Page 41 of Explosive Prejudice

As the lights went off, everything stopped. Like Nero had turned the switch off on me and my body was shutting down. My heart beat slower, my breaths were shallow, and a cold shiver ran down my spine and spread through my nerves and veins until reaching the tip of my toes. It was a familiar feeling of fear, which often struck me when in the dark. It wasn’t the dark itself that scared me, but the nightmares it carried with it. A dread so intense that my body nearly froze. I was in fight or flight, all but ready to give up and run, when a touch of warmth pulled me back to life.

“I’m here,” Nero said, his calm voice chasing away my fears and making it possible to move again. “I’m right here.” Pulling me closer, he pressed me hard against his chest. Unable to see a thing, his familiar scent and the sound of his heart beating behind his rib cage surrounded me, melting the frost in my chest and helping me to breathe.

He brought his hand to my hair, stroking me softly before kissing the top of my head. “Do you want to continue?” he asked, and despite my momentary panic, that wasn’t really a question.

“Yes.”

“Good.” He reached for my hands and brought them up to his mask. “Take this off for me.”

Even though the darkness kept our identity hostage, I was still moved by his willingness to let me take off his mask first. But why was it so special? Maybe it was because I knew Nero’s choice came from a clear head that it moved me as much as it did. He had no ulterior motives and was under no manipulation of mine. Despite the dark room, his eyes were wide open, and his mind was clear to decide, choose, and act.

My fingers lingered on the edge of his mask before sliding to the string securing it to his face. Before I removed it, I hesitated, but Nero covered my hands with his and helped me. The next thing I knew, my palms were resting against his jaw. Sometimes, he was clean-shaven, while other times, he wasn’t. Today was one of the times he wasn’t, and I could feel the thickness of his stubble. I loved it. I loved how rough he felt.

Without saying a word, his hands moved to my mask, which he wasted no time in taking off. I heard a thud when he dropped the masks someplace. How did he know where to put it? My thoughts were forgotten as he cupped my face and stroked my cheeks with his thumbs. It was a gesture so tender and intimate that it flooded me with warmth. Sex was many things, but warm? Tender? Never that. As much as I feared loneliness, I also feared intimacy, simply because I’d never experienced it and had no idea how to endure it.

“Are you scared?” he asked, as if reading my mind.

“Yeah,” I admitted, because lying to him was pointless.

“Me too.” We were so much alike. Our circumstances were different, but the outcomes were the same. “But I’m okay with it,” he continued, pulling me closer until our noses grazed and our lips nearly brushed.

Closing the faint distance between us, I could finally kiss him again. It was only last night that I got to taste him for the first time, but I’d been dying to do it again ever since our lips had parted. And tonight, neither of us were about to settle for one small kiss. Tonight was about taking and exploring each other, and that was precisely what Nero did by deepening the kiss and pushing his tongue into my open mouth, making me moan and hold on to him harder.

I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him closer, showing him how hungry I was to have him. I sensed the smirk on his lips right before he moved his hands down my chest and slid them under my shirt, then gripped the hem and pulled it off. He was already shirtless from dancing earlier, so I had access to his naked chest. For a brief second, I wished I could see his beautiful tattoos, but the intensity of feeling his body in the dark overcame my need to see.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned when he sucked right above my collarbone, making my skin heat while his fingers tangled with my zipper. Sliding his hands to my ass, he gave me a firm squeeze, then continued to push my slacks and briefs down in one go. After getting rid of my pants, I clumsily kicked off my shoes, leaving me completely naked. I knew I wanted him stripped down, too, but before that—

“Llorón,” he whispered as I got on my knees before him and moved my hands over his pants, feeling his cock, stiff and erect, pressing against the fabric.

“I’ve been dying to do this since I first saw you,” I confessed as I lowered his fly and pulled his pants down to his mid-thigh. Kissing him over his boxer briefs, I wetted the thin cotton with my tongue while taking a deep inhale of his strong masculine musk. Fuck, he smelled good. His spicy scent aroused me beyond words, and I wanted to smell him more, but he grabbed my chin and forced my head up before I could.

“Then put my cock in your mouth and show me how well you can choke on it.”

Even though I couldn’t see his face, I knew he was looking at me. I could feel his eyes burning into me as if I was the only one that mattered to him. The thrill of being the center of his attention struck me with possessiveness, and the sensation sent all the blood in my body to my dick, making it throb with anticipation.

Sucking a cock in the dark wasn’t such a simple task, but I managed just fine. With my hand, I found the base of his rigid length and knew how to align myself to him. Pulling his foreskin back, I first licked the crown of his cock like a popsicle, then parted my lips and took him into my mouth. He was huge. I knew that already, but he felt even bigger because I couldn’t see. Sliding my hands over his trimmed pubes, I grabbed the root of his dick. I only had half of him in my mouth, so I inhaled from my nose and relaxed my throat before swallowing the rest.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his fingers still under my chin. “I knew you could take me.”

Self-satisfied, I wanted him to move, to make me gag, but unable to speak, I placed my hand on his hip and squeezed.

“Want me to fuck your mouth?”

My first instinct was to nod, but he wouldn’t see me, so I squeezed him harder, letting him know my answer. Moving his hand from my chin, he ran his fingers through my hair, then held me in place. Without any warning, he jerked his hips forward and thrust into my mouth until the tip of his cock grazed my throat. I always loved having my mouth full with a dick, but his? It was fucking phenomenal.

Nero pulled almost entirely out, only to push all the way in, making me gag numerous times, but I wasn’t at all about to stop. Desperate to feel more, I dug my fingers into his thigh. Knowing what I wanted, he stilled with his cock deep down my throat, blocking my airways. My eyes glistened with tears, and my lips stretched around his thick length as drool drizzled down my chin. My whole face heated as blood pounded in my ears. The more seconds passed where I couldn’t breathe, the harder my dick became, and I felt like I was on the verge of bursting. As I began to reach the stage where everything grew fuzzy, Nero pulled out. I gasped for air as he pulled me up to my feet and clashed our mouths in a violent kiss that once again left me breathless.

“You good?” he whispered over my abused lips, and instead of answering, I just kissed him again. He let out a hoarse chuckle before returning the kiss with an open mouth. He ate me alive, his lips, tongue, and teeth landing everywhere. Gripping me harder, he lifted me up and moved us to the bed, where he came to lie between my spread legs.

“You’re so sexy,” he groaned as he kissed down my body until he reached my nipples and took one into his mouth. I moaned when he gave it a little tug, pinched my other nipple with his fingers, then cried when he went a little harder on both.

My dick throbbed at the sound of him humming around my nipples, and I jerked my hips up, rutting against him, desperate for friction.

“So impatient.” His voice was teasing.

I wanted to tell him to fuck off, but before I could, he reached down and gripped my cock, silencing me.

“Well, I can’t blame you for being such a needy little brat, can I?” Pressing his thumb to my tip, which was soaked with precum, he squeezed me. “Feel how hard you are.”

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