s finger, his cock, hell, even his mouth.

Dom pushed his finger against Luca’s hole, demanding entrance. “I’m going to destroy you for anyone else.”

“Good,” Luca said as Dom added a finger, continuing to stretch.

“You want this?” Dom nudged his dick against Luca’s entrance.

“Yes, I want it. Fuck, please—”

Luca didn’t get to finish the rest of the sentence before Dom thrust himself inside.

Oh God…

It was always so intense, that first drive deep inside. It was a mix of pleasure and pain, but it was a burn Luca welcomed because he knew just how good the payoff would be.

Dom was breathing heavily, one hand on Luca’s hip and the other on his lower back. It was obviously intense for him too, because it took him at least a minute before he moved again.

At first it was slow, quick pulses while still deep inside, and that alone would be enough to make Luca come if he kept it up. But Dom never did anything Luca expected, and just when Luca was about to reach for his dick, Dom picked up the pace, forcing Luca to hold on tight to the bedsheets.

With every thrust, part of Luca’s resolve to keep things casual between them began to crumble. He’d never been someone who could cut his emotions off from being with someone physically, at least not as anything more than a one-night stand. Maybe if he’d kept this to the one night in Dom’s apartment, maybe if he hadn’t forced Dom to open up, and hadn’t glimpsed that sliver of vulnerability, then he wouldn’t be falling for someone he could never have.

“So damn good.” Dom plunged deep inside Luca again. “Why’d it have to be you?”

Luca wasn’t sure if Dom even realized what he was saying or if he was just talking to himself.

Luca’s arms began to shake, and when he was unable to hold himself up anymore, he dropped onto his elbows. Dom moved over him, flattening his chest against Luca’s back. His dick made pulses inside Luca, hitting that sweet spot that would take him over the edge.

As Luca cried out, Dom reached for his cock. As he stroked Luca with a firm hand, Luca realized he’d never been so completely encompassed by another. There was no way even heaven could be this exquisite, so if it was meant for him to die now, he would gladly pass with a smile on his face.

“Right there,” Luca said on a gasp. “Don’t stop.”

Dom’s hand tightened. “Someone’s forgotten their manners.”

Manners? Dom was fucking Luca senseless, and it was a wonder that he could think at all, let alone speak. “Please, Dom. Please, please, please don’t stop.”

“I don’t fucking plan on it.” With a growl, Dom turned feral, the rapid pace slapping his hips against Luca’s ass.

Luca’s climax was right there, barreling down his spine. Another thrust from Dom finally sent him over the edge, and a hot spray of cum exploded out of him and onto Dom’s hand and the sheets. He held on to the bedspread tight as the orgasm raged through him, and not a second later Dom’s movements began to falter, his breath hitching. Luca could feel Dom’s cock jerking inside him, could feel the hot rush of arousal spilling out and filling him up.

It was intoxicating having Dom take him over so completely. Luca fell onto the bed, not even caring about the mess he was making. Hell, he didn’t care much about anything other than the lethargy spreading through his limbs and the deep satisfaction he felt.

Dom stayed on top of him, sweaty skin still pressed against Luca’s back, exactly where Luca wanted him.

Luca turned his head to the side. “Still hate me even after that?”

It was a long time before Dom answered, so long that Luca began to drift off to sleep, but just before he went under, he thought he heard, “I wish I could.”