“What’s weird?”
Luka had a habit of saying what he called half thoughts. He’d think something to himself, then say his next thought out loud while forgetting that I hadn’t been privy to the first part of the conversation. He got flustered and embarrassed when he did it, but I thought it was cute. It was one of the many idiosyncrasies that made him who he was.
“Sorry.” He let out a strained laugh. “I was just thinking about the emotional whiplash from tonight.” He pulled his keys out of his pocket. “Like, I was scared when I was talking to Dean, but super happy after.” He huffed out a little sigh. “Bouncing between those extremes on top of what happened at work earlier was rough, and I feel… I’m not sure how I feel. It’s just a weird place to be.”
I glanced around to make sure we were alone, then slipped my hand into his, my grip loose enough he could pull away if he wanted. “Is this okay?”
He squeezed my hand and offered me a small but genuine smile. “Yeah.”
“Let’s get you inside so you can process everything.”
“Yeah. Okay.” He flashed me a quick smile. “Thanks.”
“You don’t have to thank me for taking care of you.” I ran my thumb over his knuckles as we neared his building. “I like doing it.”
His smile was big and beautiful, and it made my heart clench with longing. Seeing him happy made me happy, and I didn’t want to just see him smile like that. I wanted to be the reason he did.
Luka fell silent as we approached the back door, and he let us into the building. We made our way up to his floor with Luka still gripping my hand like it was a lifeline.
Being able to touch him like this in public was incredible. It was freeing in a way I hadn’t let myself think about. I liked it way too much.
When we were in his apartment, he toed off his shoes and waited as I did the same. As soon as they were off, Luka crowded me against the door, his lips covering mine in a deep kiss.
I let him, surprised and aroused by his show of force.
His kisses were frantic and messy as he ground his body against mine, pinning me against the solid wood door. The need radiating off him was desperate and wild, and I stayed passive, letting him take the lead.
Luka might be naturally submissive, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t turn the tables on me and take what he wanted. He didn’t get like this often, and I loved getting to see a different side of him.
“Baby?” I asked when he pulled away.
Instead of answering, Luka dropped to his knees and undid my pants, practically tearing the button off in his haste to get them open.
Before I could even register what was happening, he pulled out my mostly soft dick free from my underwear and took me into his mouth with a low moan.
I gasped and threaded my fingers through his hair as the vibrations reverberated up my shaft. Luka flipped his gaze up to meet mine.
I’d never get tired of seeing Luka on his knees for me, and it wasn’t a power or control thing. I loved seeing him like that because ofhowhe looked at me. The longing in his gaze, the heat in it, was staggering, but it was the trust I saw under all that need and desire that turned my blood to liquid fire in my veins.
He was so eager, so determined to be good for me, to make me feel good, and that was almost as hot as the actual blowjob.
Luka moaned around me again as he held me in his mouth, suckling my length as I grew hard against his tongue.
“Fuck, Luka,” I groaned, unable to do more than lean back against the door, completely overwhelmed by his need for this.
He worked me over like a man possessed. It was messy and a bit sloppy, but every swipe of his tongue and bob of his head pushed me closer and closer to my release.
“Baby,” I panted, gently scraping my nails through his hair to let him know I was close. “You have to stop if you want me to fuck you.”
Luka immediately pulled off me, letting my cock fall from his mouth so quick it would have been funny if I’d had the presence of mind to laugh.
His cheeks were pink, his eyes were bright with arousal, and his lips were swollen and shiny with spit and precum.
He was beautiful, and a single word echoed in my mind as I looked down at the man I’d fallen in love with.Mine.
With a shaking hand, I tucked my dick away and used the other to haul him to his feet.
“You want me to fuck you?” I kissed him hard but pulled back before either of us could get too into it.