Page 41 of My Pucking Crush

“Sounds that way,” I say, low and throaty.

We stare, the tension as thick as my cock. Blowing him or letting him blow me will push this toofar too soon. Mouths on dicks is a big step.

“Max...” he calls out as he closes in on me.

My heart spikes and I grab my cock because it will spear his stomach if he gets close to me. “What?”

“Can I kiss you?”

My knees literally weaken. “Um. Okay.”

His eyes stray to my hands around my cock, it’s so thick and hard right now.

“You take care of your cock. I’ll take care of your mouth.” He pushes one hand into my hair, gripping the ends.

A fucking shudder runs through me. Right there, I know he’s a top. This can’t work. I can’t do it that way.

“We can take care of ourselves and watch.” His mouth crashes into my lips, and I forgeteverything.

The world fucking disappears, and I only know Luca’s full, wet, soft lips. The contrast to his scratchy facial hair is such a damn turn on. I deepen the kiss and he moans into my mouth.

Luca’s other hand grips my ass cheek and squeezes. “Jesus, this is firm.”

It’s yours, something inside me whispers.

His breathing goes ragged against my mouth as our tongues tangle. It’s not crazed. It’s slow and sensual.

Fuck, he’s wooing me.

And I’m falling for him. Hard.

We settle into a rhythm of him sucking my tongue while I jerk off. Feeling that piercing against my tongue sends flashes of heat to my balls. I’ve never experienced such a raw, aching need from a man. One that’s pure and not from rage, twisted hate, or shame.

It takes a few moments to realize the tip of my leaking, hard, throbbing cock is rubbing against his stomach. It massages my skin, right against a trail of hair from his navel down to his cock. Those coarse coils ofhair do me in, and I start coming.

I try to step away, find a tissue, a sock, anything, but Luca’s grip on my ass tightens.

He’s pulled his briefs down just below his ass to jerk off, too. We look down in unison, moaning, coming, painting each other’s skin with our cum.

It’s hot as fuck and feels so damn taboo. This is the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever given myself.

“That’s hot how you come. God, there’s so much.” His drawl sounds so sexy.

“Yeah, I’m a heavy ejaculator.” I don’t know a sexier word for it. “I hope you can handle all of it when it’s sliding down your throat.”

Luca’s eyes pop open. He steps back, red in the face, anger curling his kiss-bruised lips. “Fuck.” He reaches for a fresh towel to clean his cock and stomach.

“What?”

“That can’t happen again, Max. My protection of you can’t be compromised.”

I would think if he liked me, he’d work harder. Or maybe he’d be irrational. “I get it.”

“I can get fired for what I just did.”

“I’m not telling anyone,” I say, and regret how it sounds like I’m ashamed. Maybe I am a little.

“And if someone found out...” I close the distance between us, feeling my alpha kick in after being kissed like a slutty bitch. “In case you didn’t realize, I’m the star of this fucking team. I won’t let them fire you.”

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